Past (H2OVanoss)

Part 3 - The video

The last update August 22? Well, I'm terribly sorry! 😱😅 Read it slowly and cherish it. Enjoy ^.^
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He moved again, and I was immediately grabbing the bucket, when he opened his eyes. Slowly, he blinked, looking around. I put a empty bucket right next to the bed, returning back to the ground with my controller.

"M-morning," he mumbled silently, and I gave him a quick look.

"Morning."

"I feel... awful," he whispered, slowly sitting up.

"You should be. There's an aspirin for you, if you want, and I brought a drink for you. And if you want to puke again, there's bucket for you," I informed him, paying attention to my game.

"Thanks. What happened?"

I would love to lie, but he's going to see the video anyway.

"I couldn't find you since we separated. And I texted you, but you didn't reply," I started.

"Sorry."

"I met a few football players, so I end up running right towards the hellhole. I met Evan, who..." I paused myself, recalling how he looked like, and mentally slapping myself.

"You met Evan?" Craig asked slowly.

"Tyler walked in, saying there was some kid getting naked. And then I got thrown away, like a trash. I managed to get back inside. And when I did, you were stripping off on the table," I continued.

"I did what?'"

"So I heroically saved you, dragging you out of that mess," I finished, killing the last boss of the game.

"Jonathan..." he started, but I cut him off.

"You don't need to apologize, or anything like that. I don't know what drove you to do that, but I'm not in the mood for the excuses. I just hope you got what you wanted," I replied, when I felt two arms wrapping around my neck.

"Thank you!" he whispered, when he let me go immediately.

I didn't need to turn my head to confirm my theory, when I heard a throwing up sounds. Even though I was kinda mad at him, for ditching me and for making me drag him away, I hoped he was ok.

"By the way, you should see it before you found out about it from the others," I said, pausing the game.

Grabbing my phone, I opened the twitter. I didn't need to look for too much longer, the video of Craig dancing on the table was the first thing I saw. I waited, before he crawled next to me, curious about what I was talking.

I played the video, which I had seen for the fifth time, showing the whole situation I just explained to him. The video didn't ended, when Craig grabbed the bucket and started to vomit again.

Gross.

"I'm not feeling good," he whispered slowly.

"Take my bed then, don't move. Before you decide to join me in this game, call your mum you're ok. She has been calling you for an hour now, and even though I told her you're sleeping, she didn't believe me," I said when I knew he was listening.

"I couldn't wish for better friend, thank you," I heard his whisper, and I nodded.

Maybe I'm just naive or stupid, but I do believe you would do the same for me.

I tried to catch my breath, opening the door to the school. There was a burning pain in my lungs, but I didn't stoped moved. I knew I was running late already, completely forget about the time when I was playing with Craig.