Fangirl? Caleb Finn Fanfic

"Well shit!"

Caleb's POV

I put her in her room to let her sleep. 

Oh dear god, what am I gonna do!? She's only 14! I'm so screwed!!! 

I punch the door frame in pure anger. My knuckles burn and I let a single tear slip, from the pain. The loud punch must have woken her up, cuz when I turned around, Aliyah was sitting at the edge of the bed. She looked sober, but a bit hungover. She looked at me and smiled before her eyes widened, and she lunged forward. I looked at her with concern until she stands up and sprints to the bathroom. I follow close behind, only to be met with the bathroom door being slammed in my face. I slowly turn the knob, to see Aliyah holding her hair back while leaning over the toilet and practically puking her organs out. I rush to her side to hold her up; for she looked as if she were going to collapse, right there in front of my eyes. When she stopped puking,and her breathing slowed, I carefully place her limp body on the tile, getting ready to call an ambulance. Aliyah was pale. And looked shaken. I slowly caress her cheek with my cold finger tips, causing her to wince. We sat there. The two of us. I stared into her dark, hazle brown eyes, until the ambulance people (Idk what to call them) finally pick up. I lay Aliyah's head on my lap as we I talk to the people over the phone. 

( 2 minutes later.)

"Okay sir, thank you. Yes, she's with me. Alright. Thank you." I tell the person, before hanging up. I look back at Aliyah, who was just staring at the ceiling. "Are you okay?" I ask. I place my hand on her forehead.

 SHE FEELS LIKE ICE!

 I shake her slightly, earning a wince from the girl. "Aliyah! Your ice cold! Are you feeling okay!?!?" She sits up, still seemingly in a trance. "I...I" Just then I hear the sirens of the Ambulance and the screeching of their van. She looks at me with panic in her eyes. 

What could be wrong? Was she afraid of the ambulance or something???

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" She looks at me with a 'BITCH ARE YOU DUMB?!' face. "DID YOU NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT THE ONLY REASON I'M SICK IS BECAUSE I GOT DRUNK! LOOK, SOONER OR LATER, THOSE AMBULANCE PEOPLE ARE GONNA FIND OUT! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?" She yells punching her fingers into my chest. Now it was my time to panic. I hear the door slam open. Clearly, Aliyah must've heard, because her eyes quickly widened. She jumps up and rushes to the bathroom door, locking it in a hurry. I sit and watch her hop up on the cabinet trying to unlock the window. "Are you gonna just sit and watch my ass, or help me not get us both in jail!?" I feel my cheeks blush a little from what she said. I mean, she wasn't wrong. (Sorry guys.) I make my way over to her. The doctors (I'm gonna call them doctors, cuz it sounds so much better than 'the ambulance people'.) can be heard pounding at the other end of the door. I get my hair jell container from the shower-rack, and use it to smash the window. Aliyah looks at me, seemingly impressed. I motion for her to climb out. And let me tell you, she didn't need to be told twice. Aliyah hurries her way out, me going shortly after her. "Well shit!" She whisper yells, from being out of breath. I grab her hand, as we both rush of the property.