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She is used to this, okay. She is used to seeing beautiful models walking in her studio, she is used to taking pictures of them almost naked. She is a photographer for god’s sake. But when he walked in, let just say she kind of forgot that it was her job.
When her boss told her she was going to be Stiles Stilinski famous model photographer, she was exited, I mean it was kind of a huge career change, he was on every magazine you could find. Therefore she was nervous, really nervous. More nervous because she heard things about him, bad things, okay he was a jerk. Everyone said so that’s what scared her the most.
"Relax Lydia, you’ll be fine" Her boss, and Best Friend Allison said "You’ll be fine, I wouldn’t have chosen you if I didn’t think you could handle the pressure"
"I know just, What if he's super mean to me, what am I suppose to do ? Shut up ? Cause you know I can’t do that" she says getting up from her chair.
"Well I think you'll have to, I didn’t spent 5 years building this magazine to have my best friend and best photographer leave me. Now go out there and show them how amazing you are " Allison says while pushing Lydia out of her office.
When she steps out of the office it’s like a thousand people just appeared, so she does what she does best, she walks fiercely to let everyone know she's running the show, she gets to her things when someone taps her on the shoulder. She turns and is faced with a tall blond, a really beautiful tall blond.
The said blonde holds a hand out for Lydia to shake she does, and the blond says “Erica Reyes, Stiles’ manager” Tall blond has a name, and she Stiles’ manager, great.
"Lydia Martin , photographer" she says With the same tone that Erica used, which was a very "I am amazing tone".
"I know that, I was just coming to tell you that this setting is not working" She says pointing to said setting.
Yes she is suppose to shut up and do what she’s asked, yes she is not supposed to get annoyed, but you have to understand her. She was up every night of this week trying to figure out something cool to do for the magazine, and she finally found it. A men a a woman in classy clothes, suit and tie, a beautiful dress getting paint thrown all over them. All of that in a white room. It was classy and pretty and it was about the fact that even covered in paint you could look damn good in a Armani suit. It took her all freaking weekend, and this woman was saying that it wasn’t good? Hell no screw not saying anything.
"And why isn’t my setting good ?" she says looking at Erica directly in her eyes, Lydia could tell she wasn’t used to it because it took her a long time to answer.
"I really don’t get the point, of paint."
"It’s simple, even covered in paint you look damn good in a Armani suit"
"I don’t think Stiles would want to do that " She said venomously.
"You don’t think or you know?" she says not dropping her eyes from Erica’s.
Erica takes a big breath and leaves without saying anything else, Lydia feels great in that moment because she totally won that argument. But she doesn’t, feel as good when she sees her going right to Stiles and pointing at her. She is so screwed.
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"That's my photographer" Stiles asks raising his eyebrows
"Yes and I don't like her, or her ideas and I think we should get another one.."
While Erica is talking Stiles gets a little distracted by how pretty his photographer is. Big green eye, full lips, red hair, no not quite, they are paler. Anyway she is beautiful, so he smiles at her and she smiles back. She has a beautiful smile too.
"Stiles are you even listening to me" she says snapping her fingers in front of him.
"No, but what's the concept again ?" He asks.
Erica takes a deep breath, like she always does when she's trying to stay calm.
"Even covered in paint you can look damn good in a Armani suit" she says with her famous fake smile.
"I like it, I want to do it " he says way to fast. You might think that the only reason he wants to do that was because the photographer was really hot, well okay it was one of the reasons but the idea was really cool, and way more original than any other shoot he every did.
"You can't be serious" she says with a mean stare.
"Oh yes I am" he says walking towards Lydia.
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It's over she think, he is going to fire her.
"Hi" he says holding a hand in front of him "I'm Stiles" he says smiling.
Lydia might have been really distracted by his beautiful brown almost gold eyes, because she takes his hand and stares at him lingering her hand in his. Until she realizes that she should say hi back. So she laughs nervously and says
"I know, I'm Lydia, th-the photographer"
"I know" he says laughing, while shoving his hand in his pocket. "Look I just wanted to let you know that I love your concept it's actually really original and fun"
Wait, wasn't he supposed to be a huge jerk?
"Oh, thank you that's really nice of you to say, I worked a lot on it "
"I can tell, I mean no one every talks to Erica that way, ever"
"I'm sorry that was really unprofessional I don't know what happened I just-" She stops taking because Stiles puts a hand on her bare shoulder and it's like all the air from her lungs left.
"Don't freak out it's fine, anyone who can tell Erica off is okay in my book" he says, and with that he leave not forgetting to wink at her before doing so.
she is left speechless, Stiles Stilinski just winked at her and he said nice things to her. She get's lost in her thoughts, and before she knows everyone is waiting for her to start the shoot.
