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Losing your voice (Jack Gilinsky Imagine)

I've been sick with a cold since last week. I'm not talking about just a sniffle and sore throat. I'm talking keeps you up all night stuffy nose and feeling drunk because your head is so dizzy you keep falling over. I might sound kind of dramatic, but trust me I'm not. To top it all off my parents were on a business trip so I was home alone. Thank god my boyfriend Jack has been coming over to check up on me.

I was currently lying in my bedroom too dizzy to get up, when I got a text from Gilinsky saying he was here. I told him it was open and to let himself in.
"(Y/N), babe I'm here!" I heard him scream from downstairs.
I tried to say "I'm in my bedroom." But all that came out was a croaking noise. Fuck.
My voice was now gone. I grabbed my phone that was sitting next to me and shot Gilinsky a text.
(Y/N): I'm upstairs. Just lost my voice. Doors open :)
My boyfriend must have received the text because I heard him yell, "Coming babe!" Followed by his loud footsteps coming up to my room.
Jack walked into my room to see me wrapped up in one of his sweatshirts, with Netflix on, and about four blankets on top of me.
"How's my baby girl doing today? Any better?" He was just about the sweetest guy in the world.
I shook my head no and just pointed to my throat, since I was clearly unable to respond.
Gilinsky nodded.
"Well, we need to get you better then don't we? You've been sick for too long and I miss seeing the smile on your face that I love so much. So, how about some tea then yeah?"
I just nodded my head slowly, with a sad look on my face.
My handsome boyfriend went downstairs to make me some tea. I was very thankful to have such an amazing boy in my life.
I felt my eyes getting heavy now. I suddenly grew really tired and decided not to fight it anymore. I covered myself up with my comforter and closed my eyes, quickly drifting off to sleep before Jack came back upstairs.

GILINSKY'S P. O. V
I walked back up the stairs with green tea and honey for (Y/N). It was her favorite. I reached her bedroom and turned the knob of the door and walked in.
"Hey (Y/N) I got your-" I cut myself off because I realized she was sleeping. Even though she was sick and not feeling well, she still looked beautiful. I walked over to (Y/N)'s bed and set her teacup down on her bedside table so she could have it when she woke up.
I slipped my shoes off of my feet and sat down on her bed, laying next to her, kissing the top of her head.
"Sleep tight, princess."

Eep. Okay so no idea if this is really good or really bad. Lol. Let me know in the comments. Fun fact: I actually wrote this when I was sick and lost my voice haha. Hope you lovely people enjoyed.
Xx
Ari