Pov Noof
Suddenly I wake up all sweaty. I think I've got a fever... well, that's what happens when your brother dumps you on the highway at night without a blanket or anything. Then I feel an unpleasant feeling, the feeling that I have to... I run as fast as I can to the bathroom and vomit all my body contents into the toilet. Fucking hell...
Apparently I'm making a lot of noise with all that puking, cause a moment later, Liam stands in the bathroom doorway, he looks a bit shocked. 'Jeez, Noof... what bad luck you've got...' he says while he kneels next to me and he holds my hand while I throw up even more. 'Liam, I feel s-sick...' I say a bit confused by everything that happens right now. Liam gives me a big hug and then I look at the clock, it's fucking half past four at night.
Liam puts me on the edge of the bath and tidies up the bathroom in the meantime. I also threw up all over the toilet seat, wow... I didn't have to say that... SORRY! Then Liam picks me up and puts me in his bed, and then I fell into a deep... deep... s-sleepp... zzz.
The next morning...
I wake up to scary noises, they come from the bathroom. For a moment I look around and realize that I am not in my own bed at all. I look next to me, and there is a still sleeping Liam, so that is of little use to me either. I look next to me and there is also his phone on Liam's bedside table. I click on it and then see that it is half past eight in the morning, phew, I thought it was witching hour, then I would have really freaked out, hahaha... Again I hear the terrifying sound. It's starting to get quite scary now. 'H-hello?' I start, 'i-is anyone there?' Then the door to Liam's bedroom opens with a jerk. Niall stands nonchalantly in the doorway, wearing only his pajama shirt and boxers. 'Noof? What are you doing here?' I shrug my shoulders, but then I remember tonight again. Niall looks to the left side of the bed for a moment, where Liam is lying. 'Hhm...' he mumbles. Then Niall walks towards the bed and puts his hand on my forehead, it is quite cold so that scares me. Niall takes something out of his pocket and hands it to me, it's a thermometer. 'Put this in your mouth,' he says and turns it on for me, after which I put the thermometer in my mouth. After waiting about half a minute the thing beeps, 39.8 degrees fever, the thing says.
Hellooow everbody! Sorry for no post for a long time, but I was quite busy... tho the activity week... but yeah, hope ya enjoyed the chapter! Bye! Xx
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nobody's perfect
Teen FictionThis story is about a boy named Noof. He's fourteen years old and has a horrible live. His parents hate him, basically for one reason only; he's not perfect. Noof has four older brothers who all live on their own, so he is completely alone. One day...
