Bruises (Hat Films and Yogscast)

Chapter Seven

(Alex's POV)

I woke up next to Ali. She was sound asleep and her ginger hair was a complete mess. She looked very pale as well. I put my hand to her forehead and immediately took it off. She was burning hot! I felt her shift under the covers and her crystal blue eyes fluttered open. 

"You have a fever. So i'm staying home and taking care of you. I'll get Ross and Trott to take off as well. They have been working their butts off lately." I said to her. All I got in reply was a small cough. She closed her eyes again and started to shiver. 

"It's cold, Alex." She whined pulling the comforter above her head. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, leaving the bed. I quietly closed her door and went downstairs to find Ross and Trott in the kitchen.

"Okay. You guys are taking off work, because I have no idea how to take care of a sick person." I said truthfully. Trott laughed at my comment, while Ross rolled his eyes. 

"Sure, mate. Who's sick?" Trott asked. I face palmed in my head. What other person lives here  besides us.

"Ali. She was burning up, and I rarely get sick... so..." I trailed off. Trott nodded and got up from where he was sitting. He reached into a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of pills. He walked to Ali's room, leaving me and Ross. 

"I may or may not have gotten an adorable picture of you two from last night." He chuckled. 

"What did you do?" I asked, now annoyed. He smiled and showed me his phone. I immediately wanted to strangle him. The picture was of me and Ali from last night. We were hugging each other, still asleep. "What the f***?" I exclaimed, reaching for Ross' arm. He quickly avoided the grab and walked out of the room and into the living area.

"What's wrong with it? Don't wanna get caught being soft?" He teased, sitting on the couch. I sighed and joined him. 

"It's not that... I just don't know what the fans will think..." I trailed off. Ross looked at me like I was crazy. 

"Your sister is amazing. She's hilarious and pretty and talented and-" Ross threw a hand over his mouth, keeping the rest of the words a secret. I smirked at him and shifted into a comfier position on the couch. 

"You like my sister?" I asked him. He nodded slowly and I laughed. Ross Hornby, one of my best mates, liked my sister. I was fine with it,  but it was weird. 

"Are you mad?" He asked timidly. 

"No, it's just weird. I mean... You're one of my best friends and you like my sister. I'll gt used to it I guess." I said. He nodded and a smile formed on his face. I smiled as well.

"What are you mother f****** smiling about?" Trott asked us, joining me and Ross on the couch. 

"Nothing... Nothing important..." I smiled, picking up the remote and changing the channel.