"Pillow Buddy" ✔

You Don't Put Pasta In A Vegetable Soup

Chapter sixty-five: "You Don't Put Pasta In A Vegetable Soup"

I moved to the master's bedroom and lay myself on the bed to mimic Cloud who was already on the bed at the other end of the call "So are we gonna talk like this until you fall asleep?" I asked him

He nodded slightly "Probably, it is quite hard to break a new habit of sleeping beside you"

My heart skipped a beat for a moment and I was surprised at myself that I could even do that "So how is your photoshoot today?" I shuffled on the bed and grabbed my hotdog pillow to cuddle
I hate to say this but I miss his warmth, this new feeling is odd and is scaring the crap out of me

Cloud rubbed the side of his jaw and sighed, I can sense he is super tired "The photographer is so fucking demanding, I have to do many poses that I feel like I almost broke my back at this one pose he thinks was the perfect way to show the t-shirt"

I chuckled "He did?"

He nodded quickly and he proceeds to show me what the pose was and Cloud was right, the pose could break anyone's back if they are not flexible enough. Cloud is flexible I will say that in all honesty because he used to join the gymnastics once and continued doing everything they have taught him

"So today Jane asked me what your favorite food was"

"So what did you tell her?"

"I told her you liked Chili but she said you didn't even eat chili before" I explained to him everything she said to me and I even told him every food that we assume he likes

I lay flat on my belly and used the pillow to elevate myself a little bit so it wouldn't be uncomfortable to hold the phone while talking "Nobody knows who you really are"

He looked puzzled too but then he finally caught the memo that he is confusing a lot of people "But you know who I really am, right?" He asked me with hope in his eyes

My lips formed into a thin line and looked away "Even I don't even know who you are" I told him in a quiet voice in the softest voice possible so I don't feel too bad at telling him the truth

"Oh" he was visibly upset and I braced for myself at the guilt wave that will come to wash over me "I see, well it cannot be avoided. I am picky in telling people my likes and dislikes" he added

"If you don't like the chili I can stop making it if it makes you uncomfortable"

"What? No! I like the chili you cook. I just don't like the way other people make the food they offer to me, I'm choosy about my food and yes I don't take pride in it" he explained himself to me with a panicked voice, his eyes don't seem like he is lying so I might trust him on that

We talked for a good 3 hours before I could see him yawn loudly that I almost mistook it as a yell "You're finally sleepy"

His half-closed eyes were now starting to shut "But I don't want to end the call" he complained

"You'll see me in two more days just hang tight, you got through those years of sleeping without me. You'll do just fine I just know it" I optimistically assured him, his eyebrows furrowed and he looked upset
Why is he upset? Is there something wrong with the way I said my sentence?

I mustered up a small smile and waved at the camera "Sleep tight Marshall, talk to you later"

"Bye Angel" he waved to me at the camera before I end the call, if I let him end the call first it might take a while and he cannot sleep then. He does have another photoshoot for tomorrow so he needs a lot of energy

I put my phone down beside me to roll myself to lay on my back as I face up at the ceiling, my hand unconsciously rested at my chest where my heart was beating loudly. It was beating at a fast rate but I didn't even do anything that could make it beat this fast

There was this mix of worry and confusion that took over my thoughts, I am worried about Cloud's condition because his insomnia will act up and he might have a hard time with his health if he keeps this up. My confusion is as to why am I acting this way, I don't worry about him this much before and I didn't even care about his likes or dislikes so why am I even curious about him?

I am imagining up all the scenarios that may go down while he is still in Barcelona, the first thing is his panic attack and the second is his stress levels from modeling that might affect his sleep schedule
But then again he has all the time he wants to flirt with beautiful models and have a blast there so why am I this worried anyway?

I shrugged off this worried feeling and fell asleep after I finished reading the book that I didn't continue after the swimming competition

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I woke up with a splitting headache and my entire body feels tired like I didn't take a proper nap even though I slept for a full 9 hours, I did my best to sit up but it made my headache more worse. There is also one more problem, it's my red day too. Fuck.

Trying to quickly change into a new pair of undies and wearing a tampon, I thank myself for waking up already because there is nothing on the bed and there was only a red dot that just appeared on my undies that is now in the laundry

I checked my temperature and I got a high fever
What the hell?! I don't even remember doing something to make me this sick

My first thing to do is message my sisters about it in our group chat and tell Alice that I'll be skipping school today because of my fever, Brie volunteered to buy me a pack of tampons since I only have one tampon left and I used it already. I explained to her how she can get into the penthouse

For some weird reason Nick gave all of my sisters his number and it turns out to be a great idea since Brie will call him so she can use the key card to make the elevator work, I waited for her to arrive and I could hear the doorknob turning and Nick's head poked in with a grin on his face "Hey gorgeous"

"Hi handsome" I smiled lazily at him, Brie stepped in along with Adeline and Wendy "They both wanted to come" Brie told me as she gestured to them both

Wendy checked my temperature while Adeline went to the kitchen with Nick, Brie took out the tampon and I told her where to put it in the bathroom "Thank you"

"No problem, get well soon Penelope everyone at home is worried about you" Wendy side hugged me like the lovable little sister she is, we were catching up to all the things that happened back at home when suddenly we heard Adeline yelling "NICK, YOU DON'T PUT PASTA IN A VEGETABLE SOUP!!"

Wendy giggled along with Brie "Adeline now has formed a habit of yelling at Nick" Wendy let out

"Does Nick visit our home?" I glanced to Brie and she nodded "Those two have a lot in common but in the end, Nick sometimes gets on Adeline's nerves and she would constantly yell at him"