You're the Lucky One. // George Shelley/Josh Cuthbert

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you wake up the next morning to hear what sounds like a bird being strangled. you run out of your room and into your friends and she is over the toilet throwing up again...

Y: oh god. are you okay [bf's name]?

BF: nope (starts throwing up again and you grab her hair)

Y: its okay get it all up

BF: this is horrid

Y: you shouldnt have drank so much

BF: but that was two days ago?

Y: yeah and you probably have alcohol poisining

BF: oh yeah... shit

Y: come on brush your teeth and we will get you some food

BF: okay

you go and make her a sandwich and she comes out and eats it. she puts her plate in the sink when she is done...

Y: better?

BF: yeah... didnt you have anything?

Y: naa im not hungry

BF: when did you last eat?

Y: at George's but im fine im just not in an eating mood to be honest

BF: i get that sometimes

Y: i know

BF: oh yeah

Y: so what do you want to do today?

BF: i dont know because i still feel a bit sick

Y: do you want a coffee?

BF: can i have a hot chocolate?

Y: yeah sure

you make her a hot chocolate and you make yourself a coffee. your friend sips the hot chocolate and starts gagging again

Y: oh for god sake

BF: bye

she runs to the toilet but this time you dont follow her you just drink your coffee and ring George:

G: hello you

Y: hey

G: whats up?

Y: i think [bf's name] is really quite ill

G: really?

Y: she hasnt stopped throwing up

G: oh god

Y: its not nice

G: shall we come round

Y: no i dont think she will want Josh to see her like this

G: okay if your sure?

Y: i am its fine

G: okay then i gotta go

Y: bye

G: bye

you hang up and spend the day watching movies with your friend

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it had been 5 days now and your friend isnt any better. you are getting worried about her and she keeps throwing up. you hear a bang from the kitchen so you get up.

Y: you okay?

BF: yeah

Y: been sick yet?

BF: no actually