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(Ages:
T:13
C:14)

*Tweeks POV*
I sat up, and immediately my head started pounding, I felt like it was going to explode, thank god it was Saturday..
I groan and walk downstairs, feeling my stomach turn and hitting me with a huge wave of nausea. Shit!

I immediately run to the trashcan and throw up everything I ate the previous night. I was wondering where mom and dad were, then I saw the little sticky note in front of the coffee pot, their at work.
I then heard the door bell ring and I hesitantly walked over and opened it, there was Craig, standing at the door.
"Tweek? You okay? You look pale!" Craig said with a worried look on his face.
"Not feeling well.." I said with a scratchy voice.
"Go lay down! I'll take care of you!" Craig said enthusiastically. He's such a Dork.

"Craig.."
"You'll get sick if your around me.." I said while trying to back away from him
"I don't care! Just lay down on the couch and I'll make sure your okay!" Craig said while dropping his bag and pushing me gently to the couch and putting a small trash can beside it.
"Sleep honey, if you need anything I'll be right here."
"Can You get me water?"
"Of course coffee bean."

As I laid on the couch, head pounding, Craig brought me a cup of ice cold water and 2 Advils.
"Just take them slowly, don't force it, just take your time babe." Craig said while stroking the back of my head gently, as I half sat up on my side.
I was able to choke it down without anything coming back up thankfully.

"Good job honey, now just rest while I heat up some soup!"

The day I was miserable, but with Craig it made it at least a little better..
He let me lay on him, which I liked, I was freezing even under 3 blankets and Craig was warm.
I hated the idea of him getting sick too, but he kept insisting.
"How do you feel honey?" Craig asked quietly, slightly lifting up.
"Still the same..not good." I replied with no strength, I felt real bad.
Before I knew it, I was throwing up once again into the small trash can.
Craig rubbed circles on my back and pulled pieces of my hair behind my ear once again.
"Why don't you go take a hot shower?" Craig said while handing me a damp rag to wipe my mouth.
"Too weak to stand.." I said while slowly laying back down on him.
"Bath?" Craig said while sitting up.
"Mm..guess- agh! So."
Craig helped me up and guided me to the bathroom, he helped me run The water and then after he stayed right outside the door in case anything happened. It was sweet.

Once I was done, Craig had given me one of his shirts, which I liked,
They smelled like him, and
I put on some old baggy sweatpants.

For the rest of the day we rested around and watched red racer, Criags favorite.
Even though we were being lazy all day, by 8PM, we were both dead asleep on my bed, and I was feeling much better.

(Ahh I'm not sure who this was suggested by but tysm whoever did! It was super fun to make!
I should have another cheater out by Saturday night and if I don't I'll just do 2 chapters on Sunday!!
Thanks for reading!!

Word count: 587

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