I woke up that afternoon again feeling like crap. I leaned my head up and looked around. There was a brown curly ball of fur digging it's head in a pillow. Hazz.
"Hazz, what are ou doing in here? Your going to get sick.." I said softly. My voice was going away.
I sniffled. I looked in the mirror across from my bed. My hair was a mess, and my face was pale. My nose was bright red. I sneezed.
"Ahhh! CHOOO!"
Yup. Cold.
"HAZZ. I'm serious! I'm going to get you sick!" I moaned.
"I already am!" He said, sniffling.
I sighed. Me and Hazza were sick. Fun fun! I got up out of bed, and walked to the door.
"I'm getting some more drinks. Want anything?"
"A sprite please." Harry said, his eyes tired.
I walked out of the door slowly. I went down the stairs, feeling like I was about to fall asleep. I went to the kitchen, and grabbed the drinks. I walked past the porch, and Liam saw me. I ran out, and grabbed the drinks from me.
"I could've got that for you babe!" He said.
"Liam, it's fine. I'm only sick.." I said.
"That's no excuse."
He carried the drinks for me and Harry. I went back to my room with Liam following. I layed back on my bed next to Harry. I didn't know why Harry was in my bed, though..
"Hazz? Why are you in here?" I asked.
"I felt bad because you were sick so I came in here and layed with you. Then I felt sick so I kinda fell asleep. Sorry."
"Oh.. No it's fine."
"So you feeling any better?" Harry asked.
"Not really. I'm going to make my secret cold smoothie recipe. It helps make you feel better when you have a cold."
"Mind making me one too please?"
"Of course."
I saw my phone light up on my nightstand. I was recieving a call.
I answered.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey baby! It's Matt!" My ex-boyfriend said.
"You do NOT have the right to call me 'baby' Matt. You sick ass cheater." I said, angrily.
Me and Matt broke up 2 days ago. We've been dating since freshman year. I'm a senior. He cheated on me with some freshman.. Some blonde.
"Matt. I don't want to talk to you." I said.
"Yeah, so?"
"I'm hanging up."
"WAIT! Please, wait."
"Fine. Start talking before I hang up.
"Wanna go out girrrllllll?" He said in his 'sexy' voice.
"I'm leaving!"
Click.
"That bastard! He called me baby and asked me out in his 'sexy' voice! Ugh I will kick his sorry ass!"
"No, I will. I'll fly to that city and beat the shit out of him."
I smiled.
He grabbed the phone from my hand, and called him.
"Harry don't!"
Hello?
Don't call her again. I'll beat your ass if you even think about it? Get it? Got it? Good. Later bastard.
Harry seemed angry. His face was red, and he was gripping my phone tightly. I felt his forehead. Hot.
"Harry. Your burning up..." I said.
He layed back down and fell back asleep. I rubbed his arm.
I left the room, and went into the kitchen. I grabbed the things I needed for the smoothies. I made up two, and left. I went up the stairs and down the hallway. I went in my room and sat down. I put the drinks on my nightstand.
I sipped mine. Mmmm. The taste of the fresh fruit. Harry's eyes slowly opened.
"Hey sleepy head. I made those smoothies."
"Ooh." He said.
I handed him the large glass. I moved it to his lips. His eyes lit up like a christmas tree.
"This is great! I feel better already!"
I smiled. He looked so cute drinking that smoothie..
Oh no.. I knew this would happen.. I had feelings for my best friend..
