unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 37.

*Brookes POV*

The boys are back tomorrow! They're here tomorrow! I get Michael back! I get to be called Brookeston again! I get Calum's sass! I get Ashton's giggles! Tomorrow! Yay! I'm so happy! It's the happiest me and the girls have been in the 5 weeks! Yay!

"MY LUKEY-BOO'S HERE TOMORROW!" Charlene yelled.

We were currently hanging out at Shay's house again. Ever since the boys left, we've all just started hanging out at Shay's with her brother, her parents were barely around, they were never here really, they were Natural Explorers, so they were always travelling, especially South America and Africa.

"I KNOW! AND I GET TO SASS PEOPLE WITH CALUM!" Shay grinned.

"I GET MIKEY!" I smiled.

"OH MY GOOOOD, AAAAAGH, BOYS BOYS BOYS BOOOOOOOYS, TOMORROW AHMAHGAHD I'M FANGIRLING!" Ty made fun of us, jumping around and fanning his hands.

"Fuck off, Ty." Shay chuckled.

"I still haven't even met these people." Ty said.

"You'd like Ashton, he's your age." I said.

"Yaaaaaaay!" He said, grinning.

"You're a lost cause." Shay said.

"Feelin' the love here."

We all got comfy in the lounge and put on a movie. We were watching 'Grease'. An amazing movie, in my opinion. We were all throwing popcorn at eachother at one point. To be honest, since the boys left, nothing's really changed. We do the same shit, just 4 boys short. But I'm happy that they're having fun.

But, as I was watching the movie, I got a dreadful headache, the only time I ever felt headaches like these was when I was depressed when Michael left me, they were absolutely horrific. I groaned in pain.

Charlene shot up. "Brooke, what's wrong?" She asked, a worried expression filling her features.

"Headache." I whimpered. I tried standing up but collapsed back down, my limbs were weak and couldn't support me. These are all things that happened from when I was depressed, but I'm happy. What the hell?

"Holy shit, Brooke. Are you okay? I'll take you to the doctors." Shay started panicking.

"No, no." I said. My throat was hurting, so when I spoke it caused me pain, making the words come out barely audible. They all rushed over to me and helped me up. My chest got a soaring pain too, causing me to almost yell in pain.

"Fuck, this isn't good, we need to take her to a doctor." Ty said.

"No!" I said, but yet again, it came out like a whisper. "Sleep. I'll sleep. Maybe rest will help." I tried convincing them.

"Brooke Krystal Junes, there is something extremely wrong with you, you need a doctor and we'll take you to one." Charlene said sternly.

"No Char, I'll sleep." I said, trying to convince them.

The three of them shared unsure glances with eachother. Finally, Ty sighed.

"Fine. But sleep in my room. There's too much of a draft and my bed's better than out here." He said sternly.

"No, no, no! I can't kick you out of your own bed!" I said, it came out high pitched due to my attempt to speak loudly.

"Hospital or my room?" Ty said challenging. "I'm happy with both."

"You can't make me." I sassed.

"Watch me." He said. Before I could react, I was being picked up bridal style and taken up stairs. Tyrone ignored my cries and pleads to let him stay in his own room. When he flung his room door open, he dropped me onto his bed. He covered me with his duvet and tucked me in. I was already wearing Shay's pyjamas that I borrowed.