return. // bws

xiv

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I heard him cough again, but this time it was softer. He was feeling better, i guess. When i heard the bed shake a little, I opened my eyes. I heard him whine and groan, I looked at him.

"hey." i smiled, "Anne? what a-are you d-do!ng here?" he asks, his voice shaking. "My boyfriend wasn't in Literature today. Neither his best friend hasn't seen him. So i went out to look for him." I reply. He smiled, "I'm sorry if i was such a trouble to you." He frowns

"hell no." I held his hand. "Are you feeling any better?" I ask, he shook his head, "my head is pounding, and my nose is real runny, and i feel like i'm having asthma and fever at the same time." he frowns.

I raised his chin up, "i know just the thing to make you feel better." I smile, I walked towards the tray, and brought it closer to him. "Here." I grin, puting down the hot cocoa and cheese pizza i learned from our classes in high school.

"This pizza seems familiar." He smirks, his voice sounding a bit weird, since his nose is runny. "Of course, we made one of those in our HELE classes back in Birmingham's Classic." I reply, as i sat down beside him.

He smiles, and he kisses my cheek, he wraps his arms around me. "I love you so much, Annie." He whispers into my ear. I giggle, "I love you more, Bradley." I whisper back.

"Please come home.." He pleaded. I shook my head, "Bradley, I can't just go home, immediately, i know Birmingham's missing me, but i just don't want to lose my records." I lied. "But we can explain everythung back in Birmingham, you don't need this school! Birmingham has better universities, if you want." Brad retorted.

"Oh shut up, you're a drop out what do you know?!" I raised an eyebrow, "whatever you're thinking about me, i'm not a drop out anymore, i might be a grade late, But i'm studying again, right?" He snaps. "Whatever, just eat. I won't be changing my mind." I turned my back on him.

I want to tell him why i don't want to go home, but i don't want to hurt him. I wiped off the tears streaming down my cheeks. I heard him put down the knife and fork. "You done?" I ask, still not facing him.

"Yeah." He faintly answers, i heard him putting the tray back down on the floor, I faced him, he was laying down, he was going back to sleep. "Don't sleep yet." I say, my voice a little louder than a whisper. "Why not? Besides from the fact that i just finished eating.." His eyes fluttered open.

"I'm sorry for snappig at you. I'm just pissed off, if i don't want to, then i dont." I say, he just nods, and he closes his eyes again. "Bradley!" i groan. "What are you doing here? where's James, Tris and Con?" he asks.

"I'm here to take care of you, and Connor and the other boys went back to Birmingham, they'll be back on Thursday." I reply, he nods again, he opened his eyes, He coughed again, sounding a bit more wilder than the last ones. "Do you want me to bring you to a doctor?" I ask, as i patted his back. He shook his head, "No, Thank you." he replies.

I nodded, "I got to pee." He suddenlt states, I grabbed his hand, helping him stand up, we slowly walk inside the bathroom, i closed the door. "Careful, in there, you might slip." I shout.

He knocked on the door, I opened it, and we slowly walk back on the bed again.

He sighs, "it already feels like im in the hospital"