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#87 Laurens~Gym Class

Request: Can you do a sick!reader x Laurens fic where the reader has passed out and they're at the ER. Lots of fluff please! I passed out today, we don't know why. I need John cuddles. Pretty please?

You take a deep breath as you walk down the steps to the track. You have always hated PE, even when you just played dodgeball. Today, your coach thought it would be a good idea to have everyone run a mile. After spending forty-five minutes in the weight room. There was no way you could be less happy.

"(Y/N)?" your friend asks. "Are you okay?"

You nod. "Yeah, yeah."

She sighs and walks with you. "If you need to take a break, I'm sure coach won't mind."

"I'm fine. Trust me."

You get down to the track and start off at a jog, not wanting to overwork yourself. After about the first lap, you start to feel dizzy, but you ignore the feeling. "Three more laps," you whisper. "Three more laps."

The edges of your vision turn black, but you keep running, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself. You're not quite sure what happened next, but you wake up in a bed that's not your own.

"Where am I?" you ask, sitting up to look around the room.

You see your boyfriend in the corner. "(Y/N), you're okay!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Where am-wait-is this the hospital?"

"Yeah. You passed out during the mile. Coach took you the nurse, who took you to the hospital to make sure you didn't have a concussion. Thank God, you're okay."

You lean over and give him a hug. "Thanks for coming."

"Anything for you."

(A/N: Sorry this is bad. I've been busy)