Stydia AU: Lydia, the ultimate party throwing queen, decides to be a guest at one instead. She planned to have fun but the party was a complete bore...until a stranger with cute brown eyes swoops in. (no supernaturals)

Chapter One

"Ally why are we going to this party...its going to suck. " Allison plops down on lydia's fluffy comforter falling onto her back causing her dark brown hair to fan around her. "Because Lydia, you are always having the parties so why not go to one for a change? "

Lydia's red curls sweep over her shoulder as she turns to look at allison.

"But why this one? Why can't we wait for one more... fun." Her green eyes turn to focus on the task at hand... what to wear.

A groan comes from behind her, "Lydia you have no idea! It could be fun!"

Lydia reaches forward grabbing the smooth fabric of her favorite dress. The floral print stands out against the deep navy blue dress.

She simply grumbles a response, "whatever, you'll see."

The heels of their shoes click across the street as they approach the home. The muffled beat of the music echo's down the dark street.

"God I hate this song. Can we just go now?"

Lydia huffs as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Lydia I know why you actually don't want to be here-"

"Jackson left over three months ago Allison. That's not it." Lydia cuts the girl off already knowing where she was going.

" Well if you already knew I was going to say that, then it must have something to do with why you don't want to be here."

Lydia stares at her heels for a moment before glancing back up at Allison.

"Well it does... kind of .. not because i miss him or anything good riddance." Allison chuckles as Lydia continues. "..But still. I just ...don't feel like partying you know?"

Allison nods and smiles at the red head making her dimples more prominent.

"I think this will be good for you! You need to be happy again, I miss my Lydia!" Allison laughs as she pats Lydia on the back.

"Lets get this over with" Lydia chuckles in response.

The door opens and instantly loud music and the smell of alcohol smacks her in the face. Lydia has to fight the slight cringe on her lips.

"Come on! " Allison yells over the thumping music grabbing Lydia's hand. They bump and weave through the sweaty bodies and people dancing to reach the kitchen. If at all possible, the room is even more packed.

"I'm going to get drinks... wait here?" Allison has to shout even if she is right next to Lydia's ear. She simply nods in response as Allison disappears into the crowd.

Lydia moves to the wall, leaning against it.

Watching and analyzing is something Lydia is very good at. The majority of the people are either too drunk to stand, dancing, or shouting to talk to each other. Her mind drifts and she thinks about how she was even convinced to come tonight. Her thoughts are interrupted when a boy with light blonde hair and breath heavy with booze steps in front of her.

"Wus a preety gurl like yew doin aaaall by herself?" He slurs placing a hand on the wall above her. Yep totally wasted. Lydia glares at him slightly before responding,

" well I was trying to avoid being harassed but we see how that turned out" she steps to the left to walk away when his other hand blocks her exit.

"I wasn't done talkin' to you gurly" he steps closer.

"I am asking you only once to step away from me before I make you." She stands straighter, increasing the intensity of her gaze getting more and more angry.

" I'm just tryin' to talk to you cutey" his gaze becomes serious and reaches for her upper arm. Before Lydia can even move to stop him a hand clasps around the boy's wrist.

"She asked you to leave. Do I have to help you?"

Lydia turns to the mystery boy and her breath hitches in her throat. He is much taller than her with deep brown eyes and light brown hair sticking up in all directions. The side of his face is dusted with moles leading down past the collar of his shirt and his pink lips are curled down in frustration. Heat rises to her cheeks and her gaze returns to the boy in front of her waiting for a reaction. The boy yanks his hand back and mumbles as he walks away. She turns her gaze to the boy next to her noticing his eyes seem much lighter and warmer now as they search her face for any signs of distress.

"Are you okay? " the concern in his voice made Lydia's sigh of relief come out more shaky than expected.

"Yeah...yeah I'm okay. Thanks for that." She smiles gently. A crooked smile etches it's way onto his face making Lydia's cheeks tinge pink yet again.

"No problem. That dude was a creep. Glad you're okay though." He moves to lean one shoulder against the wall. Lydia picks at her nail slightly. A nervous habit.

She smiles lightly, "so what brought you to the party?" He shrugs slightly adjusting so his shoulders were flat against the wall next to her. "I don't know..it's the end of the school year, I guess I was just bored... but I realize now how boring this party is" he smiles slightly and Lydia instinctively smiles back.

"Yeah I didn't want to be here but my friend said it would be good for me." She replies fixing the hem of her dress.

He nods in understanding. "So where is your friend then?"

Lydia scans the room catching sight of Allison. A boy with tan skin and deep brown hair is talking to her. The slight pink on her cheeks and giggles suggest she is perfectly fine with the boy 's flirting and Lydia comes off the defensive immediately seeing her friend was ok. "Well she was getting us drinks but..." she moves her arm to gesture to the two across the room. The boy's gaze follows where she points to and he laughs.

"Ah that would be Scott. My best friend... also left for drinks" they share a laugh and relax against the wall again. "So what's your name?" She asks breaking the silence...well the silence of their conversation. He scratches the back of his neck. "..uh..Stiles, you?"

"That's an interesting name..Lydia"

Stiles smiles, "ehh it's a nickname actually. And that's a beautiful name." His eyes widen in surprise at what he said and a red color dusts his cheeks. Lydia can't help the smile plastered on her face and the warmth in her own cheeks. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear looking down as well. "Thanks"

He clears his throat and seems to be debating something with himself. "So Lydia..Would you..uh " he looks down coughing slightly rubbing the back of his neck. She smiles and finishes the thought she hopes he was having, "hand me your phone." His head shoots up, brown eyes wide.

"Wh...what?" She simply holds out her hand, slight smirk on her red lips. He fumbles for his phone and hands it to her. The slight touch of his fingers on hers send a jolt of electricity down her back and he seems to notice it too with a slight jump himself. she hides her smile by looking down at his phone. She taps in her number handing it back to him. He smiles and returns it to his pocket. "Uh I was actually gonna ask...this is going to sound so stupid.." he rubs his hands over his face and into his hair disheveling it even more. She can't help but think it's adorable.

" would you want to... umm... go get some ice cream?" To say she is a little surprised is an understatement. She thought he was going to ask to go somewhere more private. At least that's what she was used to. But at the same time she somehow knew he would never assume anything like that. She holds back an extremely embarrassing, girly, giggle at how sweet and charming this boy is. He stands there glancing up at her through his lashes, Incredibly long ones at that, and she knows her answer already. "Sure."

This is my first little Stydia Fic So I'm sure there are some spelling and grammar mistakes. I can't remember where I found this AU, but I wish I could give the credit for this cute idea. Hope you enjoyed it!