My Lost Girl (Ouat PeterPan Fanfic)

Chapter 42

I sat there taking deep breaths of fresh air, I felt much better but I was still sniffling and coughing "Peter?" I asked looking over to him, he looked at me with worry in his eyes "yes love?" "How come your not feeling light headed and falling all the time?."

He looked down at the ground with confusion and back at me "I'm not sure I guess I don't have it as bad as you do" he said grabbing my hand "oh well u don't want you to catch more of what I have" I pleaded.

"I really don't care Blake, I only care about you" he pouted "I know but I care about you and I need you to stop kissing me and being near me" I pleaded " never" he demanded "Peter, I just need you to not to lay with me in the same bed and I need you do be at least 20 feet away from me" I pleaded more.

"No Blake! I'm never leaving your side of you have problems then we deal with it together" he demanded " I'm not asking Peter I'm telling you" I demanded back pulling my hand away from him as I coughed again.

"Stop being so stubborn and just do it for me" I pleaded as I moved the chair a bit far away from Peter " I'm already sick" he pouted "I know but you don't have as much side affects as I do" I said.

I threw up next to wear I was sitting, I heard Peter sit up and was about to stand up "Peter don't!" I demanded wiping my mouth, I looked over at him and he grunted while he laid back down in the chair.

" I'm going back to bed, my bed so if you come with you are sleeping in your bed" I demanded as I stood up, " fine" Peter rolled his eyes, I slightly chuckled and tried to walk to the house.

I fell a few times but I made Peter stay back even though I knew he wanted to walk over and help me up but that will make it worse for him. I laid in bed and faced Peter as he laid in his bed in the other side of the room staring at me.

I texted my mother to bring two buckets into my room, when she came in my room and dropped the buckets beside both of our beds "you two are sick aren't you?" She asked as she sat down next to me feeling my head "yeah but I have more side affect then Peter."

She walked out and brought the both of us a cold cloth and put it on our foreheads " thanks mom" I smiled before I coughed again, "have you ate soup?" "Yes we both have and I threw my up" I said as she kissed the top of my head by my hair " ok get your rest" she said as she walked away.

I looked over at Peter and he was laying on his back as well starring at the celling, I looked up at the celling and flipped the cloth over " this is totally how I wanted to spend my week with you" I said with a chuckle " yep, this is going to be a fun week" he chuckled back.

"Well he your rest" I said as I closed my eyes "ok love, good night again" he said with a slight chuckle " good night" I said in a whisper as u faded into a sleep.