My two and only

4. Help needed

Finally it's Friday! Which meant no more classes for the week!

But that means no partying because you have babies to raise.

I mentally beat myself, since when did you like partying, Williams?

I stayed in my dorm room in the evening because I've got tests to study for. Flynn had a date so I didn't really have much to do. I'm broke anyways...

At about 8pm, Theodore started crying which also made Mateo cry (ugh twins). I quickly ran to calm them down so my roommates won't get annoyed.

Oh shit! Theodore was having a fever! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!

I didn't wanna leave them at home because the crying will surely irritate my roommates, so I immediately put them in their car seats and brought them out to get some medicine.

So here's the funny thing. As a medical student, we actually don't know what to do when someone comes and tell you they're ill. We're constantly told that as a student, we're not qualified to give any professional help so the best thing to do is to do nothing.

BUT THIS DIDN'T HELP WITH THE SITUATION!!!!

It's very late already so the school clinic has closed. Therefore, I needed to get to the closest hospital, thank god, it's not that far away.

As I got out of the taxi, I tried to run towards the hospital but I suddenly tripped. Ouch!

I immediately got up to see if my brothers were alright to see they're still safely strapped onto the car seats, crying as per.

As I sighed in relief, the pain of my twisted ankle hit me and I couldn't help but fall back to the ground again.

Suddenly, someone picked up the car seats with one strong arm and extended the other for me to hold on to, 'are you ok?'

I looked up to see the last person I ever expected to encounter: the self-centred but cute af guy from the club.

I still took the hand anyways, 'yeah I got thi... ouch!' He smirked and said,' I take it as a no then, here, let me help you...'

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Thank god Theodore was finally treated and the fever was now gone. My ankle was also dealt with. This whole time, the jerk was waiting outside the hospital reception. He was taking care of Mateo this whole time.

He came and took the asleep Theodore and whispered,' can I drive you home?' I really wanted to say no, but at this stage, I'm already worn out and can't really pick up two car seats, so I nodded.

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When I woke up the next morning, I nearly screamed my lungs off.

'Why the fuck are you here?' The jerk was sitting opposite my bed, holding both my brothers.

He yawned and said,' cause you looked like a piece of shit and I didn't want the babies to be left with you.'

He stood up and started walking towards the door and I asked,' where are you going?' He looked back and did his usual smirk,' leaving cause you clearly don't want me here,' he paused for two seconds and said,' or, do you?' I blushed because he actually looked quite cute, if he didn't start speaking and pissed me off.

'At least tell me your name, I'll return your favour one day,' I avoided making eye contact with him because I felt like I was going to punch him at any second.

'Liam Scott, and you?' Oh wow, so he's the Bachelor? He's only that average!

'Mariposa Williams.'