Supernova

Chapter 1

Y/N's POV:

I wake up, slightly dazed, with faces all above me, peering down. "Taking a good look? I know I'm attractive but seriously, take a picture. It will last longer", I tease as everyone groans at my joke and they go to leave. "No, wait. Bad joke. Don't leave", I plead teasingly, before screwing my face up slightly in pain. Elizabeth (or Beth as I call her) kneels down next to me. She's the bestest best friend I could have ever asked for. We've been best friends since my mom died when I was 8 and Beth's mom, Jarnette, was kind enough to take me in and look after me. 

"I'm just making sure you don't have a concussion, Y/N. You fell pretty hard", Beth tells me kindly and sympathetically. I fell off one of the stunt machines where it makes you look as if you're flying. Well, 'fall' makes it sound like I caused it, but actually it wasn't me being clumsy this time; the wire just snapped during training. "Follow my finger's movements" "I love your finger's movements", I say smirking, looking her in the eyes, winking at her when she finally looks back at me. Unenviably, it earns a roll of her eyes and a small tap to my forearm. I try to disguise my pain, however, I fail, and a faint groan escapes my mouth as I immediately begin to feel rather hot and sweaty as my arm pulsated. 

Beth scrambled to her feet, unable to fathom words, obviously a rush of emotions spiralling in her mind. It was evident she had no idea of what was happening. "Y/N? I barely touched her", she cried at one of the on-staff paramedics who comes to my aid. I nod at the man in thanks as he looks over my forearm, careful of where he touches so as not to hurt me. He then explains that I need to go to the hospital for an x-ray. Scarlett sighs and walks towards me, kissing my cheek. "You are such an idiot. Text me later, yeah?" She winks and leaves, swinging her hips as she walks away in front of me. RDJ then comes over and pats me on the head like a dog. "Come back soon kiddo, or we'll miss you too much!" The rest of the cast say their goodbyes and wishes of a speedy recovery as I get up to leave with the medic. 

Beth runs up to me and gets on her knees, hugging my legs. "Beth? What are you doing?", I ask, squatting down to her height. "I'm so sorry I hurt you! I just wanted a hug, but I'm too scared I'll hurt you again" Her voice breaks softly, and a tear threatens to fall. I lift her chin up to look at me again and play with her hair to calm her down. "Don't you worry about me. I'm sure it's just a fracture or something. And anyway, you didn't hurt me! You could never hurt me! I'm still coming round for dinner at your moms tonight and I'm thinking of staying over if that's alright? So maybe get out from between my legs so I can get checked up?" Lizzie continued hugging my legs, mentioning; "But I like being between your legs." I laugh knowing she meant it in a non-sexual manner and more as a comfort for her; being close to me. Beth loves hugs and just any touches. She's a very touchy-feely person. "You do know how that sounds, right?" I laugh, pulling her up to her feet by my good arm. She looks at me confused and I shake my head, chuckling at her innocence.

I kiss her on the forehead and walk off with the medic, physically cringing when I hear Beth shout from behind us: "Oh and when we're at dinner, we're going to have a lovely, not at all 'interesting' chat about Scarlett!" Well at least it wasn't just me that thought she acted a bit weird today.

Elizabeth's POV:

"Ash, have you set the table?", my mom asked as Ashley sprinted past her, yelling "It's MK's turn! I'm not dressed yet!" Mom rolled her eyes as she stirred the vegetables. Mary-Kate then came into the kitchen and finished setting the table with the good silverware.

The doorbell rang. "I'll get it!", I said enthusiastically, jogging to the door and opening it.

There she stood, in a black suit, hair perfectly framing her face and a bouquet of red roses in hand. "Well, you look dashing!", I complimented as she kissed my forehead. "I could say the same for you. But I won't", she teased squeezing my hand in hers. Her eye contact left mine as did her hand. Her gaze fell over my head, and she just smiled. It was Ashley walking down the stairs in a fabulous dress that hugged all her curves perfectly and matched Y/N's suit. I was only wearing the same outfit I had been wearing all day, as was MK and mom. Ashley ran down the stairs, careful not to trip in her dress and leapt into Y/N's arms. "There's my future wife!", Y/N expressed. "Miss Olsen, you look impeccable!" Ashley took the bouquet from her, winking as she flirted with my best friend: "I'll think you'll find it's actually Mrs Y/L/N. Well, once the papers go through" "Let the poor girl come in Ash. She hurt herself during filming", I said rolling my eyes as Ash became worried and pulled her inside. Y/N stared daggers at me, giving me the middle finger, exposing her bright blue cast around her forearm and hand. "I'm fine", she reassured Ashley. "Oh, I know. Your fingers still work" Winking, she walked away to the kitchen.