Mitch's POV:
I wake up the next morning feeling a little strange. I came back from Ashley's house after the movie was over last night, and I've been feeling weird ever since.
I hope I'm not getting a cold. I think.
I sneeze.
God dammit.
I stretch before getting out of bed, sneezing once again. I go into the bathroom and see I look a little pale in the mirror. I ignore it and brush my teeth before going downstairs. When I get down, I grab the milk and cereal for breakfast. When I sit down to eat, Jerome comes into the room and stops short in his tracks.
"Mitch, are you feeling okay?" he asks.
"Oh yeah, totally. One hundred percent." I say, sneezing.
"You sure about that bud?" he asks, coming a little bit closer. I look down into my cereal bowl.
"I may or may not have gotten what Ashley has." I mumble.
"And that would be..?" Jerome asks.
"A cold." I state, coughing.
"Well, I'm outta here." Jerome says, hurrying out of the room. I laugh, but it's more of a hack. I finish off my cereal and pull out my phone. I see I have a text from Ashley.
A: How are you feeling?
M: Shouldn't I be asking you that question?
A: Well yes, but that was before you decided to kiss me while I was terribly sick.
M: Point taken.
A: So answer my question.
M: Honestly, I'm not feeling too hot right now.
A: I knew it! Now I've gotten you sick and you have to suffer as I am :( Now we both feel like blah, god dammit!
M: Yeah...probably should've listened to you last night. Can't say I regret it though ;)
A: Not yet you don't, but you will.
M: We'll see about that :)
A: More like know but ok :)
M: Well can I at least see you today?
A: I'm not sure. I woke up with a high fever and I threw up. I'm beyond blah, I am shit.
I stop texting to laugh at that last message.
M: Good to know. That'll probably be me tomorrow.
A: Exactly. But if you REALLY want to, we can be blah and shit together. <3
M: Sounds good to me. THE BLAH IS COMING.
A: THE SHIT IS WAITING.
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When I get to Ashley's apartment, I see that she's wearing sweat pants and a tank top. She's pale and has bags under her eyes to go along with her bandaged foot. Regardless of his, she smiles at me when I answer the door.
"Why hello Blah." she greets. I smile, not wanting to laugh because I know it wil hurt.
"Hello Shit." I say, walking in.
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More Than Friends: A #Mashley Fan-Fic
FanfictionMitch and Ashley have been friends for over a year now, quietly hiding the love that burned deep within each of them. What happens when it finally comes out? With Ashley's troubled past, will they be able to finally become more than friends? #Mashle...
