Mest
Mood:
lazy
Now Playing: Stockholm Syndrome - Blink 182 (it was still playing taste of ink last chapter)
Topic: Chapter Seven
Billy woke up around seven o' clock the next morning.
"Hey, guys?" He blinked, confused. "Toni, Ally?" He struggled to sit up, not working very well, because the fever had made him weaker. He coughed. "Guys?" No answer. "GUYS!" It took all his breath to yell that. Incase you were wondering, Ally and Toni didn't fall asleep in Billy's room. Infact, they had left his room so they wouldn't wake him up, and fell asleep in the computer room, on the floor.
Still, no one answered Billy's call, partially because it was seven am, and partially because they were in the basement. Billy's room happened to be on the top floor. So Billy, realizing that they weren't gonna answer him, attempted to get out of bed to find them. And he was successfull. In failing, that is. And besides, he was cold. He still wasn't wearing a shirt. "Brrr..." He tried getting up one more time, but this time only succeeding in sitting up. He was dizzy, and the room was all topsy-turvy. So he let his head fall onto the faded blue pillow case again. "Ow..." He grabbed a book because he was bored, but yea, he couldn't read in because his eyesite was blurry-ish. "Guys..." He started tearfully. "Guys, come ba-a-ack..." He closed his eyes and cried softly untill he fell asleep again.
It was around noon now, and Ally and Toni were in the kitchen finding ingredients to make breakfast.
"Well, d'you think we should go check on Billy now?" Toni asked, opening a cupboard to try and find some cinnamon.
"Yea," Ally replied preoccupiedly, rummaging through the pantry. "Can you pass me the honey?" She held out her hand so that Toni could put the squeeze-bottle in her palm. She did. "Thanks. Now let's go" They went out of the kitchen and were now climbing up the stairs to Billy's room. Toni opened the door.
"Billy?" She walked inside, closer to the bed, and shook her boyfriend. "Billy, you awake?"
"Mmm....one...more...minute..." He rolled over so he was facing Antoinette. "Hey girl!" His face lit up, he looked happy to see her, though his face was still flushed, and his eyes barely opened. But still, he looked delighted. Toni smiled back at him. "What's wrong...?" He asked her.
"You..." Was her answer. His face fell.
"Me? What, you wanna breakup or something, 'cuz I can do that..." A single tear fell from his Rootbeer colored eye. His left one. "Yea, I'll break up for you..."
"No, no, no...Billy, it's not like that. What I meant, was that you're sick. And that's wrong." She lifted up his tear-streaked face with her red-nailpolish clad fingers, and wiped his tears away with her other hand. "Billy, don't cry. It's okay. I don't want to break up. " Billy leaned his head on her shoulder and kept on crying. "Billy, stop. Billy, I love you..." That sure perked him up.
"Really...?" He asked, his expression hopeful and pleading. Yet again, I use that expression..."'Cuz I...I love you too..."
"Really." She assured him. He smiled, and leaned in for a kiss, which turned out into a make-out spree, as Toni fell ontop of the bed, which means she fell ontop of him...
"Uh, guys, please...Toni, he's sick. You could catch something, and then I'd have to hang out with Thorn and Ari." Ally butted in. But of course, no one acknowledged her, as well, they were making out. "Well, this is happy..." Billy only stopped for enough time to say, "that's my line..." And then they continued again. Ally then left the room to find more random ingredients to make breakfast, well actually, lunch.