Across From Me (A Stydia Teen Wolf AU Fanfiction)

Chapter Two

After a long and hazardous day at work, as which I worked as a nurse at the closest hospital to my small Manhattan apartment, I flopped on my taupe sofa and switched on the television, gazing off into whatever was on. I didn't care, I was so awfully tired my eyes were already begging to shut. I let them, but unfortunately I was quickly interrupted by a string of commotion outside my door.

At first I ignored it, but eventually it got unattainable. Whatever was happening, the stomping, the dropping, it was incredibly irritating.
I sighed and went to the door, and I flung it open.
" Is something wrong?" I asked whilst rolling my eyes.
A dark haired boy turned around from the threshold right across from mine.
" Oh sorry, was I being too loud?" He raised his eyebrows.
" Just a little," I said sarcastically, smiling.

I noticed all the cardboard boxes scattered around him.
" You moving in?" I tapped on my metal doorknob with my maroon painted fingernails.
" Yes indeed, I kept dropping all the boxes, I'm pretty sure I broke half of my stuff." He stared down at the boxes.
" Well, I guess you're across of me." I laughed, glimpsing at his door which read 19, mine being 20.

" What's your name?" He asked, stepping closer to me.
" Lydia," I tipped my head up to look at him, he was very tall next to me, since I'm only 5'3.
" What about your last name?" The boy added.
" Martin, what about you?" I nodded my head, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was.
" Stiles." He put his hand out, and I shook it.
" Stiles... I've never heard of that one." I tucked a strand of my red hair behind my ear.
" See, it's not my actual name, I got it from my last name, long story." Stiles explained fairly fast.
" Oh so, Stiles is your last name?" I questioned.
" No no, my last name is Stilinski." He chuckled.
" Okay well hello Stiles Stilinski, I'm pleased to have you as a neighbor." I gave him a smile, still leaning on my door.
" Me too."
" So, do you want me to, uh, help you out with the unboxing?" I asked to be friendly.
" Oh, yes, that would be great!" He gestured.
I walked over to his side of the hallway and picked up a box which was surprisingly light, it was probably full of pillows or something.

One by one, we hulled in each box, settling them on the beige carpet.
When we were finished, Stiles went ahead and opened one, and breathed out unhappily when he saw the contents inside.

I walked over and saw a stack of plates, all shattered, sitting inside the box.
" That's most likely the one you dropped." I half smiled, knowing it wasn't funny, but couldn't help it.
Astonishingly, he laughed.
" Thank you, anyways, Lydia." Stiles rested his hand on my shoulder.
" No problem." I reached up and squeezed his wrist reassuringly.
I then strutted out his apartment, and right when I got to mine and almost shut the door, I heard his voice call my name.
" Lydia Martin." I heard him say to himself.
I cocked my head out the sliver of area my apartment was still visible to him since the door was not completely shut, waiting to see what he wanted. He was shaking his head, looking quite out of it.

" Such a pretty name." He grinned, and went into his bedroom.
Stiles' words made my cheeks flush into a rosy pink.