His Little Sister *Completed*

Chapter 9 - Panic

Jordan and I got sick and we have Magcon today. Well Jordan isn't awake yet but since she was in the rain longer than me I figured that she would be too. Jordan is currently cuddling on my chest fast asleep. You could hear her congested nose every time she took a breath but it was kinda cute. She might be sicker than me but since I don't want to wake her up to check I'll just assume. I'm trying not to move so I don't wake her up but Carter and Hayes being extra rowdy and woke up this morning with an abnormal abundance of energy and woke her up. I glared at them before coughing at the same time as Jordan. Jordan got up and walk to the bathroom. She didn't close the door and I can see her getting her toothbrush in the mirror.

"You're both sick. What are you going to do?" Carter asked while fixing his snapback.

"We obviously can't go to the meet and greet and get the fans sick. Plus I'm not that sick. Jordan might be, she was only wearing her pajamas last night. Someone has to be here to take care of her." I explained as I go medicine from the bathroom.

"What if we set up a large screen and have you guys there via Face Time or something?" Hayes suggested.

"For once in your lifetime you actually came up with a good idea Hayes." Carter praised.

"You go do that. I'm going to brush my teeth." Jordan walked out of the bathroom as I walked in.

"If we're feeling better later we'll be onstage." I said walking them out.

"Well we're all going to eat lunch see you guys later." Carter and Hayes finally left the room. When I finished brushing my teeth I walked back in the room to see Jordan curled up in the covers.

"How do you feel?" I asked getting into bed next to her.

"Like shit but I don't know if it's because I'm sick, because of yesterday, or a combination of both." She lost her voice too. I can't help but feel bad for her. Nash, Matt, and Taylor messed with head, heart, and her body. She wasn't going to have the heart or mindset to perform today anyway. One minute she was happy and carefree and now she's depressed and broken. I feel like this is partially my fault because I could've told her. My phone buzzed and it was Shawn.

"Shawn is coming up here with soup and tea. Look, don't be mad at Jack for not telling you about the bet. We just wanted to protect you and Jack said he'd take care of it."

"I understand that and I'm not mad at him for that. I'm mad because I thought I could trust him with my secrets but I guess not." I kissed her forehead and got up to the bathroom. I got a rag and ran it through cold water and put rubbing alcohol and Vicks on it. Someone knocked on the door. I placed it on Jordan's head and went to answer the door and saw Shawn with soup and tea and sprite. I took the food from Shawn and went to his sister's side.

"Careful Shawn, we can't have you sick too." I heard Jordan's scratchy voice say.

"I don't care about getting sick. I already have a sore throat and so does Jack. I'm sorry I didn't know about the bet. I would've put an end to it."

"They wouldn't have listened. It's okay Shawn. You should go to the meet and greet."

"Are you sure?"

"Go." Shawn kissed her hair and left.

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By the time the event started my fever was gone and I only have a mild cough and a minor stuffy nose. Jordan hadn't really eaten her food but she was getting there.

"Just go down to the event." Jordan said after a while.

"I can't just leave you by yourself."

"Why, are you afraid that I'll hurt myself?"