Teen Wolf X-Reader

Chapter 2

An ambulance. A boy. Two paramedics.

 Your hand was clasped together with the boys. You couldn't know him, right? You haven't even gotten to your new house yet. You don't have any friends from this town. Who was he? Your face was wet with tears. Your side was killing you, it hurts so bad. It's so cold, why must it be so cold? A chill went through your body. He let go of your hand, and within just a moment a warm jacket was placed on top of you, it felt comfortable. Your goosebumps went away, but fear flooded you even more as you come to your senses. You heard a constant beeping noise, it got faster and faster. Your breathing became difficult.

"Calm down." A small gentle voice said to you. 

You took a big breath, then tried to calm down a bit more. The ambulance came to a stop and you were rushed into a building.

I'm just the girl that moves every other year, you thought. Why hold on? You had your left hand being held by the same boy. They got you into the hospital and his hand slowly let go of you. "YOUR DAD IS GOING TO BE OK!" He yelled as you were being sped down the hall. 

My dad! You thought in your head. You tried to give him a thumbs up, but your arm wasn't working, and seeing wasn't easy either. Your eyes were slowly fading. You now realize that life may be too short, but it seems that people care. You fight to stay awake, to be brave. You and your father need to be okay. So that your mom is okay. You remember the day they got married.

You smiled and fell asleep to the sound of more footsteps, more running footsteps. You need to fight if you didn't, your father wouldn't be proud. "Dad, I'm fighting for you." You finally said and then you were gone.

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Your eyes are closed, and your body has shut down, but your hearing is perfect. 

"Scott, please do it for me, help her." The boy from earlier, that same voice. 

"Stiles, why is she so special, do you even know her?" So whatever a 'Stiles' is was the one who found you, it sounds like he is right next to you, and the other man too.

"Please." The boy that saved you said. His voice slightly cracked. The other boy cupped my hand in his tightly. The pain from your body slowly escaped and the hands grasping yours started to get slightly shaky. My other hand was being held by the 'Stiles'. I opened my eyes, not knowing what to do, and too curious not to do anything.

 "Stiles her eyes." He said. "Oh my god... They're blue."

Your eye's were certainly not blue, your eyes were a mix of colors, mostly brown but considered to be hazel. 

"What are you talking about?" You asked both of them, they were shocked at your question. 

"Are you saying you don't know?" The other boy said. 

"Scott. Wait for her to actually wake up first." The life-saving boy said.

"So your Scott, I'm (Your name)." Scott looked almost, happy. He smiled at you. "I would say I'm Scott but you already know that heh" he chuckled. He let go of your hand like nothing ever happened. "And you are???" You said to the boy still holding your hand. 

"Oh, I'm Stiles, sorry if I confused you with my blue eyes statement." You still held onto his hand even though he was a complete stranger. "It's fine I think I owe you one, ya know.. since you saved my life. Wait, where is my dad?" You sat up and tears filled your eyes with memories from last night. 

"Whoa, relax he is fine- he is in much better shape than you are currently in. He only has a fractured arm and he's a little scrapped up. No worries." Stiles said. You looked him in the eyes.

 "Can I at least see him?" You wanted to confirm his safety, to confirm they weren't lying for the sake of your health. You let go of his hand showing that you mean business. You were slowly starting to sit up. 

"No, you need to stay here and rest," Scott said to you.

You started to cross your arms, about to make a snappy statement when the pain rushed back to you, making you hiss loudly in pain. They both moved closer to you, holding your shoulder, and keeping you steady. 

You lifted up the gown to see the bandage, gasping with confusion. "Wh-What h-happened? ho-w?" You felt so confused it made you shaky with anxiety. Stiles slid right beside you, sitting on the bed, and laid the upper part of your body on his. While holding you, he told you that you were okay and that you were safe. Someone barged through the door into your room. 

"(Y/N)?" You looked at the person. "Mom?!" Your Mom and Stiles switched places. You didn't let go of her all day until you fell asleep that night, only 24 hours after the crash. Scott left eventually, but Stiles stayed there with you the whole time.

The next morning you woke up with your Mom across the room stirring coffee. You saw Stiles sleeping in an awkward position on the couch his hair all messy. Cute.. no.. adorable. You realize you said that out loud and your mom was staring... 

"Uh, (Y/N) are you okay?" You smiled while still looking at him. 

**NOTE**
Hi! This is Haille from 2023 :)
It's been years since I've written this story, so I'm currently going back to fix typos and perhaps structure it better so it's easier to read. Then MAYBE I'll continue writing it.. since apparently, it's so popular!

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