jack frost x reader

Stress is a bad thing.

I made sure to avoid Sarah after school and went the long way home. This isn't going to last long. But I can't just tell them. I sighed, all this along with homework. I bit my nails trying to find something else to think about. I swung open the door to the house and went upstairs. No one was home. I sat down on my bed. Nothing, I did nothing but worry all day and I can't stop think about what might happen. Wait is this what he wants. For me to be a ball of nerves and I've just pop on my own. Then it happened, my eyes fell shut as I fell to the floor. Something's going to happen, what am I going to do? hot wet tears fell from my face to the carpet floor. I can't do anything for anyone. I'm useless. I'm at my weakest point, falling to my side I blacked out.

I groaned at the sound of my name. I felt hot and a massive headache pounding in my head. I tried to sit up only for a pair of cold hands to hold me don.

"Slow down (Y/N)." I opened my eyes and saw Jack sitting next to my bed. Along with Sarah, James and Ryan.

"You have a temperature." Sarah was on the other side of my bed.

"What you told!" I shouted pointing a finger at Ryan.

"No I sware on my life, I got a call from Sarah that she found you collapsed on your bedroom floor. Ask your boyfriend." I then turned to Jack.

"Hey, they force me to tell them." I sighed. Not like I can do anything about that now.

"How much did you tell."

"Oh only that your immortal and some guy might come and kill us at any time." Sarah butted in proudly.

"So everything."I sat up, taking off the cold cloth on my forehead. I rubbed the back of my head.

"You shouldn't be out of bed." I sat up ignoring the comment from Jack.

"It's just Psychogenic fever." They all looked at me. I rolled my eyes.

" It's a stress-related, psychosomatic condition that manifests itself in a high body temperature. It is caused by exposure to emotional events or to chronic stress." My clothes were sticking to my clothes so I started grabbing out a different outfit.

"So is that good or bad?" I looked over at James, I smiled.

"It means I should be fine as long as I don't stress anymore than I am now. You're all looking am me like I don't know what I'm talking about. My father is a doctor remember."

"That's it you're staying home tomorrow!" I blinked at Sarah.

"But I can't my parents..."

"Your parents will see the state your in and...." She was stopped by a car door opening. There home, I can't have friends over. Wait what time is it? Crap 10pm. My eyes widened.

"Where home honey!" A shout from my mum was all that it took for my stress levels to rise. I tried to lock my door but it was swung open by my dad and mum coming through and then the staring contest began between my friends and them.

"Why are there boys in your room (Y/N)?" My dad glaring daggers at them. I started sweating again and my temperature was rising rapidly.

"I....uhhh." I couldn't speak.

"We came here because Sarah called us over about (Y/N) sir." James spoke. This isn't going to work.

"Yeah she's been stressed a lot recently and she collapsed on the floor." I stared at my friends than my parents. Dad walked over to me and placed his hand on my forehead.

"Oh god (Y/N) your on fire. Like liturgy your in the hundreds." As he spoke this only made me more worried about myself. My vision wavered and I leant on my desk.

"What happened to make you so stress (Y/N)? It can't be your school work.....Wait did something happen with you and your boyfriend?"

I shook my head.

"Why is that always the default question." I breathed out. Only just being able to see Jack standing next to me trying to calm me down. 

Dad made the others leave because it was apparently making me more stressed. I was force into bed just before I blacked out from the worry.