In the morning, I woke up to my stomach turning. I was not feeling well. I quickly got up, then fell back down, feeling dizzy. This time, I slowly got up and felt as if I were going to throw up any second now. I ran to the bathroom and kneeled down in from of the toilet and waited. It finally happened. I had no idea why I was feeling this or why this was happening. But then someone came in and crouched next to me, holding my hair and patting my back. "You'll be okay." It was Dan.
After I finally finished, dan got up and came back after a few minutes with a glass of ice water. "Thanks" I mumble trading a sip of water. "Are you feeling alright? " He asks. "I'm fine. I just need to lie down" I reply taking another sip. We head to the couch and I lay down, dan taking the water and putting it on the coffee table.
*** (from now on this will mean time skip)
Once I woke up, I noticed Dan was laying next to me and I had somehow shifted over to laying on him. I smiled a bit and started to get up. He started twitching a bit so I just lied back down. I look over to the coffee table and see my phone, so I carefully and slowly reach over for it.
I check Twitter and instagram. I saw so many posts about Dan and Phil that said things like
'Did they adopt someone?'
'What happened at the meet n greet?'
'Who was the girl with him?'
There were tons of those. After checking Twitter, I went on instagram and saw so many triggering things. I forgot to sign out of my private account. So I did that And signed into my normal one. I posted a picture that said,
'Sometimes bad things need to happen, for something good to happen'
After I posted the picture I just scrolled through my feed for an hour.
***
A few minutes after turning off my phone, Dan had formally woke up. It was about noon. "Morning sleepy head." He said, his voice sounding normal, which is odd." Really? I'm the sleepy head? You're the one who slept til noon." I reply, smirking. "I've been up on and off. And each time, you were the one sleeping, not me."
Before I had a chance to say anything, the door opened, and shut. Phil coming into the living room saying" finally! You two are awake. Geeze. I was worried you died." He said smiling. "Nah. Just tired." Dan says. I smiled at him. "Well, if you two are hungry, I brought home some stuff for tacos!" Phil says trying to imitate a salsa dance. "Do you plan on having salsa with it?" I asked sarcastically, wiggling my finger at him. He fake pouts and heads to the kitchen. "So, how are you feeling?" Dan asks me, looking straight. "Eh. I'm okay. I have a massive headache though." "I can get you some Tylenol if you'd like." I nodded and sat up So he could get it.
***
"TACOS!!!!!!" Phil screams, interrupting the movie Dan and I were watching. "Ugh, dammit Phil! We were just getting to the scary part!" I rolled my eyes at him and got up, but falling back down in the end. "Hey, slowly." Dan says, helping me. "Thanks..." I said, finally able to move on my own.
We sat down to eat our food, and I surprisingly ate one full taco, while they both ate two... or three. "Is that all you're going to eat?" Phil asked stuffing the last of his taco into his mouth. "Yeah, I'm still not feeling well." I reply, drinking some water. "Well, if you don't get better by tomorrow, we'll have to take you to the doctors to get you checked." Dan says. My eyes widened. I CAN'T go there. They'll find out. "I- I can't." I finally say, ignoring their eyes. "Why not? If you don't, you might get really sick." I thought about it for a moment. "I'm sorry, I just can't." I get up and speed walk to the bathroom.
***
There was a faint knock on the door. I got up from the toilet and wiped my mouth. "Yes?" I ask, voice full of worry. "Are you alright? You really don't sound well." Phil says through the door. "I'm fine. I just need to lay down." I flush the toilet and brush my teeth before heading to the couch, but before I could get there, I faint.
A/N heya dudes! So, I know this one sort of sucks. But... yeah. I had two tests today. I'm basically writing this on the bus in the morning, and after school on the bus. Its 4 PM rn lol. I suck. I know. But hey, at least I'm updating! Okay, I should probably go since my stop is next. Bye!!
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