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I sat there with my hand on my bear stomach. I was so hungry. But I knew if I ate anything I would throw it right back up.

I don't even know how I got sick. Of corse Brendon's being over protective of me. And making sure I'm ok.

I mean laying in bed with no shirt on and a pear of your husbands loose pajama pants. It isn't too hard to mess that up.

I heard something at the door and looked up from the iPad.

"Hey baby." Brendon said moving away from the doorway and into the room.

"Hi." I croaked out.

"I brought you some tea." Brendon said handing me a cup of peppermint tea. I smiled breathing it in.

"Thank you." I whispered and Brendon leaned down kissing my forehead.

"You sure you don't want me to lay with you?" Brendon asked.

"No, stay with Clay. And I don't want you getting sick." I said shaking my head and Brendon nodded.

"Ok, fine." Brendon said smiling and leaving the room. "Love you!" Brendon called down the hall.

"Love-" I coughed, "Love you too!" I yelled as loud as my voice could muster.











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A/N
Thank you sooo much for 1k!!! :)))) that means so much!!
I hope you enjoyed this silly little chapter
I'm going to draw a frerard piece give me pose they should be in plz:)

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