The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences

"Alright, Y/N, you're doing quite well for what I'm seeing." Dr. Goodwin pats my shoulder. "We just need to take a little of your blood to be sure, though."

"And how are we going to do that?" I ask, realizing my question was pointless after seeing the needles in his pocket. I run out the door past my family.

David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko look at me weirdly. I open the hospital doors and scramble to find David's bike. He'd just have to murder me later.

I found it after looking in the most unlikely of places and swung my leg over, startling the nearby pedestrians. Paul flies towards me and David looks angry. "Shit."

I jump off the bike quickly and dodge out of the way of Marko who attempts to grab my arm. I slip away toward the trees. Out of nowhere, Dwayne appears and I ram into his chest.

"It's just a little needle, Y/N. It won't kill you."

"How would you know? You're a vampire."

"Just come down here, child."

"You're not my alpha."

"Sweetheart, you're making this more difficult than it has to be." Marko offers, grabbing my leg and attempting to drag my body down the tree I'd managed to wiggle up.

"Will you stop being childish and get the fuck down? You're attracting unwanted attention." Dwayne mumbles.

"That's it. If you won't come down, I'll make you." David starts to shake the tree and I topple to the ground, landing on Paul.

"What-OH MY GOD!" My arm was bent at an odd angle.

"AHHHH!" A doctor faints.

"Oh god." Marko pants.

"I didn't feel it until now. I'm gonna die."

David and Dwayne were forced to carry me back into the hospital, since the other guys were too disgusted to even look at it.

"What happened?" Dr. Goodwin asks.

"She fell out of a tree."

"I see. Lay her on the bed and get an IV started."

"Shit."