I had my head down the toilet, puking my guts out.
For fuck's sake.
Urie--
Yo why you not in?
Me--
ICH BIN SICK!!
Urie--
Tf does that mean
Me--
Ffs I'm sick
Urie--
Ok well I hope you get well soon ^=^
Me--
Will do
I got extremely bored just laying in my bed with nothing to do, especially since staring at my laptop and TV made me feel sick. I just put on Kerrang! and turned it louder when Twenty Øne Piløts came on.
I ended up in a slumber most of the day, waking up again at around 4pm, because Patrick came into my room.
"ScarletIneedhelpbecauseIboughtaringbutIdon'tknowhowtoaskPete."
"What?" I asked grumpling, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.
Patrick gulped and locked my door, then knelt next to my bed.
"I-Um...I bought a ring...but I-uh, don't know how to...ask...him..." He mumbled.
Their was a happy nervous smile on his face, but also a nervous look that begged me to help him.
"Put it on a pizza." I suggested.
"Thank you thank you thank you!" Patrick said without hesitation, and got up and was about to kiss my cheek and other various areas of my fact before I stopped and him.
"I'm sick."
"Oh yeah. But thank you so much!"
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The Death Of A Bachelor - Brendon Urie teacherxstudent fanfic au
Fanfiction"Not a lot of people can say they're in love. But not a lot of people are in love with their English teacher, either,"
