I (Accidentally) Kidnapped 5SOS

Chapter 31: Fevers and Movies

Chapter 31: Fevers and Movies

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I woke up at eleven, which was the norm now since I went to bed at midnight. I knew that something was wrong immediately. My throat felt like it was clogged up with some suspicious liquid, my entire body was burning, and my nose was running. I wiped at it instantly and coughed harshly. Some of the suspicious liquid ended up in my hand, and I cringed in disgust. Great, I was sick.

I rolled out of bed and trudged to the bathroom. The cool air felt great on my hot skin, but it made my eyes water. I grabbed a Kleenex box and blew my nose and coughed a good amount. I tossed that tissue away before grabbing a new one to wipe my eyes.

How did I get so sick so quickly? I had felt fine before. Maybe Michael had given it to me. I had been pretty close to him yesterday. I grimaced at the thought and pushed it away.

Then I realized why I was sick. It was because Ashton had sneezed on me! It had to be! He had infected me with his boy germs! Ugh, I was going to gut him for this!

I didn't feel very hungry, so I returned to my bunk without breakfast. I drew the curtain shut but kept my blankets bunched up around my feet. I was so hot, the last thing I wanted was to be wrapped up in something designed to keep me warm.

I buried my face in my pillow just as I felt another cough coming on. I sat up and grabbed a tissue just in time. I wadded it up, but I didn't know where to toss it. There was a garbage can around the corner, so I poked my head and hand out and tried to throw it. I missed by a long shot. Oh well.

I felt absolutely disgusting. My forehead was beaded with sweat, the palms of my hands were clammy, my clothes and hair were pasted to my body, I was coughing up some gross gunk, and my nose wouldn't stop running. Even if I didn't normally care about how I looked, I definitely didn't want anyone seeing me like this. Finally, some alone time at last.

"Reese!" Allison yelled.

Or maybe not.

"What?" I rasped in reply, and I was hit with another hacking cough.

"We need you!"

I groaned and dragged myself out of bed, wrapping my blanket around my entire body until I looked like a mummy. I even covered my nose and mouth. The only things showing were my watery eyes, so hopefully the others wouldn't find out that I was sick.

I had to hop to the kitchen since my legs were practically bound together. I leaned against the wall and glared at everyone. Allison looked annoyed with her arms folded over her chest and her eyes narrowed dangerously. The boys looked slightly exasperated, and Luke was clutching RJ to his chest. Nobody looked surprised by my choice of attire.

"What-what's going on?" I asked, stifling a sneeze.

"She refuses to make bacon," Michael said.

"Make it yourself!" my crazy ex-friend snapped back.

"We already told you, we don't know how!"

"Honestly, the last thing you want is one of us near a microwave or oven," Ashton warned us. "If we have the opportunity to catch something on fire, it'll happen."

"Have Reese make the bacon," Allison huffed. "I'm not your maid or whatever!"

I snorted more from the irony than sickness. "You guys don't want me cooking anything. I'm going to bed."