all time low 》l.h

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Chapter Eight: What Was That?

I woke up feeling like a mess, my head hurts like hell and my body was shivering. I took a glance at my clock reading "8:17 AM". I stood up and grabbed my Adidas shirt and pair of sweatpants from my closet and took a warm shower. I thought after taking that shower I would feel a little bit better, but I still felt the same. I went downstairs and saw my brother watching TEEN WOLF?

"Am I dreaming or are you really watching teen wolf?" I looked at him shocked.

"You're dreaming." Michael answered as he quickly turned the tv off and turned to me.

"Ugh." I groaned as I sat down next to him.

"What's the problem?" He asked. "Are you sick?"

"Yes." I mumbled.

"I guess I have to cancel at Andy and take care you." He said and started to text her.

"What do you mean?" I questioned. "You have plans with Andy?"

"Yeah." He blushed.

"Wow."

"I know, wow." He said.

"Hey, don't cancel your date for me."

"But you-"

"I'll be fine."

"So it is a date?" I smirked.

"Yeah." He blushed again.

"So?" I said "GET READY!"

"Okay! Okay!" He said and ran upstairs.

I turned the tv on and scrolled through my Instagram, untilI was interrupted by a phone call from Matt.

"Hey, Matty." I greeted.

"Hey, Trissy."

"Eww. No."

"Whatever." He said. "Anyway, wanna hang out today?"

"Umm, I'd love too but I really have a bad headache and a weird voice." I said sadly.

"Well, if you want we can just hang out at your house and I can take care of you?" He asked sweetly. "And by the way it doesn't sound weird."

"That's so sweet of you, are you sure?" I asked again.

Damn he's making me blush.

"Yes, anything for you." He said.

"Alright see you."

"Okay, see in 20."

"See you." I said and hung up.

"MICHAEL?" I yelled, my voice cracking.

"YEAH?" he yelled back.

"Matt's coming over." I said and sneezed (gross haha).

"OKAY!" He said while going down the stairs.

"Leaving?"

"Yep." He answered. "Have you see my keys?"

"Ohh, I think I saw it on the kitchen counter."

"Thanks gotta go, I love you." He said and kissed my forehead and ran to door.

"Love you too!" I respond before I heard the door shut.

I stood up, went to the kitchen and started collecting the ingredients for pancakes and started making them. By the time I was melting the butter I heard the front door open, it's probably Matt.

"Matt?" I questioned.

"Yeah, it's me." He responds.

"I'm in the kitchen." I yelled.