Corbyn Besson's P.O.V.
I know that Dylan had to go back and take care of his siblings but I miss him, nonetheless. I sighed, looking over the pictures that we took from the two days he was here. I really miss him. I yawned before getting a call.
"Hello?" I answered, confused.
"Yo, Corbs. You wanna hang?" Hearing Jonah's voice really surprised me. Usually, it would be Sam who calls.
"It depends. What would we be doing?" I asked.
"Just the regular. Mash up. Get something to eat. Stuff like that." He replied.
"I don't know I'm not feeling too good." I said, feeling nauseous and dizzy out of nowhere, "But you guys have fun."
"Well, you take care of yourself." He said, ending the call. I laid in bed in one position, not wanting to move. If I move, I might feel more nauseous. I feel like I'm gonna throw up. I rushed to the bathroom and threw up. This happened multiple times before my phone rang. I groaned, picking up the phone,
"Yo, Corbs, how are you? Sam said she got a gut feeling that something bad happened." Daniel said through the phone, worry in his voice. Then, I heard a snatch and Zach's voice echoed, "Whatever the situation is, we're coming over."
Then, I heard a honk outside, "Actually, we're here."
"Okay, well. The front door is unlocked." I hung up, changing into sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt. I grabbed my phone, texting Sam,
Corbs 😎 - And don't you dare climb through any windows to get in because I don't want to have to get up to open them for you. Use the front door this time.
I heard the front door open before Zach and Daniel entered the room, "We brought you food."
"I'm not hungry." I said.
"You sure? You look paler than usual." Daniel said, concern shown in his voice.
"I'm sick. I've already thrown up." I admitted.
"Oh, shoot. Sam was right. Wait. I think she put something in here." He looked in a bag, searching for something. I groaned, putting the blanket over my head.
"Here." Daniel gave me a pill and Zach came with a glass of water, "Sam won't be able to come. She just told us to check up on you since she's trying to make it up to Jack."
I sat up, "What's the pill for?"
"Well, it helps with vomiting and prevents fever."
"Okay." I said, taking the pill. I swallowed it and drank some water, thanking them right after. I laid back as they looked at me, "Guess we're gonna be your nurses."
"No. You guys go have fun."
"Actually, we don't have anything else to do. And, well, this is fun enough for us." Daniel reasoned. I rolled my eyes, "Don't you guys have a mashup or two to film?"
"We cancelled." Zach said. "We don't want to film a mash up incomplete."
"Just go film." I urged on.
"We can't with just the two of us. Jack's with Sam, Jonah's with Leia, and you're sick. So, technically, we can't. And even if we can, we don't want to do it without you." Daniel reasoned.
"Ugh, fine." I groaned, "Why is being my nurse fun for you guys?"
"Cause we get to take care of you." Zach simply answered.
"Why do you make it sound like we're so annoying?" Daniel retorted, jokingly.
"Sorry. I didn't mean it that way."
"It's cool." Zach said. I yawned, feeling drowsy.
"You get some rest. Well be downstairs." Daniel said.
"Call us if you need anything." Zach added before closing the door behind them. I have such good friends.
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