The janitors closet- Quackbur

Ch 10: "Date..."

Quackity POV:

I didn't know what was wrong with me. I was vomiting and was constantly unable to walk. Both of my dads were out for the day and wouldn't be here until midnight. They called to check up on me but I faked it and told them I was fine. I laid on the couch to try to find ways to not be bored. I looked at the time and it was 5pm. I tried to called Karl to get my mind off it.

 "Hello?" An energetic voice said on the other side.

 "Hi Karl..." I said groggily. 

 "Oh my gosh! You sound horrible!" Karl said shockingly. 

 "Yeah, I've been vomiting since this morning." I said while trying to keep myself together.

 "Do you need me to come over?" Karl said with a worried tone.

 "If you're not busy then I'd like that." He said he'd be there in five minutes and we said our goodbyes. I looked at the ceiling while trying to keep myself together. I'm totally a goner. I felt like disappearing right then and there. I was telling myself to live for all my friends. Then I thought of Wilbur. Having him here would make my life so much more bearable. What was I even thinking? I felt kind of embarrassed from the sudden thought. I felt my face heat up and then I heard a knock on the door. I slowly got up and after almost tripping, I opened the door. "Hi Karl..." I said with my eyes closed.

 "It's me, dumbass." A british accent spoke. I looked up and my face flushed. Why did I keep blushing so much? I like Wilbur, but I don't think i've ever blushed when talking to him. I tried to say something but ended up coughing and almost falling on the floor. Wilbur catched me and picked me up while seating me on the coach. "I didn't realized how light you were." He said while smirking and rolling his eyes with his arms crossed. 

 "You're just jealous you don't get all the men and ladies." I spoke. My brain was on full autopilot. I couldn't think about anything right now. 

 "Is that so?" He said while smirking. Weren't you the one who just blushed when you saw me? " He said while cocking his head to the side. What was with Wilbur today? He acted like a completely different person. I looked away from him and mumbled something. "What was that?" Wilbur said while inching closer to me. I turned to face him, only to see him inches away from my face. I felt my face heat up and my mouth turn dry. 

 "U-uh," I tried to speak but no words came out. I looked away. "Why are you even here Wilbur?" I asked. I sneezed and Wilbur sat on the floor while staring at me. 

 "I came because...because... Why can't I remember?" Wilbur said. I looked at him to see him thinking about something. He closed his eyes for 10 seconds and then opened them. He stared at me and instantly backed away. "Q-QUACKITY?! WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHERE AM I?" He frantically looked around. 

 "Dumbass, do you not remember what happened like, 1 minute ago?" I said sarcastically. There was no way he wasn't joking. 

 "I-I remember Tommy telling me that I should go to your house because you were sick. And, he made me drink something that he got from his room. So, now i'm...here?" He said confusingly.

 "Wait, do you remember what the color of the drink was?" I asked suspiciously

"It was a purple-ish pink." He said while rubbing his forehead. I was shocked.

"I actually works!" I chuckled while standing up from laughter but tipping over instantly. A hand grabbed my waist and stopped me from falling. 

"You shouldn't be jumping around. stay on the couch." Wilbur said while looking at me dead in the eyes. I had just realized how his eyes were a grey-ish brown and he had a worried expression on his face. His hair slightly covered a side of his face and he had beautiful round glasses. "Quackity? Are you okay?" He said, which jolted me out of my thoughts.