y/n= your name
P.s. they're older in this
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Your POV:
"Achoooooooooo" rings through your house with the booger flying out of your nose. The sneeze coming from your sensitive sore nose. 'Another day with this stupid cold' you think finishing with a sigh. "Mum." You croak. She quickly comes running in. She sees your pathetic limp body laying in bed and starts making her way over. "Oh hunny" she stroke your hair. "I'll call your professors saying you won't be coming in." You nod in reply and fall asleep again.
His POV:
'Where is she?' I think while sitting in my normal spot, ready for this boring university lecture. My books are out and ready to be used. Professor Andrews walks in and starts the class.
After class finished and everyone exited the lecture hall I walk to my next class psychology hoping Y/n will show up. I arrive and still no sight of my angel. I sigh while shaking my head ridding my head of the possible things that may have happened to her. Class starts and I wait patiently to see my Y/n's face.
Another lecture over and she's still not here. My worry starts to take over me. 'What if she was kidnapped?' I think before running to the front office. "Excuse me, may I please use your phone?" The front desk lady shoves the phone in my direction without removing her eyes from the computer screen. I dial her phone number and wait for Y/n to pick up. One ring, two rings, three, four, five. I hang up. 'She's probably just sick, nothing to worry about.' I thank the front desk lady and walk off to my next lecture.
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Ok I can't take it any more! I need to know what's wrong with my baby. It's lunch time and i walk out to the front desk to call again. I pick up the phone and dial the number. It's rings and she doesn't pick up. I dial again hopefully. Yet again it rings. 'Fuck it' i think, 'I can miss out on my last two lectures.' I run out of the hall and out of the front doors.
Your POV:
You wake up from a very lovely nap. Your phone next to your bed is flashing. You look over to see that there are multiple missed calls. You sigh and flop down on your bed.
All of a sudden the door bell screams as loud as it possibly could. You groan in pain while clutching your forehead. Seconds later your bedroom door opens revealing Bobby holding a basket. A smile creeps on to your lips seeing him. "I got worried." His innocent voice ringing through your ears. You move over and pat the spot next to you signally you want him to cuddle up to. He joins you.
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Your mum walks in signally that dinner was ready but she sees you and your boyfriend snuggled up to each other sleeping. A smile was plastered to her face remember when your father and her were like back in the day. She closed the door to let her baby girl and boyfriend be.
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Sorry that is crap but like whatever. Anyway I've completed 1/2 of my exams. Got my science one tomorrow-that's gonna be an interesting turn out.
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