For All I Know (O2L/Youtubers)

13- that awkward moment

Arabella's pov/thoughts

The whole 'getting to know each other' thing wasn't bad at all. Sure, it had it's awkward moments, but none of the questions the guys asked were too complicated too answer.

And while they got to know more about me, I got to know more about them as well. Such as all of their names, where they came from, and how they all knew each other. Let's just say I felt pretty retarded when they explained the whole YouTube ordeal. I mean, my 'friends' watched them, how could I have not recognized them before?

At the moment we were all spread out around the room, lounging in different positions on the floor and couch. The questions finally died down as everyone took out their phones or laptops.

Sighing, I leaned back and rested my head on the empty couch. My head had started to throb again and my eyes were slowly drifting shut. Just sitting around and talking seemed to have worn me out.

"Arabella?" a voice asks, shocking me out of my semi-dozing state not moments after I had closed my eyes.

"What-huh-yeah?" I stutter, opening my eyes once again to be met with another pair of brown ones.

"We were going to head out to eat," Ricky told me, gesturing to the guys, who were now standing and stretching, "Wanna come?"

"Mhhmm," I hummed, closing my eyes once again in hope to relieve some of the pain in which was throbbing in my head.

"Arabella?" Ricky asks once again, shaking me this time to ensure that I was awake. I open my eyes weakly and look at him.

"Is everything alright?" he continues while searching my face, I shake my head.

"I-it hurts," I say to him, and I could tell he knew what I was talking about.

"Come on," he whispers and picks me up from my hunched over spot, "We can get you some pain relievers before we go out to eat; we have a prescription. We have to drop Sam and Trevor off at their houses anyway."

All I could do was hum in response. It hurt to nod or shake my head, so I was trying to keep my head from moving and bobbing around as Ricky hastily carried me to his car.

I can't tell where I'm sitting when he finally opens the door and sets me down, but I'm glad that I could half some relief by leaning my head against the seat. It took about all of the will power in my body not to scream out in pain everytime the car moved and I had to shift positions.

Finally, after the sound of multiple car doors slamming, everyone (at least, that I knew of) was packed into the car and ready to go. A body was pressed against me to my right, with the car door far too-close-for-comfort on my left.

I groaned as I could no longer hold my head up, so instead I leaned against the shoulder to my right. I still couldn't tell who it was, I mean, they were talking, but I hadn't been around them long enough to tell their voices apart, and plus the fact that my eyes are closed tightly, clenching shut as the pain seemed to grow increasingly.

"Hold on, babe," a voice murmured in my ear, most likely the one of the body I was currently leaning on, but I couldn't tell, "We're almost there."

I tried nodding in response, but it hurt to much, even if I were just to think. It felt as if I was reliving the day I was mugged, with my head being slammed against the concrete. And I know that 'day' was only a day or two ago, but it literally felt the same exact way now, only ten times worse.

The guys continued talking around me, but I couldn't concentrate enough to figure out what they were saying. By thoughts were buzzing and my head was killing me. In a way, it was funny; but not the kind of 'haha' funny, no, more of a weird kind of funny. It was 'funny' how I could go from being perfectly fine to practically about to kill over in pain, within a matter of seconds.