On My Mind ♥ (Cody Simpson Fan Fiction) [COMPLETED!]

"We're just friends!" {Chapter Seven}

I woke up in my bed, to my head throbbing. I looked at the clock. 4:28am. I heard snoring. Must be my step dad. I went to get up to use the washroom, but I tripped over something. A body.

“Oww!” The person said, curling up into a ball.

“Cody?!” I asked.

“Yeah!” He said.

“Why are you here? At 4:30am?!”

“I needed to see if you were okay!” He explained.

“What do you mean? What happened?!” I asked.

“Maggie, you passed out.”

“Why?!”

“Your mom said something about not eating right. I heard a scream, so I rushed over here as soon as possible.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I-err. You’re my friend. Yeah. You’re my friend, and I care about you!” He said.

“Oh. Right. A friend.” I sighed, but not loud enough for Cody to hear.

“Yeah. So are you okay?” He asked.

“Yeah I guess. My head is pounding though.” I said.

“Want me to go get your mom?” He asked.

“No. I’ll be fine. I just need more sleep. That’s all.” I said.

“Maggie. Your mom said you weren’t eating right. She said you threw up last night. What’s going on?”

“Nothing. I just-I don’t-I’m just not really hungry.”

I honestly don't know how to explain it. I'm just never hungry.

“Then why did you throw up last night? Did you make yourself throw up?” He asked.

“NO. I don’t know. I just had this really sharp pain in my stomach and I went to the bathroom and puked, so I went downstairs because my throat was burning, and my mom felt my forehead and said I was burning up, so she told me to get a shower, so I got a shower, then when I dried off and stuff, I felt really dizzy, like the room was spinning, and I dropped to the floor…I had no control. I really don’t know what’s going on.” I said, remembering.

“Want me to take you to the doctor?”

“No. I’ll be fine! Really. Maybe my mom’s right. Maybe I do need to eat better.” I said.

“You sure?”

“Positive! Now can I go back to sleep?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“K. You can leave now.” I said.

“No thanks.” He smiled.

“Well why would you wanna stay here with me?” I asked.

“Just in case you pass out again. I don’t know.”

I sighed. “Fine. But don’t snore again.” I said, climbing back into bed.

“I don’t snore!”

“Cody. I heard you.”

“I have no control over snoring.”

I sighed again. “Fine. Goodnight.”

“Night, angel.”

“Why do you like calling me angel?” I asked.

“I don’t know. Just a habit I guess?” He said.

“Why? So used to calling other girls angels?” I asked..