Sick Day
~Evan's pov~
"ZOE" I called out running to her. She turned her head to face me.
"Yeah?"
"Where's Connor?" I said out of breath.
"Oh"she chuckled a little bit. "He's sick."
"Is he okay?" I was suddenly worried. Connor never got sick. He had an immune system of steel and when he did get sick it was probably the plague. I'm serious. His side effects would be coughing and sneezing, but if you got it from him you would have a running fever of 105, be vomiting, and probably die.
"HE'S fine. I can't say the same for anyone that comes in contact with him, but yeah he's okay."
"You didn't get anything from him, did you?"
"Oh god no. When he's sick I never go near him. And when I absolutely have to, I wear a hazmat suit."
I chuckled softly. Connor must be really sick. The bell rung and I ran off to class. Hopefully he is okay.
~Time skip~
~Connors's pov~
I was at home, alone of course. Apparently I'm dangerous to be around when I'm sick, so both my parents decided to work late tonight and Zoe is spending the night at Alana's place. So yeah, I'm just sitting in the the living room eating Ramen with a soft fuzzy purple blanket wrapped around me and watching the Princess Bride, I know it doesn't seem like it but I'm a sucker for a happy ending, what can I say. Anyway today seemed like it was going to be paradise. No nagging from my family, no one complaining that I was high, no homework or school and only because I sneezed a couple times. I do wish it wasn't so lonely here. I never knew how big the house felt when I was home alone. Probably because I'm never home alone. Everyone thinks I'll burn the place down or something.
Ding Dong
Zoe must have ordered some clothing or something online. I grunt as I pause the movie and slowly get off the couch moving to the door and opening it.
"Whadda ya want asshol-" I stop mid sentence to see my boyfriend Evan Hansen playing with his back-pack strap and looking at his shoes in the doorway.
"I uh- just uh- wanted- you're sick so I thought you uh- can I start over?" he said nervously laughing at the end. He was so adorable.
"Come on in. YOU'RE going to get sick if you stand outside for too long." I said grabbing his hand pulling him inside.
"Are you okay? Zoe said you were probably dieing." I shook my head.
"She likes to overreact." I stated simply seating him on the couch. He nodded and put his head on my shoulder and huddling close to me.
"You're so warm." he frowned.
"So?"
"So you have a fever and you've been home alone all day!" he huffed. "You should be taken care of when your sick." he mutters. He's too cute for his own good. I chuckle a little unpausing the movie.
"Do you have a thermometer?" he sighed
"nope" I said happily. I can't believe he actually cares that I have a mild fever.
"Well it's a good thing I'm always over-prepared!" he chirps leaving the couch to get his bag which he left at the door. I stretch out my had after him "Evaaannn! don't leave me here all alone." I say making the cutest puppy dog eyes possible.... for me anyway. He returns digging through a first aid kit pulling out a thermometer.
"Do you carry that wherever you go?" I ask skeptically cocking an eyebrow.
"Yep! My mom makes me take it with me everywhere ever since I... fell... out of that tree and broke my arm." he said staring at the wall for at least 5 seconds.
"Are you okay?" I ask, he looked as if he was remembering something painful, not physically painful, emotionally painful . He suddenly snapped back to reality and a smile was suddenly plastered on his face.
"Yeah I'm good. Now open your mouth." I did as I was told and he put the thermometer under my tongue. We sat there for a little while until we heard the beep.
"100.5" he shook his head. He went back to the first aid kit and pulled out a bottle with purple liquid inside. He poured it in the cap and handed it to me.
"Drink this." I, again, did as I was told and drank the dark purple liquid.
"AWE that is nasty!" I grimaced down at the empty cup. He chuckled a little.
"You're too cute for your own good." he cooed taking the cup and putting it back in the first aid kit.
"I am NOT cute!" I said annoyed. He was treating me like a child! "A-a-a chew." a small sneeze escaped me. He laughed and pulled me close into a tight hug.
"You sneeze like a kitten." he whispered in my ear sweetly. I glared daggers at him but he didn't seem to mind. I sighed in defeat, it was true my sneezes were pathetic. We sat in comfortable silence as the movie played in the background. I started to get sleepy in Evans warm arms. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep, but not before I heard Evan say "sweet dreams Con. get well soon." and everything's okay.
Hi guys! Please prompt me I'm low on ideas! Also I will give a shout out in the next chapter if anyone can guess where the "you sneeze like a kitten" thing is from.
Sincerely, me
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