Editing Buddies

~Chapter 11~

Suzy, Arin, and Dan stayed a little longer till they had to leave and Barry was out getting himself a snack.
Your phone began to ring and you reached over for it, seeing it was your dad calling. Answering, you heard him talking to your mom, not noticing you picked up.
"Dad?" You asked, voice cracking. "Ah! (Y/N) honey! We just wanted to congratulate you!" Your dad said.
"On what..?" You asked. "Oh, give me the phone!" You heard your mom, followed by noise.
"Okay, honey, we wanted to announce and congratulate you on getting an interview with your favorite movie director!!" You mom announced. "What!? Wait, I don't remember..." You said, suddenly going into a coughing fit.
"Well, they saw a picture of you from when you modeled and wanted to interview you for a part in their new movie!" She laughed.
"Mom! I have a job here! Plus, I'm in no condition to go back to Hollywood.." You told her, but she didn't listen. "Your plane leaves next week, bye!" You dad said and they hung up.
You heard your hospital room door open and you watched Barry enter holding some doritos. "What's wrong, princess?" He asked as he sat down beside you. "Next week..." Was all you said. He hugged you, "We'll figure something out.."

.:Morning:.
You were woken by nurses, "Good morning, Miss (L/N)!" They said. They were two nurses, one blonde one brunette.
You just held your stomach. "It hurts.." You said quietly. "We know honey, but you're being discharged today. Mr. Kramer will arrive shortly to pick you up and take you home. With your new antibiotics of course." They said in unison, which creeped you out.

When Barry arrived, you hugged him. "I don't want next week to come..." You whispered and he patted your head. "Its okay. We'll talk more about it at home, okay sick princess?" He said and you nodded.
Barry got all of your medicine and drove you home. You went straight to your bed and Barry followed you, putting his keys on the coffee table. "Okay, what's going on next week that you don't want to happen?" He asked. "Mom and dad want me home. For an interview with a movie director who saw my modeling pictures. They want me to come back to Hollywood for a while, even though I told them I had a job here." You said, as Barry sat beside you. "Damn...." Barry said, thinking about what to do. "They already bought plane tickets too..." You said, going into another coughing fit. Barry began rubbing your back to soothe the cough. He grabbed your water bottle and pills, "Here."
After taking your medicine, you began to feel drowsy. "For now, rest up. I'll see what I can come up with." Barry said, laying you down and kissing you. He turned off your bedroom lights and closed the door quietly, as you drifted off.

.:Barry:.
I took my phone out after I closed her door and walked into the living room. I called up Arin.
"Hey Arin, we may have a problem." I said when Arin picked up. "What's wrong? Is (Y/N) okay?" Arin asked. "Yeah, she's asleep right now. The problem is that her parents want her home next week." I told him. "The thing is, they live in Hollywood. They already bought her plane tickets as well, meaning she can't decline."
"Oh... But she's needed here too!" Arin protested. "That's another thing, she already told her parents she has a job here. But they didn't care. They only cared about getting their daughter in for the movie interview."
"Do you think we can come? Like, maybe me, you, and Suzy? We can tag along with her that way, if anything happens, we're there for her." Arin asked. "Possibly. They apparently didn't say anything about her not bringing friends." I said.
"Okay, I can book us tickets for the same flight. When she wakes up, you can tell her, or keep it a surprise." Arin said. I heard Suzy say something. "I gotta go now, peace out!" Arin hung up.

Wait.... How do I tell (Y/N)..?

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Hey! I got a question for you all!

Do you think your parents are rich and famous or just normal freelancers?

Hmm...

~Stormi