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Sick || Corbyn

Corbyn❤️
Always ™️

Why God. Why.

It was Sunday night. The day of your date with the love of your life, corbyn. But one little, okay maybe not little, HUGE thing happened.

You got sick. Literally they day before. You were on your bed, looking like a mess, using tissue after tissue. You had the chills, yet you were hot.

Were you hungry? Possibly. But your stomach was hurting from pain so much, that you couldn't tell if you needed food. Heck you could be starving yourself now.

Your date was in exactly 3 hours. You didnt know how to tell him. Especially because the dates have been canceled at least four times in a row.

You tried to sleep. After Two hours of continuous effort to fall asleep, you couldn't so you just gave up.

Fourty five minutes till the date. You were a sniffling mess. You couldnt cry because you knew that your nose would close even more. You groaned in confusion.

You knew you couldn't go. Who knows where he would take you. You decided to go to the kitchen of the lovely apartment that you and corbyn shared. You really wished that you could be snuggled in his arms right now.

You decided to eat some left over salad from about two days ago. You grabbed a fork and started eating. Usually you would feel satisfied. But nothing was helping you.

You went back up to your room and laid down on the bed and stared at the wall. Almost 30 minutes left. Corbyn was going to pick you up. You sat for a few minutes and relaxed.

You soon felt something rushing up your esophagus. Burning. You ran to the toilet and did what you needed to do. Tears rushed down your face. Why? You were crying harder and harder as you kept throwing up what was left in your stomach.

"Y/N?" you heard corbyn yelling. He must have heard your cries because he came rushing up the stairs.

"oh my god oh my god y/n what the heck happened?" Corbyn said as he sat down and rocked with you as the tears were still falling.

"i got sick! i keep throwing up until there is nothing left TO throw up" You said.

"oh my god. im so sorry"

"no you shouldnt be sorry. im the one who ruined this. i didnt want to ruin the date" You said, as you kept throwing up.

"baby its not your fault. its natural. this stuff happens. I still love you no matter what baby" He said as he kissed your shoulder.

"damn you're temperature is very hot!" He said, feeling your forehead.

You  chuckled. "i know" You felt that nothing was left in your stomach and that you couldn't throw up anymore.

Or so you thought.

"baby how much you got to throw up?" Corbyn looked worried.

You shrugged as corbyn flushed the toilet. Soon the water in the toilet turned red. You had threw up blood.

"holy shit oh my god. hold on im gonna call someone. crap crap crap! i ubered here! im gonna call the guys."

"guys you gotta get over here y/n is throwing up blood.".

"baby the guys are on their way" He said to you as you continued to cry.

"hey its gonna be okay. im gonna be here every step of the way. Youll never leave my side." Corbyn mentioned, a look of concern on his face.

Soon enough the boys came and took you to the hospital. You had a very serious flu. The doctor gave you meds and you headed home.

"thank you corbyn. for everything" you said as you intertwined his fingers with yours.

"always" He said.

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