Chapter 7
I am now lying on bed, sick. I barely slept last night. I think I just slept for an hour or two. I feel like I have a fever because me and Nash played so long under the rain yesterday. But I don't regret any of it 'cause it made me happy so why should I , right? I put my hands on my lips and smiled as I remembered the kiss that we shared on the rain. That kiss made me realized one thing, I still like Nash. Anyways, I tried to stand up but I couldn't. My body felt so heavy and I couldn't even move my whole body. My phone rang and I lazily grabbed my phone from the table beside my bed. I didn't even looked at the caller id, I just hit 'answer' immediately.
"Hello?" My voice sounds like a dying horse and I'm having a hard time to speak. My throat hurts, too.
"Woah, Claire. You alright?" I already knew it was Christian. He's the only one that calls me by my second name. My full name's Tiffany Claire Young, by the way.
"Not really, I'm a bit sick today. I think I have a fever but it's nothing, really. So what's up?" I said popping the 'p'
"Text me your address, biatch! I'm coming over." He said then ended the call. I did what he told me to do. I walked to the living room and waited for Chris there. I feel like my body's paralyzed or something because I'm really having a hard time moving. My eyes started to feel heavy so I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again.
Nash's POV
My sleep was interrupted by my stupid alarm clock but I really need to get up. I slapped my alarm clock then rubbed my eyes. I remembered we have a meeting today so I charged my phone then immediately went to the bathroom and showered. When I got out of the bathroom, I texted Tiff 'Good Morning! (:' and wore my clothes for today. My phone buzzed and I thought it was Tiff so I ran to where my phone is charging but it was just a text from Cam that he already left. I went out of my room and went straight to the dining area. Cam cooked bacon for breakfast so I ate what's left out of the plate then put it in the dishes. I went back to my room and unplugged my phone. I checked my phone if I have a text from Tiff but she still hasn't replied to my text. I just shrugged it off. I grabbed my wallet and the keys and put it inside my pocket. I locked the door and turned around. A familiar guy is walking towards my direction. I think he's a viner too, he looked at me and I realized it was Chris Collins.
"Hey, are you Chris Collins?" I asked him and he smiled at me.
"Yeah. You're Nash Grier right?" He said and I nodded. Who is he visiting this early in the morning? I think he's calling someone on his phone. "Hey, do you happen to know any Tiffany Young around here?" He said and I nodded again but this time I'm confused.
"Do you know where she lives?" He asked again.
"Yeah, there!" I pointed Tiff's door. He started calling someone again.
"Thank God you finally answered I thought you were dead."
"....."
"Claire, I'm now in front of your door. Open it!" My eyes grew wide as I heard what he said. No one calls Tiff, Claire.
"......"
"What do you mean it's open? You mean you just leave your door unlocked what if someone barged in --- what the?!" I looked at Chris.
"Oh, sorry. Thanks for your help, by the way. Nice to finally meet you!" He said then smiled so I smiled back. I turned my back to him and started walking to the elevator. As I stepped in the elevator, a lot of questions rushed into my mind.
Are they dating? Why the fuck can she call Tiff, Claire? She hates it when someone calls her Claire because she said it reminds her of her twin sister that died in her mom's womb. Is Tiff lying to me?
Tiffany's POV
"Guess who I just ran into just now?" Chris asked excitedly.
"I don't know!" I said lazily
"Nash Grier" My eyes grew wide but I just nodded my head.
"What? You're not even gonna say something?"
"Of course, you'll see him. He lives next door, stupid." I said and I almost sounded like a zombie. I'm so not in the mood to do anything today, not even talk. Chris placed his hand on my forehead.
"Holy shit! You're burning hot. Let's get you to the hospital." I shooked my head.
"What? You need to! You're temperature's not normal, stupid. Do you wanna die?" He said, exaggerating. I shooked my head again. He just sighed because he knows that he can't do anything.
"Just drink this and if your fever doesn't go down, I'm taking you to the hospital. Kay?" He said then kissed the top of my head and I just nodded. Chris is like my older brother plus he's dating my bestfriend, Chloe. So we're all close friends, actually they met because of me. Anyways, enough of their story. I drank the medicine he gave to me and tweeted "fevers are the worst #ihatemedicines"and a lot of people tweeted me "get well soon" I'm flattered. I turned on the tv and watched Spongebob while Christian is cooking something for brunch. I checked my messages and I have one from Nash. I replied "Good Morning too (:" and placed my phone inside the pocket of my hoodie. Someone knocked but I am too lazy to get up so I just let Chris open it.
"Hey babe, where's Tiffany?" I already knew it was Chloe the minute she said babe.
"Living room watching Spongebob, as always." Chris said.
"Tiff, I missed you!" She was about to hug me but I stopped her. She looked at me confused.
"Don't hug or kiss me. I don't want you to be sick, too." I said and she pinched my cheeks like there's no tomorrow.
"Crap! You're burning hot, Tiff! Let's get you to the hospital." I shooked my head then continued watching.
"Just go help Chris cook." I said in a soft voice and she just nodded then went to my kitchen. I can feel that my eyes are burning and my head started throbbing too. I massaged my forehead but it's not working. My vision became a bit blurry.
"Let's eat Claire!" I heard Chris shouted. I managed to stand up but I couldn't walk properly. When I was almost in the kitchen, everything went black.
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