Coconut Fever (A TWINCOCONUTS FANFICTION)

Chapter 2: Nauseous

Jay was in a field of flowers, butterflies were dancing in the breeze. He didn't know how he got there, but man it was a nice day. They rarely got those in England. But where was that awful noise coming from?!

"Jay!" A voice out of no where called to him.

"Not now," Jay replied, he wasn't ready to leave yet.

"Jay! Wake up now!" Harrison practically yelled in Jays ear.

Jay woke up with a start. He had been dreaming. He turned off the alarm clock that was making the awful noise and rubbed his eyes.

"You overslept!" Harrison said, "C'mon it's already 8:30. We are going to be late!"

Jay jumped out of bed and swayed a little on his feet. Everything was spinning. His head was pounding, like a band of bass drums in a echoy room.

"This is going to be a GREAT day", he thought warily.

Jay staggered to the bathroom, washed his face, and took some Advil.

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Harrison looked at his brother waddling to the kitchen. He didn't look too good, in fact, he looked like he just got hit by a cement truck and then thrown off a cliff.

"Are you feeling alright, Jay?" Harrison asked with concern edging his voice, "You look horrible!"

"I'm fine. Just got a banging headache", Jay moaned.

Inside, Harrison didn't buy it, but he shrugged off the feeling and grabbed his coat.

"Alright, then let's go! Don't want to miss the presentations", Harrison bounded out the door while Jay followed behind more slowly.

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Harrison pulling into the college parking lot when he looked over and saw Jay asleep.

"How late was he up last night?" Harrison asked to himself. He knew Jay didn't do very well when he didn't get enough sleep, even for one night. Usually it was just drowsiness and maybe a migraine, but this was abnormal. Jay wasn't the type of person to just randomly fall asleep in the car.

"Jay! C'mon bro, let's go!" Harrison nudged Jay awake, "we're late!"

Jay groaned and stumbled out of the car. All he wanted to do was go home, curl up on the couch with a nice cup of tea and sleep. But he knew he had to present that project. His final grade would be in a world of hurt if he didn't,so Jay decided to tough it out until the end of the day.

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It wasn't until he just finished presenting that Jay felt like he was going to throw up. The dizziness was finally getting to him and making him nauseous. He excused himself and ran to the bathroom, where he emptied all his stomach contents into the toilet. After he was done, he realized that he needed to go home. He looked at the clock, only 10 minutes until they were done for the day. He could wait that long.

When Jay arrived back to class, he saw that everyone was done presenting and was taking a break. He went back to his seat and saw Harrison walking toward him with concern etching his face. Jay didn't want to tell Harrison how he was feeling. Harrison was about to say something to him when the bell rang. Everyone rushed out of the room and into the hallway. Jay got up and walked with Harrison to the car.
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They were just getting into the car, when Harrison started questioning Jay.

"Are you sure your ok?" He asked.

"Harrison! I told you, I'm fine!" Jay responded annoyed. He didn't feel like talking right now. His head hurt, his stomach hurt, and he just felt exhausted. It was then he felt like he needed to throw up again. He upchucked out the window and groaned.

"Yeah, I can see that you're perfectly fine", Harrison said sarcastically, "how long have you felt like this?"

"Since this morning."

"And how late were you up last night?"

"4:30."

Harrison shook his head. That explained Jay's headache and crappy mood this morning, but it didn't explain the throwing up. Harrison had a feeling that this was more than just sleep deprivation. He noticed that Jay was looking flushed and a bit sweaty. He put a hand on his forehead and pulled it back in alarm.

"Holy crap, Jay! Your burning up!" Harrison started the car, "Your going straight to the couch when we get home."

At this point, Jay didn't care what happened to him. He just felt so bad and just wanted to sleep, so he shut his eyes and didn't open them until they got home.

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