ten // 5sos

1.4

(I hate myself for this oh god)

The dark haired boy begins to feel the effects of the toxins in his body a hour after ingesting the poisoned drink. Beads of sweat start to form before drizzling down his forehead; a multitude came pouring out at once. No matter how many windows he opens, he still feels hot. Even with the air conditioning on.

"Are you alright?" Simoné asks once she catches him trying to fan himself with his shirt, which he had just taken off his now bare back. His entire chest is soaking with perspiration.

"Why is it so goddamn hot in here?" He slurs. Calum lets out a pant and reaches for the air conditioning, turning it up on full blast. Once he hears it cut on, he exhales. "That's a bit better. "

"Do you really need all of this on you?" She gestured to all the fans that she was forced to point at him, and all the windows. Goosebumps have begun to form on the cold body, causing her to have to cover herself up with a blanket. "Are you alright?"

"Perfectly fine. " He smiles. It slowly fades into a frown once his stomach churned. He runs to the nearest bathroom and retches into the bowl violently. Simoné rushes to his side.

At first the girl is stunned, and doesn't have a clue what to do. She helps him up afterwards and assist him in brushing his teeth. "Spit. " She instructs and he does so. She hands him a 30 mL cup of mouthwash for him to gargle.

Simoné leads him to his bed for him to lay down. He gets onto it himself.

"Ok, what did you have to drink?" She chuckles, not knowing the severity of his condition. She wipes sweat off of his forehead with a paper towel she grabbed from the bathroom.

"Nothing. I was just feeling a little nauseous. " He brushes it off and steps out of his shoes. He climbs into bed, pulling the comforter over his long body.

"Yeah but you were also very hot. " Simoné points out to him. She moves his pillow closer to him.

"I've always been hot, " Calum jokes, earning a slap on the arm. A smile breaks out onto his face as he lays his head down on the pillow.

His eyes shift around the room rapidly, gazing around at everything at a high speed and he couldn't do anything to control it. He blinks his eyes shut. If he keeps them closed, it doesn't happen.

Pain surges through him as his interior organs begin to deteriorate. He can feel his body shutting down, and it is a frightening thing. Anxiety fuels a convulsion, and forces his entire body to shake. His eyes remain shut, he did not want to reveal to Simoné the maniacal movements.

"Calum!" She cries out to him and tries to settle his spasming body. She gets into the bed with him and wraps her arms around his waist, pulling him towards her. Although his elbow repeatedly jabs into her, she holds on until he falls into a stupor. She strokes his dark brown hair to keep him calm.

Calum rests his head on her upper chest. His heartbeat beats faster than ever and he lets out a pathetic breath.

"I'm going to die. " He sobs as tears come out of his chocolate eyes. He is comfortable enough around her to let his eyes open. His legs wrap around hers, hanging more due to his height.

"What are you talking about?" Simoné's voice cracks when she looks down on him. His cheeks are unnaturally rosy and he is twirling a strand of her blond hair around his finger.

He sniffles, "I don't know what's wrong, but I know it's going to kill me. "

"And just how do you know that?" Without even glancing at her, he knows she is crying.

"Because," He chokes. Even more tears come pouring out of his eyes. Simoné's shirt now has multiple stains on it. "My body's giving up on me. I can feel myself dying. And I can't stop it. "

"Can't you at least try?" She pleads.

"It's not that easy." He laughs. "Man! I wish it was that easy. It's like that villain that keeps coming after the hero. Each time, evil gets stronger. Sooner or later, the villain will win. "

"Not always. "

"But for me, it will. " He smiled sleepily, his body beginning to dose off. His eyes slowly close.

"Calum," She shakes him.

"Damn it, Simoné I was just going to sleep. I'll be back, I promise. " He holds up his pinky.

She interlocks her pinky with his. "You better. "

He drifts off to sleep.

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OH MY GOD DON'T HATE ME.

guys I legit cried woops.

i'm so emotional rn

my baby ok bye (900 reads wow thank you all i wish i could hug all of you)