Brown Eyed Boy✔ (Marah Chambers x Reader)

Chapter Twenty One

Son of a Baptist I was supposed to update the real story yesterday kill me

Um. Okay. (Y/N)'s sick, she (I hate pronouns but wth right?) Cant see Marah bc she's home or whatevs

So

Here

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"(Y/N), seriously, you just vomited through your nose."

I sniffed, then gagged, the acidic feel still in my nose.

"God really hates me," I muttered, my voice nasal.

A friend- or, rather, acquaintance of mine, who's name was Logan, shook his head as he grabbed the back of my shirt, pulling me the opposite way I was going.

"You're going to the nurse, whether you like it or not."

I scowled. "Dude, we're already late for class. Class will be almost over by the time you get back, due to your broken leg."

Logan arched an eyebrow. "And?"

I snorted, then winced before I sneezed. "And you should care about when you miss class."

Logan shrugged, still walking- or, rather, hobbling. "Its okay. I'd rather bleach my brain so that I don't have to keep replaying the image of you throwing up in front of me over and over again."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, dweeb."

He smiled, his brown eyes squinted. His freckled face made him look somewhat feminine, though he was anything but.

"Alright, (Y/N), lets go see the hot nurse," he drooled.

I rolled my eyes. "Mrs. Maureen isn't in today, it's Mrs. Jaquiline."

Logan shivered in disgust at the thought of the ugly old nurse.

"Not as excited to go now," he mumbled.

I laughed. "I can see that."

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So. It's Thursday evening, I'm stuck home with a high fever and strep, and then, to top it all off, I couldn't see Marah yesterday.

I pouted, staring at some fairly decent looking guy on the television as I gripped the handles of the white plastic bowl in my lap out of boredom.

My phone vibrated for the umpteenth time today, and I groaned, turning it on. "It better not be Logan again," I growled out of annoyance, but my frown really turned upside down when I saw that it was Marah.

💙Marah💙: hey bby i didnt see you yesterday whats up?

Well, apparently having a high fever really changes peoples plans so

💙Marah💙: wait. youre sick?????? since whenthaf*ck?

Um since Wednesday I think

💙Marah💙: thats it. im coming over.

Wo no youll get sick too faerie or not

💙Marah💙: i honestly dont care about getting sick. i care about your health. if youre not feeling okay, tell me so i can come over and make you soup and cuddle. well watch cheesy romance movies and then watch crappy horror movies and the greatest comedy movies ever made so itll up your mood. if i get sick then oh well bc ill be with you and im pretty sure thats a pretty awesome way to spend my time. god knows what i do when im bored. gtg ill be at your house in ten