Stiles POV
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I don't know if I can handle saying goodbye to my mom. She was the only one who actually got me, before... I shake my head as I pace my room. I've been pacing for so long that my feet have gotten sore and the tears that have been threatening to fall from my eyes, have almost rained down. I take my hands through my hair for what seems like the twentieth time.

"Stiles" there's a quiet knock on my door and I look up to see my father entering the room. He has a grim look on his face, which hints me to know that Lyds has talked to him.

Lyds. That girl I've been chasing for the past 8 years is actually mine. She loves me. Of all people, I can't believe she chose me. A memory pops up of us in fourth grade.
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"Stiles, c'mon! You run too fast, how am I going to tag you!?" Lydia chases after me and my floppy hair flows in front of my eyes preventing me from seeing. I scream as I trip over something in the woodchips and fly into the air, ending sprawled on the floor.

"STILES! Are you okay!?" Lydia shouts as she crouches next to me. I reach out from under me and pull her leg out from under her. She falls on her butt and I cackle. "Stiles! That's not funny! It hurt." She pouts for all of 5 seconds before her face turns to mischief and she quickly stands up.

She bends of slowly and taps me on the shoulder. What in the world...? "Tag." She says right as she runs off the other direction.

I sigh defeated and slowly feel my skin heat up where she tapped me. Her skin was like butterflies barely landing on you, it's like you're just on the edge of catching them and making them yours.

God, I wish Lyds was mine...
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"Stiles? Stiles are you okay," I open my eyes to see my father thrusting his hands directly in front of my eyes. I flinch and fall backwards out of the chair that I was sitting in, creating a large crash in the room. My father chuckles which seems to cut the awkward feel of the situation.

"I'm uh guessing lyds talked to you about uhm mom...?" I questioned slowly, bracing myself. He smiled sadly and nodded.

"Also, um are you sure you want to be a father?" He asked. I drew in a rather shaky breath. I knew the answer, of course I wanted to be by Lydia's side through all of this, but I'm only 17. I still had dreams of becoming... I don't know, a doctor? But Lydia is so much more important than that. With her strawberry blonde hair that you can just spend hours playing with. Those green eyes with little specks of brown that you could stare into forever. Her soft hands that grasp mine with warmth. I can't lose her because of this, I have to stick by her as long as I can...

I nod with finality. I will stay by her side. I will be that baby's father. I will step up. Then I stand and look straight at my dad. "Do you want to-" I paused for a second.

"Yes, stiles, we both need to. Your mother is someone I have missed since she was gone and just because I'm nervous does not mean I will waste this chance of seeing her once more to say goodbye." He nodded and patted my shoulder. "I think we should go see Lydia... She seemed kind of broken when I saw her... She's blaming herself for everything stiles, you can't let her." He nodded and I smiled small.

"I love her, dad." I say.

He chuckles softly,"you've always loved that little redhead stiles. From the day you saw her in pigtails walking off the bus with a 'My Little Pony' lunchbox. I saw it in your eyes." He smirked at me.

"Uh- erm- it's um actually strawberry blonde..." I said softly.

He shouldered me and we began walking towards the front door.

"I know stiles. Let's go see your 'bae' isn't that what people say nowadays?"

"Oh god no dad. No." stiles cringed as they made their way to the car.
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Somewhat nostalgic chapter.

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