Champagne Supernova

"Where are you Stiles?" Lydia muttered to herself as she paced up and down in her room. She had phoned him at 9.30pm asking him to come over because of the full moon, he had promised he would be there at 10pm but it was now 10.45pm and Stiles was nowhere to be seen. "Maybe he just got caught up." She tried to reason with herself although she knew it was a load of bull shit, Stiles was never late unless something bad had happened. She tried phoning again but it went to voice mail. She rubbed her face with her hands and pulled his hoodie around her tighter. She scrolled through her contacts and was about to phone Scott when the door bell rang. She flew down the stairs and opened it to see Stiles. Well at least she thought it was Stiles...

"Sorry I'm late..." He said before he practically collapsed into her arms.

"WHAT THE HOLY HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!" She screeched as she managed to drag him inside and up to her bed. His face was several different colours and his forehead was bleeding as well as his split lip, his right shin looked like it had been caught in a blender and there were 5 rips through his coat on his stomach that had too much blood coming out of them. "I need to take you to the hospital." Lydia said as she started to dial 911.

"You can't, Scott's Mum isn't there and they'd have to phone my Dad." He managed to get out, "It's not so bad, and I just need some bandages."

"No you don't I'm pretty sure you need stitches but I can't really tell and your left arm is sitting at a funny angle..." Lydia said pausing.

"Okay... what if you try to fix me up and if I look like I'm about to die THEN you phone 911?" Stiles said through gritted teeth, even talking were hurting him.

"I really don't know..." Lydia replied quickly. The logical side of her told her to phone the emergency services but the other part said it could potentially make things a lot worse.

"Please..." Stiles managed to choke out trying to battle away the pain induced tears, "Dad can't know about any of this, not yet."

"Gah, fine. Okay let me go get the first aid kit." Lydia said sprinting downstairs. She also grabbed a load of her Mum's pain killers to try and make it easier.

"Thanks..." Stiles managed to choke out from her bed.

"I'm letting Allison know though." Lydia said quickly as she sent Allison a text saying to just come straight up to her room and the spare key was under the pot.

"Sure if it means I won't bleed to death I hold no objections." Stiles joked but Lydia could see the strain of talking starting to wear him down.

"Right... I can do this." Lydia said trying to convince herself, blood wasn't really her strong point. She tried to see the damage of Stiles chest through the t-shirt but it was pointless the material just kept springing back into place. "Okay take off your shirt." Lydia said point blankly.

"Bit forward don't you think?" Stiles replied with a smirk.

"Just because you're practically dying it doesn't mean I won't hit you." Lydia said helping him sit up.

"Point taken." Stiles said trying to remove his jacket but wincing in the process.

"Oh take 2 of these," Lydia said chucking him the bottle. "They're pretty strong so I will not take anything you say seriously." Lydia said warning him.

"Fine but can you at least put the TV on to take my mind of it?" Stiles asked after he downed the pills.

"Sure." Lydia said picking up the remote. "OH THE O.C!" She exclaimed.

"Lydia, I appreciate your love of that show but we're in the middle of something..." Stile said as he unbuttoned his plaid shirt.

"Oh yeah right." Lydia said helping him unbutton his top after seeing the pained look on his face. "Jesus Stiles..." Lydia said seeing the 5 claw marks stretching from his left hip to his right shoulder. "How are you not dead?!"

"Well, I like to think that the universe wouldn't be able to manage without me." He said jokingly.

"Of course." Lydia said as she got an antiseptic wipe out of the little green box and tried to clean up some of the excess blood.

"Ow." Stiles muttered under his breath. She could hear him take sharp intakes of breath.

"I'm sorry..." Lydia said as she made her way onto the second claw mark.

"Why it's not your fault, it's the bloody twins' fault."

"No I'm sorry that it hurts when I clean them you dumbo." Lydia replied not making eye contact.

"Oh. Right because you only need to apologise about sleeping with one of the psychotic murders." He said with a giggle, well the pain killers had set in.

"I will slap you Stilinski..." Lydia warned as she made her way onto the fourth gash.

"Do you say that to Aiden?" He retorted with another giggle.

"I'm going to blame the drugs here, okay?" Lydia said not meeting his eyes as she knew her cheeks were beetroot red.

"Why do you still hook up with him?" Stiles asked as Lydia reached over him to get the bandages.

"Because..." She started but she wasn't able to finish. "You need to sit up." Lydia said. She gently put her hand on his back so he was in the right position.

"You see my point," Stiles started as Lydia placed a dressing on each of the gashed before she bandaged him up, "You could do so much better."

"Like who?" Lydia asked as she placed another dressing on.

"Me," Stiles replied with a happy grin. "If you think about it we're already like best friends so it would be pretty much the same except that instead of me thinking about kissing you I could actually kiss you and instead of me mentally telling you how smart and beautiful you are I could tell you and if you think about it logically it makes sense" Stiles said with a smile.

Lydia didn't know what to say so she continued wrapping the bandage around his body her face only a few centimetres from his as she past it around his back. "You think I'm beautiful huh?" She said with a small smile.

"Hell yeah, you're so beautiful you make meteor showers look ugly." He said smiling; his hand reached up and stroked a spare piece of her hair behind her ear. "Because you are beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence"

"Did you just quote Augustus Waters to me?" Lydia said in barely a whisper, his hand still on her cheek.

"Yep..." Stiles said leaning towards her, "got a problem with that?"

"Nope. Definitely not." Lydia whispered as their lips got closer.

"Lydia what's goi-" Allison suddenly said appearing in the door way. "OH." She said turning around as Lydia quickly jumped away from Stiles.

"Stiles hurt his self and now he's drugged up on painkillers..." Lydia said walking over to Allison.

"Oh so that's why you guys were about to make out?" Allison said trying not to laugh.

"No it's because I quoted a book character to her and now she finds me sexually attractive." Stiles said giggling from her bed.

"I um am going to go get a glass of water." Lydia said as she quickly hurried out of her room.

"Yeah you do that." Allison said laughing.

Lydia surprised herself though by actually being quite disappointed about the fact that Allison had walked in on what had almost happened because she felt like should should get a free pass on Stiles kissing HER because SHE would never kiss Stiles Stilinski now, would she?

I hope you guys liked that! Also please feel free to give me prompts or anything and also please review and favourite and all that Jazz if you feel like it! Thank you for reading and you should all check out the Stydia fanfic 'Don't Tell' it's super amazeballs.