𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉 : 𝚓𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚝

chapter11 ; fake wedding

"He's uh..."I didn't know how to label him. He grinned and said " I'm the man of her dreams." The lady smiled. "That's amazing to hear. Now you leave the store!" She said pushing Schlatt out. He gave me his credit card secretly as he wished me luck, winked, and went towards the beach. I was brought into the dresses. "Is there by any chance a short? Like not long dress?" I asked. The lady laughed. "It's your special day!" She handed me some, and I tried some. He walked in with icecream in hand as the lady saw him. "Oh! Your still not allowed in! Shoo!" She said as I poked my head out. He saw the head piece. "What a special guy." Said the lady as he left and ate icecream, while scrolling through Twitter. He spat it out from laughing as people were going insane. He seemed to love chaos. "Ah you two seem perfect." She said as I rose a brow. "Haha...yeah." I felt bad for this lady. She thought me and Schlatt were engaged, further more were once boyfriend and girlfriend. But we're just doing a stupid bit. She made me try on a dress and I looked amazing in it. "You look like an Angel, a wedded Angel." She said as I chuckled nervously. "You don't think it exposes..." I put my hands where my breasts were. It felt weird without a bra, or sports bra. "No! Show your pride. Your not a single lady." She said. In real life I was. I noticed why Schlatt was doing this. I turned pink as I gave her his card and gave me the bag. I covered my mouth, not ready for what I thought. "Hey Y/N, turns out everyone thinks were fucking." He said as I chuckled, butterflies rising. "You think it's a good idea, we are just best friends." I said as he saw how big the bag was. His smile faded. "Well you see the thing is Y/N-"

I start coughing hard, my lungs feeling curshed. He noticed and had a worried face. "Shit, Y/N! What's happening!" He said grabbed my shoulders and looking at my face. I try to speak but my air way was being cut. All I could say was,"9...1..1" He nodded and quickly called saying it's a dire emergency."Shit...I'm sorry if I shoved the bit onto you." He said patting my shoulder, and trying to help. "I just thought it would be funny, plus you looked way to good in that."A smile creeped onto my face as I kept coughing my lungs out, tears rolling out.  I felt his hand on my shoulder, trying his best to help. One day. The one day I'm enjoying myself I feel like I'm going to die. Suddenly a lady came up to me and grabbed my inhaler and pushed it into my mouth, forcing air flow. I coughed, and coughed as that Air Force was working. The ambulance came and treated me. Schlatt grabbed everything I had to make it easier for the people. I was hooked up and that lady was told to stay as they knew they need to rush off. He stood, feeling guilt. The lady turned to him. "Such a fine young lady..." he looked at her. "You didn't know what to do, it's alright. We all do that sometime in life." He thought to himself for a bit and stared. After him being called to go towards the LA Hospital, he called Charlie to pick him up. "Y/N I think had a severe asthma attack or something but it looked like her lungs were becoming raisins with the look she kept giving me." He said over the phone as Charlie seemed to only be 2 blocks down. He saw Schlatt with the bags as he chuckled. "So we went a bit shopping and to continue our bit-" he pulled a bit of the wedding dress up as Charlie laughed. Carson seemed to join in. He placed the bags down as they sped off towards the hospital. I hated the hospital. Always such bad memories of pain and almost really death. I almost died once from the doctors not treating me correctly. I was hooked up on the hospital bed. The beeps getting loud. I started crying, I'm such a weak person. I heard a knock and thought it was the nurse. It wasn't, it was better. Charlie, Carson, and Schlatt. "Hey Y/N.." said Carson, looking at how I was. I waved. I couldn't speak as a mask was over my mouth giving me air. Charlie sat down next to me, he was holding in tears. "It's the same thing from the 6th grade." He said as I nodded. Schlatt stood there, looking away. He couldn't handle seeing me, cause he didn't know what to do. He got a phone call and went to answer it. I understood that. As visiting hours were closed I always seemed to think that being this state is awful. It's October 5th, and Twitch con ends in 2 weeks. I sighed into the mask as I fell asleep.