The trapboys are all living together.
They are getting ready to record a video but Sam is no where to be seen...
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(Colbys POV)
"Has anyone seen Sam?" Corey questioned looking around.
"Nope, I haven't seen him since last night" Jake replied, curious on where Sam could be.
"I'll go check his room" I said, walking upstairs. I knock on his door and get no response so I walk in. The atmosphere in his room is hot and ill-smelling. I go over to Sam's bed and find him lying there, pale as fuck and covered in sweat. I put the back of my hand up against his head and immediately feel a radiating heat caressing my hand without even making contact. I run downstairs to get a cold rag and medicine.
"Did you find him?" Corey asked, approaching me in the kitchen.
"I did," I say, running the cold water, "no video today sorry guys" I announce to both Jake and Corey before walking back upstairs. I approach Sam again and place the rag on his head. He let out a long sigh before settling back into his deep slumber. I go to open a window and remove him from the covers in hopes of cooling him down before I hear Jake and Corey come into the room. I put my finger up against my lips, telling them to be quiet and they leave the room, understanding the situation. I sit on the bed beside Sam, shaking him awake, medicine in my hand.
"Huh" he says, eyes closed and half asleep.
"Sam" I respond, sitting him up and resting him on my shoulder. He was like a radiator, absolutely boiling. "Drink this" I feed him the medicine with his eyes still closed before resting him back in bed. I walk downstairs again to grab a thermometer before Corey approaches me.
"Is he good?" Corey questioned.
"I think so, he's fucking boiling though" I replied, walking back to Sam's room.
"Tell him I said to get well soon!" Corey shouted up.
I sit back on the bed and check Sam's temperature.
102F?!
I was about to leave to grab some water for him when I feel a hot grip around my wrist.
"C-Colby" Sam said, sounding weak, his voice dry.
"Yeah" I replied
"Stay with me" he pleaded, eyes still closed. I feel my cheeks go red. I lie down beside him and wrap my arms around his hot body, feeling a sense of comfort, allowing myself to fall asleep almost immediately.
I wake up in Sam's bed, except I'm alone. Its 2am and upon recalling what happened a couple hours before, I began to worry about where Sam could be. I leave his room to see the bathroom light on so I knock.
"Sam?" I say, waiting for a response. Again, I get nothing so I open the door to find the poor guy leaning on the toilet seat, covered in vomit, just fast asleep.
Sam..
I take off his vomit covered shirt and and wipe his face before picking him up and carrying him back to bed. I grab the medicine and feed it to him again before heading to clean up the bathroom.
(Sam's POV)
I wake up to feel my head and throat throbbing. I sit up slowly and look around for water. My body felt hot and cold at the same time and my heartbeat was thumping in my head. After an unsuccessful search I stumble out my room to find Colby in the bathroom.
"How are you feeling man?" Colby asks, approaching me.
"I need water" I manage to say, as talking feels as if someone is scraping a garden rake against the back of my throat. I begin to feel really dizzy and my eyelids begin to flutter, my ears ringing so much it felt like they were bleeding. Upon hearing Colbys calls, I reach out to him before everything went black.
(Colbys POV)
I watched as Sam swayed from side to side as if he was drunk.
"Dude are you okay?" I yell running to him before he collapsed in my arms. He was scorching hot, hotter then before and I began to panic. I yell for Jake or Corey as I didn't want to leave Sam on his own. Finally, Corey came through the door.
"Yo dude, call an ambulance" I say to him as he frantically dials 911.
I paced the waiting room of the hospital, waiting for news about Sam. Jake was fast asleep and Corey was on his phone.
"Dude relax, he just has a high temperature" he says to me in an attempt to stop my pacing. I couldn't help but worry about him. Finally, a doctor came out with some news,
"Hes fine, you did the right thing bringing him here though. If his temperature was 5F higher, he could've died from brain complications" hearing that made my heart drop. I'm then told to head home and rest and that they would call when they have updates. I was way too worried about Sam to go home so I stayed in a hotel 5 minutes away from the hospital.
7am
My phone is ringing.
Who the fuck could that be?
I picked up the phone. It was the hospital.
"Are you Colby Brock?" asked the doctor.
"Yea?" I replied, exhausted.
"Your friend is ready to go home so you can come and get him whenever" I immediately put the phone down and raced to the hospital. Upon arrival, I look for the room that Sam was in. Finally spotting it, I race in to find him sat in his bed reading a book.
"Sam!" I yelled before hugging him tightly.
"Colby dude!" he responded, hugging me back. I began to cry of relief and happiness.
"Don't you ever fucking do that to me again dude." I say through the sobs.
"Chill I won't" Sam says chuckling.
When we arrive home, Corey and Jake are asleep so me and Sam head upstairs.
"Can I uh, sleep in your room?" Sam asks, "I just don't wanna sleep in my gross and sweaty bed". I grab his wrist and drag him into my room, locking the door behind us. I shove Sam against my door and stare at his big blue eyes.
"C-colby?" he says, bright red. I put one hand against the wall and the other on his cheek, caressing his lips with my thumb before kissing him passionately. I bring my hand from the wall to his waist and push myself closer up against him. We stop kissing for a moment as I take off my shirt. Sam traces his finger across my tattoo on my chest, sending shivers down my spine. I pull him in to kiss him again, our tounges dancing with eachothers.
"Colby" Sam moans, trying to breathe. I pick him up, still kissing him, and carry him to the bed. I hover above him, burrowing my head into his neck, kissing it gently.
"Colby" he moans tiredly. I lie down next to him and he rests his leg across my body with his arms across my chest. I continue kissing his head, face and neck until we fall asleep in eachothers arms.
I love you sam.
