unexpected • joey birlem

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"She's asleep, be careful honey I don't need you getting sick" I hear my mom say. 

"I'll be fine" I smile as I heard Chases voice. I hear him walk closer to my bed setting something down. I turn over looking at Chase.

"Hi" my voice was more gone from going back and forth with Joey. His eyes sadden as he saw me.

"Look at you!" he said with a slight chuckle, I painfully sat up.

"No lay down" Chase lays me back down. I sigh looking at him.

"Here" I look to my side and see him pull out a huge teddy bear and another one of his hoodies.

"Chaaaassseee" I quietly say, he smirks and shrugs.

"I looked at your vsco" he winks, I blush and grab his hand. He lays his head on my chest resting his hand on my arm.

"I don't care if I get sick. So don't even say anything" I chuckle, playing with his hair and closing my eyes.

"I don't know when i'm gonna get better" I whisper, he sighs and snuggles his head more into my chest. I kiss his head and lay my head back down closing my eyes.

He lifts his head off my chest and presses his lips on mine. I kiss back softly, he smiles into the kiss making me smile.

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"Kayla sweetie wake up" I cough hiding my face into my pillow feeling like I was about to puke any minute.

"Come on" Quinton put the thermometer in my mouth. This thermometer seems to be more in my mouth then food at this point.

"Kayla you're at a 105° we're going to the hospital" Lina says, she started grabbing a couple things putting it into a bag.

I could barely breathe, it felt like my throat was swollen in the inside leaving this very little space for me to breathe.

"Listen" Quinton says to my moms, he listened to my breathing how it was super slow and I made a slight whistling sound, weird I know.

"She's going to the hospital. Kayla" Lina lightly shook me. I could barely move from how bad it would have hurt if I did.

Everything felt slow, I felt lifeless at this point. I couldn't even try if I could.

Quinton picks me up, wrapping me up in a blanket and carried me like I weighed nothing. I kept my eyes closed as we got to the car. Quinton held onto me as he sat in the car, with me on his lap. Preston sat on the other side of us staring at me.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Preston asked, Lina sighs and so does my mom.

"We don't know sweetie, we should've took her to the hospital sooner" the car went silent.

We got to the hospital and Quinton still held on to me like a baby. It was around midnight but they noticed I was getting worse to even wait till tomorrow.

"Take her this way please" I open my eyes looking at Quinton seeing how stressed out he was.

He lays me on the hospital bed sitting right next to me afterwards. The doctor takes my temperature, her eyes widen, she wrote it down and did a bunch of other things then left.