we only grow stronger [bughead]

Being sick isnt that bad

~jughead's p.o.v~

She only looked back once. Those beautiful sea green eyes locking onto my boring dark blues, you can see a light blush creeping up. I wanted her more than ever, she's been driving me mad all morning and night. Wow...maybe this girl will be the death of me...she gave me that amazing crooked smile that would drive any man insane. God I want her, all to myself, she would be mine. I felt weak though, a perfect girl next door dating a garbage can made me sick, like actually sick. I felt like I might just vomit, I started to run up to the clinic, I ran to fast only made it as far to the principals. "Mr.weathersbee-" I covered my mouths with my hand, this is not good. Betty sitting in a leather chair turned when she heard me. "Jug...wha- are you ok?" I shook my head...too fast...way to fast...my throat throbbed, as if it was on fire...oh god really not good...I slumped against the wall groaning. Betty seeming to realize what was happening because she acted first and the fasted. She threw me a empty bucket from under his desk, I caught it thankfully but I moved way to much. My head started to spin, my eyes were watering from the pain now, Betty got either side of me and hosted me up slowly, one arm around my waist, she placed my arm around her neck, I placed all my body weight against hers, and she walked perfectly fine. She power walked all the way to the front on the school where the clinic is, while supporting my weight. She was really amazing I gotta say. I couldn't believe I lasted that long without throwing up. As soon as she stepped foot in the clinic my sickness returned. I tapped her shoulder vigorously so she would know what was about to happen. Noticing in a heart beat Betty sat me down in my little vomit corner where she went up to the front to check me in for medication. As she began to write I noticed something...the hand she was writhing with, winced in protest as she pushed forward to write, her hurt hand. "Betty" I croaked, she turned looking at me worriedly "check yourself in too" my groggily voice made it to her ears, she seemed confused at first but then she looked down at her hand and smiled. "Ok jug" she began to write some more. Her eyes began to travel around the room looking for something, apparently she found what she was looking for, for she walked behind the front desk and picked it up. Slowly making her way back to me she sat in the chair next to my corner and took my hand. Rubbing it lovingly, "I'm sorry jug".

~Betty's p.o.v~

"I'm sorry jug" I stammered. He looked up "for what?" "for u throwing up, I guess" I answered. Despite being sick and vomiting he still managed to get a chuckle out, an adorable one too. "Not like it was your fault or anything" he made this weird face "or was it" I laughed, he visibly lit up. "No of corse not Jug." I got the paper towel I picked up behind the desk and made him look at me so I could wipe off his face, "I would never do anything to hurt you" he placed his hand on my arm and looked straight into my eyes. His eyes were a deep mysterious blue, that had a slight sparkle in them, like waves of an ocean, like the mysterious big blue it had different colors of itself hidden in it. "woah" I let escape my lips. He turned bright red and looked down "hey- look at me jug" I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me "has anyone ever told you Jug that your eyes are gorgeous?" He was about the say something but the school nurse walked in. I sat up taking the hand I was cradling behind my back to the front of my body. Jug didn't move one bit, he was still looking at me with not only lust and Hunger in his eyes but love and passion...or was I just imagining that's what it was? God...this boy...he will be the death of me...

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Hey, so I hope this is longer and maybe better than my last. Once again pictures aren't mine. xoxo-Audrey

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