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           "Are you sure she's okay? She looks dead." I hear someone say. "No. She's breathing. See." Someone else said. "I think." They added. "Dude, check." The first person said. "Riley." I hear as someone rubs my arm. I open my eyes a little bit. I can't open them fully because it's too bright. I see corbyn and zach. "Hey, Riley. You sleep good?" Zach asked me. I rub my eyes and nod. "We were just gonna go grab lunch. Wanna come with?" Corbyn asked. Lunch? I look at the clock on the wall. It says 1:00PM. Shit, I slept too late. "Yeah, but I don't have money." I said. "You don't need it. We'll pay." Zach said. "But-" I said before zach cut me off. "We're paying. Now get up. We're hungry." He said, jokingly but not really. I laugh and little and sit up. Corbyn and Zach walk away into the kitchen. I'm super dizzy and my face is hot and I'm sweating and have the chills. I rub my eyes again, trying to get used to the bright light. I get out of the bed and walk into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror. My hair is a mess, I have dark circles under my eyes, and my skin is pale. The bruise on my cheek hurts so so so bad. I take my hair out of the messy bun, that got even messier when I slept, and fluff it around so it looks better. It's still a little bit messy but it doesn't look too bad. I'm still wearing corbyns sweatpants and sweatshirt. This outfit is so cozy. I use the bathroom and then walk out. I walk into the kitchen where the boys are. "Jeez, Riley. You look horrible." Zach said. Daniel hits him. "Dude." He said. "I mean, you look super sick." Zach said. "Yeah, are you alright?" Jonah asked. "I'm fine." I said. He gives me an unconvinced look and walks over to me with his hand out. He puts his hand on my forehead and my cheek. "Riley, you're burning up." He said. "I feel fine." I lied. "Are you sure?" Jack asked. It's silent for a second. "Lets go get food." I said, changing the subject. "Good idea." Daniel said. We all walk out of the hotel and into the van. I lay my head on the window and close my eyes, feeling extremely nauseous. I almost fall asleep until the bus hits a pothole and it makes the whole bus jump. I open my eyes and look out the window. I look at the boys who are just playing on their phones. I lay my head back down and see that we've arrived to the restaurant. I sit up and open the door when we park. We all get out and walk in. We sit in a booth and choose from the menu. I'm so nauseous that I don't even look at the menu. When everyone picks what they want, the waitress comes over and asks. Everyone told her what they want. "And you?" She asked me. "Oh, I'm good." I said. "Okay." She said. "Are you sure?" Jon asked me. "Yeah I'm not that hungry." I said. "Okay." He said. I listen to the boys as they talk about their show tomorrow. "Oh, I forgot to ask you. Do you want to go home or do you want to go on tour with us?" Jon asked. All the boys look at him, surprised because he's always so strict and probably would never let a girl go on tour with them. "I don't think I'm allowed home after that but we'll see. I wanna be with my sister." I said. "How about your sister comes with us too?" Zach said. All the boys look at him. "I don't know. There's already a lot of people on that bus. I don't want to invade your space and privacy." I said. "You won't. I really want you to come with us." Zach said. All the boys look confused. "She's a girl, dudes. Maybe she'll make it smell better." He added. Even though I feel like passing out, I laugh. All the boys laugh too. "He's not wrong." Jonah said. Then the waiter brings out the food. "Here, take my fries." Corbyn said. "Oh, no. I'm good." I said. "Just take them. You haven't eaten in a while." He said, not letting me give them back. I sigh and start eating the fries. They're so good and salty. It's almost addicting. When I finish the plate of fries, the boys are halfway done with their meals. My stomach starts to growl and I start to shiver. I feel really nauseous now. I take a deep breath, trying to make it go away. "Excuse me." I said to Jon, Daniel, and jack. They all move out of the booth to let me get out. "I'm gonna use the bathroom." I said. "Okay." Daniel said. Corbyn looks at me, concerned, but doesn't say anything. I walk into the bathroom and make sure no ones in there. When I realize I'm the only one in there, I go into the stall and hurl. This concussion is really making me sick. I walk out of the stall and look at myself in the mirror above the sink. God, I look awful. Like, seriously. I sigh and walk out of the bathroom and to the table. Jon, Daniel, and jack just scoot in the booth so I don't have to make them get out of their seats again. I just sit on the end. "I'm sorry I keep asking this but, are you okay?" Corbyn asked. "Yeah. It's just the concussion." I said. "It's making you sick, isn't it?" Jonah asked me. Daniel puts his arm around me and I nod. I lay my head on his shoulder, feeling so dizzy. "Poor thing. Here, have a sip of my water." Eben said, handing me his glass. I take a sip of his water. It helps because my mouth is so dry and it tastes disgusting. "Let's take you home now. You should get some rest." My heart starts beating and without even knowing it, I just start talking. "I'm scared." I said. "We can go with you if you want. To make sure she doesn't hurt you." Daniel said. "But you guys won't be here tomorrow or the next day. Or in a year from now when she hurts me." I said. It's silent for a second. "I know it isn't my place to say this but.....I think you should move out. But take Jenna with you." Corbyn said. I sigh. "I don't have the money for that." I said. "What about your dad?" Jack asked. "He lives in Los Angeles. And.....he's not really my dad. He's Jenna dad but he kinda raised me. And Jenna doesn't know. My dad isn't around anymore. He would never want me, a 21 year old, living with him." I said. "You don't know that. You're his daughter. He loves you." Jack said. I laugh a little. "No he doesn't." I said. "Well, we love you. I hate to see you suffer, Riley." Corbyn said. "I have an idea!" Zach said. "Oh god. This isn't gonna be good." Eben said. Zach hits him. "It's good. I promise!" Zach said. "Just say it." Jon said, getting annoyed. "How about we go get jenna and you guys can stay on tour with us until we have a show in Los Angeles. Then you guys can ask Jenna's dad if you can live with him until you're financially stable enough to live on your own." Zach said. It's silent. "Why is that actually a good plan?" Eben said, surprised. "That's the first smart thing you've said like...ever." Jonah said. Everyone laughs but I sigh. "Do you think it'll work out?" I asked. "Of coarse it will. You said he raised you, right? So he probably loves you as his own. And, you are Jenna's sister." Daniel said. "Yeah. I guess so." I said. "Okay. Let's go get jenna." Jack said. "Can I have the cheek please?" Jon asked the waitress. She gives him the check and he gives her the money. Then we all get up and get on the bus. I tell Jon the address and he tells the bus driver. I sit down on the couch with the boys as the bus driver starts driving. Jon sits down and turns on the tv. "It'll probably take half an hour." He said. "Okay." I said. Eben looks at me. "I feel so bad for you." He said. I smile. "You don't have to. I'm okay." I said. He gives me a hug and then we all watch tv. "You wanna sleep for a little bit?" Corbyn asked. I nod. I am tired. He read my mind. "Okay. You can sleep in my bed." He said, standing up. I stand up as well and he shows me the way. He opens up the covers and I get in. He pulls the covers over me and smiles. "Good?" He asked. I nod. It's so comfortable and warm. Also, his clothes that I'm still wearing are comfortable. "Here." He said as he grabs a blue stuffed bear. "It'll make you feel better." He said. I smile and put it on my pillow, next to my head. "Thank you, corbyn. For everything." I said. He smiles. "Of coarse. Anything for a friend." He said. A friend....that hurt. I smile and he walks away. I close my eyes and fall asleep immediately.

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