Jetlagged - afi

"Hottie sandwich"

//5// hottie sandwich

I did it, I wrote something. Ps this is like a couple of weeks after so yeah.

I pressed my hand up against my mouth and tried suppressing another cough, even though my throat began getting tighter and tighter. Before I could hold it in anymore, I coughed violently into my hand and squeezed my eyes shut.

"I really think you should go to the doctors." spoke Ashton, walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

I tried to not look at him, so I just rested my head down onto a pillow and whilst hugging onto it tightly.

"These cough sweets will work just well enough." I spoke, popping another minty sweet into my mouth.

"They don't do anything, you really need to go to the doctors so we're going."

"But why?" I moaned(not that type of moaned), turning around and staring straight at his hazel brown eyes. We both shared an eye colour, mine being more green and changing a lot, and his being straight in the middle of hazel and green.

"Because you need medicine."

"Why do you care if I take medicine?"

"Even though we only share a hotel room, I need to care for you. If I was back at my hometown, I wouldn't ignore it if my roommate was sick. So we need to get to the doctors so that we know you're okay."

My heart just swung all the way around and began pumping faster. He cares for me. He cares.

"You care about me?" I say, my checks burning crimson.

"Yeah. And ever since I accompanied you all along the way from Australia to here, I feel like I've known you for ages." he scratched the back of his head and picked up some clothes, walking into the bathroom once again.

I smiled, feeling butterflies in my stomach. I like Ashton. He's so sweet to me. He cares and looks after me. I think we were meant to meet. I think it was destiny. We have been growing closer and closer together since the period incident, and I feel like it was always meant to happen.

I walked up to a bookshelf painted in white, and picked up a book that looked interesting to me.

"The Maze Runner." I mumbled.

I sat down and began flipping through the pages, catching small quotes from each sentence that my eyes scanned through. I heard the door open and I didn't move a muscle. I just sat there, reading.

It's funny how whenever I assume that it's housekeeping, I'm always wrong.

I felt the bed dip and turned around, seeing a tall man with blonde hair and blue eyes staring at me. He smiled and I just stared. Why am I so awkward? He took a piece of my medium ash(ba dum tis) brown hair into his fingertips and putting it behind my ear.

"What you reading?" I snapped out of my gaze and turned over to the cover of the book, marking the page that I was reading with my finger.

"The maze runner."

"You read fast."

"Not really, just skipped to this page." I spoke, trying to avoid the hair that was falling in my eyes.

That bathroom door opened wide as Ashton walked out and watched at us. I was skimming through each sentence and the man was looking over my shoulder.

"Hi, Luke."

"Who's Lu-"

I turned around and saw that Luke and Ashton were having some sort of conversation, without wanting me to hear.

"Luke is gonna crash with us for a few days."

A few days? Oh no, I do not like being in the middle of a hottie sandwich. But then again, a few days.

I sighed, placing the book onto the floor and covering myself with the blankets.

"Going to sleep so soon? I was just meeting you. Plus, it's midday." spoke Luke, sitting in the edge of the bed.

"Yeah, I was gonna take you to the doctors just now."

"Doctors?"

"She's sick."

"Oh."

I turned around, facing them.

"Chill out. I'm just a little bit jetlagged"

a/n

Sorry this sucks ass. I've been piling up on lots of drafts and I know someone has been waiting a long time for me to update. I'm sorryyyyyy.
Shoutout to @jellyplush for being supportive af. Love ya. Bye. lol I might write something tomorrow.

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