Dont Leave Me

Fourteen

I run into the bedroom and get dressed. I lock the door behind me and drop my towel, finding an outfit.
I get dressed and put my hair in a messy bun after doing some light makeup.

I turn back out of my bathroom to leave and I see JC, my door still locked. My mouth drops agape. He's just sitting on the bed smiling.
"JC, how long have you been here?" I ask nervously.

"From the time you walked in." He holds back laughter and I feel my cheeks flush red.

"Its okay, your hot." He says again.

"That doesn't fix the situation, Justin." He gasps.

"You only call me Justin when your being serious." He frowns.

"Because you know JC there is such thing as privacy."

"Not when your a couple!"

"Yes, I'd rather get dressed and shower alone."

"Where do you think babies come from Rosie?"

"I don't want a baby yet, and I'm not ready for the process of making one yet." I say truthfully.
I didn't understand why he was acting this way lately, it was creeping me out a little bit.

He nods. " I get where your coming from. "

"Good." I also wanted a ring on my finger before children, it just seems more responsible and a better influence on children, in my opinion anyways.

"Rosie, I feel a little oozy again."

"JC, are you serious?" I frown. This sucks, I really want him to feel okay.

He nods. "I'm beginning to think your pregnant." He laughs.
"I'm serious Rosie I'm gonna vomit." He warns.

"Quit being sick!" I yell.

"Not really something I can control."

"I can't kiss you if your sick."
He looks at me with a sad face.
"Oh screw it, I wouldn't mind a little sickness here and there if I get to continue to kiss my handsome Prince." I say and kiss him.

"Pain meds." He requests when we pull away.

"JC you already had those today, you need to be careful." It's been three hours since he had the other pills, actually a couple hours longer but I was still paranoid.

I hand him a water bottle and his pills and he takes them.
He seems to want them a lot. I'm starting to wonder if he'd becoming an addict.

2 hours after JC feels fine, that's what he said anyways.
From him and I kissing, I hadn't felt sick at all I actually felt really healthy.
Maybe it wasn't contagious. Either that of the pain was from his leg traveling up and making him dizzy.

"Can we go party?" JC stumbles almost as if he's drunk.

"Are you drunk? I push him backwards.

" I'm JC." He makes hand movements.
Tayler walks in the door holding a smelly Kian up.

"I thought they went to get hats?" I ask Tayler.

"No, I found them in their car with a case of beer." Tayler laughs.

"TAYLER JC ISNT SUPPOSE TO DRINK ALCOHOL AFTER SIXTEEN HOURS SFTER TAKING THOSR PILLS, HE TOOK THEM FIVE HOURS AGO." I scream, I didn't know who I was screaming at but I was scared.
I looked up what to do if this happened online and it said nothing really happens, thankfully.

Once we go upstairs into our bedroom JC was still very intoxicated.
He began kissing my collar bone.
I push him away.
"Quit JC, your drunk."

"I am not, I'm JC." He rolls over laughing.

"Jesus." I whisper.

"JESUS!" he yells flopping across the room.

"JC, dude, chill." I push him back onto the bed trying to get him to stay there.

"You can't fool me." He puts his hat on backwards.

"JC what-" he cuts me off.

"I SAID YOU CAN'T FOOL ME, IM A GANGSTER." he yells.
I started laughing.

He continued to say stupid things like that until he passed out on he bed fluently mumbling things such as
"Bluhg" or things close to it