Hot Mess- Teen Wolf (Dylan O'Brian)

IV

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Dylan's POV

My head was pounding. I didn't want to open my eyes and face what I knew was going to be a massive headache. I didn't really remember what happened. I was just messing around on my phone, next thing I know I'm in an ambulance with someone stitching up my head. 

The makeup people for Teen Wolf aren't going to be too happy about this new look... I guess Stiles is just going to have to get some sort of head injury. Poor kid. 

I groaned. The sounds of the hospital were too loud to ignore. Machines operating, sirens blaring, people talking, nurses walking. I opened my eyes and it was too bright to see anything. The hospital was a faded white. There were patterned tiles on the floor. I pulled myself to a sitting position. 

The IV was still attached to my arm. I ran my fingers along the tubing, contemplating pulling it out. It was Sunday. I really didn't want to spend my last day off hanging out at some stupid hospital. 

"Go ahead, pull it out."

I jumped a mile, head spinning to find the source of the voice. She was curled up in the chair on the side of the small hospital room. Her curly hair was ratty and messy as if she had just woken up. Her makeup was smeared under her eyes and her clothes were wrinkled. Despite all of this, she was one of the prettiest people I had ever seen. 

"Well, are you going to do it or not?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. "It really doesn't hurt that much. She held up her arm. 

I winced and turned away. "What does blood make you queasy?" She said gleefully and laughed. 

"I'm glad you find it so funny."

"Well Darren, Sometimes things are just so depressing around you, the only way to deal with it is to laugh." She motioned around the clean sad hospital. 

"It's Dylan." 

"Sorry Darren."

She threw her head back and laughed again. 

"I'm sorry, I never caught your name?"

"Oh, I'm Sara."

"Well Sara, Mind telling me what the hell you're doing in my hospital room?"

She bit her lip and looked away. "About that..."