The shoot starts and everything is perfect, the paint starts getting trowed, and Lydia feels really proud of everything she has done. The models are perfect and of course Stiles is too, every picture she takes is perfect and she can't get over how beautiful he looks in a suit covered in red paint. She tries to get this thought out of her head because she was a freaking professional.
"See I told you you would kill it" Allison says when everything is over and it's time to clean.
"Yeah, it was kind of amazing wasn't it? " Lydia says smiling at Allison.
"Kind of amazing? Lydia you-" Allison stops talking and her eyes go wide "Lydia don't freak out but Stiles Stilinski is walking towards us "She says putting her hands on Lydia's shoulders.
"You know for someone who has meetings with Naomi Campbell you sure are awkward.
Allison rolls her eyes at this comment "Hi Mr Stilinski" she giving her best smile "I hope you enjoyed the shoot"
"I did thank you, and thank you for having me" he says looking at Lydia.
He wasn't wearing the suit anymore, he was now wearing a simple jeans and a blue flannel shirt, is it possible that he looked hotter like that than in a suit. Lydia let's her eyes travel on Stiles' body when she hears her name being called.
"Earth to Lydia" Allison says
"What? " she says laughing nervously, because she was checking Stiles out and he might have seen that.
"I said I was leaving, so bye and Bye Mr Stilinski thanks again"
She then leaves the two together "I'm sorry I zoned out, I'm really tired" she says running her fingers trough her hair.
"What color do you call you hair" Stiles says suddenly keeping his eyes on her hair.
she looks at him surprised "Hm, well my mom calls it strawberry blond"
"I like it" while he says that the set starts clears up, they finally are left alone in the room.
"Thank you" her heart starts beating furiously, she is left speechless, so she turns her back at him and cleans her cameras, he then comes besides her and says
"Thank you for today, it was the most fun I had in a long time".
Superstar model Stiles Stilinski had fun on her shoot, how can it be the most fun he had in a long time, how can that happen he goes to big all those Hollywood parties all the time, but this shoot is the most fun?
"How so ?" she asked intrigued "Don't you do fun stuff all the time "
He smiles while looking down "Yeah well that's a story for another time"
Another time ?
"Anyway I should be going, it was nice to met you Lydia " he says walking backwards not leaving his gaze from her.
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When Stiles gets in his car the first thing he does is look at his phone, he has 3 missed calls from Cora.
He signs, here's the truth Stiles has a girlfriend, actually she is not his girlfriend not really. She is his press girlfriend, you know a fake girlfriend. Cora Hale famous actress dating famous model Stiles Stilinski. That was that, she was also his benefit friend. Everything is, well was clear between them until Cora started catching some feelings. She would call Stiles everyday, trying to know what he was doing, with who, she would even get jealous. Here's the thing, Stiles doesn't do jealous girlfriends okay, he just doesn't, so he broke up with her. Sadly she still didn't get over him so he was stuck getting phone calls from her every damn day. And since he didn't announced the break up yet he had to wait to date anyone else.
While stiles was trying to figure out what he could say to Cora, he sees Lydia walking to a car, struggling with some photo equipments. Stiles doesn't get interested in people in the first meeting, he needs time to see if he could actually like them, but when he saw Lydia, it was something else. He had seen pretty girls before, but this girl had something special, he had no idea what but he was going to find out.
"Hey.... can I help you with that ?" He says walking towards her.
Lydia's head snap back surprised "Oh no I'm fine" she says while trying to put everything she had in the hands in the trunk of her car, unable to do so she made everything fall. She let out a frustration groan while blowing* her hair out of her face.
"Yeah you're clearly fine" he says laughing.
"Yeah well if you hadn't distracted me it wouldn't have happened" She says dryly before realizing who she was talking too, dropping her gaze to her feet, she was ready to apologize, but before she could she heard a laugh.
"Okay so you're sassy" He says while kneeling collecting her stuff.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude" she says doing the same "It's been a long day."
"Don't apologize, it's fine, anyone who can match my sass is awesome " he says looking at her in her big green eyes. "I like your eyes" he suddenly blurts out. "I mean I..." he says his cheeks reddening.
What was happening to him, this never happen to him, he is normal calm and relaxed in front of girls.
"Sorry " he says looking down.
"You're sorry that you gave me a compliment?" She says giving him a seducing smile "Well if that makes you feel less awkward, I like your eyes too"
"Thanks " he says rubbing the back of his head
"Thank you for helping me stiles"
"Your totally welcomed" he thinks it's the end of it, so he starts walking to his car, when he hears his calling him, He turns back to face her.
