(Your P.O.V.)
I felt even sicker.
"Let me bring you." Evan took my blanket off me.
"If I get up, I will puke." My eyes felt heavy.
"Here," He wrapped me up again in my blanket and picked me up, "Hold onto this." He gave the clean bucket.
I felt so sick down the steps I puked twice in twenty seconds. Evan set me in his car and dumped out the black from the bucket. He gave it back and shut my door.
"Could you turn on the air? I'm pretty hot." I took off the blanket.
"Yup." He turned on his car and turned the AC on. The air felt nice.
"Want something to drink?" He pulled up to a gas station.
"Get me a blue Gatorade." I was getting very cold fast.
He left the car on and ran inside. I wrapped in the blanket and set my head on the cold window. I dozed off and fell asleep. I woke up abruptly to a car door opening. Moving so suddenly gave me a headache and I threw up again.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." Evan set a pop and my Gatorade on his seat and grabbed my bucket.
"You're fine," I leaned on the window again.
He sat down and closed the door as I slept. It felt like a long car ride, but I passed out half-way there.
YOU ARE READING
Her eyes
RandomHey everyone! This is another X Reader book. It, (again), is a VanossGaming x Reader. You and your best friends, are just the type of kids who have each other and no one else. Your friend, Mac, is gay and Alex is rich and very nice. You have Heteroc...