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Damn it, she thinks why did I call him again.
"I mean.. would you " she stops herself, taking a deep breath before starting again, just to be cut by him.
"Are you trying to ask me out ? " He ask raising his eyebrows and smiling to her.
She laugh nervously "No, no I wasn't, I mean you have a girlfriend, so no I wasn't trying to do that" She's all over the place, and she wishes that she could disappear.
"So what were you trying to say exactly ?" he ask with a curious tone.
"Nothing, forget it" Lydia Martin doesn't get nervous, with guys, ever, It's not her. But when it comes to Stiles, whom she just met, it was like she lost the ability not to care. The fact that she could get rejected by Stiles Stilinski made her mouth dry, it really doesn't help that he was really sexy too.
"Lydia would you like to go get a cup of coffee with me tomorrow?" He says, like he was reading her mind.
she smiles, tucking her hair behind he hears "But as friends right? Because you have a girlfriend"
"Totally as friend, I have no other intentions then to be your friend" He says shoving his hands in his pocket.
"Wow, you suck at lying" she says walking up to him giving him her card, Text me where you want us to met. With that she leaves to her car leaving him to look at her.
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Stiles gets home only to get a phone thrown at his face.
"Ouch really dude" he says rubbing his hand on his face. "You can't just trow things at my face it's my money maker man"
"Cora has been calling non stop, it's midnight I have to work tomorrow make it stop"
"What she's been calling here too" He says annoyed, if he had know Cora was going to be so clingy he wouldn't have gotten involved with her in the first place. "Okay you know what Scott the next time she calls you answer and you tell her I'm dead".
Scott Rolls his eyes. Scott McCall has been Stiles best friend since he was in kindergarten, they went through everything together. Scott was there when Stiles was getting pick on, Scott was there when Stiles' mother died, and Stiles was there when Scott's dad's left. Scott is the first person Stiles called when he got his first shoot, and Stiles was the the first person Scott called when he got the kindergarten teacher position. They do everything together, Scott even decided himself to leave Beacon Hills behind to leave to L.A with Stiles 5 years ago. They are brother, so Scott has to do this for his brother right?.
"No dude I'm not getting involved, especially when I told you it was a bad idea" Scott says entering the kitchen, Stiles following him.
"But Scott she doesn't want to listen to me, how many times can a man break up with the same girl" Stiles says sitting down.
"I don't know but I have class tomorrow, and I want to sleep, Now that your here I can turn the volume down, so you can deal with it tomorrow, goodnight"
Scott always left the volume up on every phones in the apartment, in case something might have happen to Stiles, since he was always on night shoots.
"I met someone" Stiles says before Scott leaves.
"What? who? where?"
"I thought you were going to sleep" Stiles says laying back on his chair smirking.
"Well I was going to asshole until you said that, now I have to know who this poor girl is"
"Wow rude. Her name is Lydia Martin, she was a photographer on my shoot today, she is hot, like really hot, but also beautiful, she has the biggest green eyes I have even seen, and she has strawberry blond hair and-"
"Whoa dude, you just met the girl and you're already in awe of her." Scott says interrupting him.
"I don't know man she just.. something else I don't know how to explain it"
"Well maybe it's because she's really hot"
"Oh she's gorgeous, and I'm having coffee with her tomorrow okay goodnight" He says it fast and in one breath, while getting up to leave.
"You are what !, Stiles this is a terrible idea"
"What ! why?"
"Well you are "dating" Cora, do you have any idea how bad it can look that you have coffee with a other girl then Cora"
"I know, I know, I just really like her"
"Considering you just met her, I'm going to take that as you really want to hit it"
Stiles laughs.
Scott had a point, he did just met her, and yes he knows it kind of made him seem like a jerk but god she was just too gorgeous.
"Just don't do anything I wouldn't do okay" Scott says patting him on the shoulder.
Well that was going to be hard cause Stiles always got in trouble and Scott didn't. Stiles thought about it for a good five minutes, which is a lot considering he's more of an act first ask later kind of guy before texting Lydia.
-How about a breakfast and a coffee, meet me tomorrow at 10 at Pancake Glory?
He doesn't have to wait that long for her to answer, he takes his phone and reads
Lydia: Sure :) See you tomorrow, or I guess today.
-You're cute. he texts back
Lydia: I know, goodnight Stiles.
He smiles at her text. From that moment Stiles knew.
-Goodnight Lydia
He was so screwed.