People change

"Mom I'm 16, we don't need a babysitter, I can take care of them." I yelled. "Fio your irresponsible, I could never trust you with them." My mom sighed. I thew my hands up in frustration and walked out of the room. Hey I'm Fio, there's not much I have to say. I thought I figured the world out, but then my world shattered. Will I ever be able to put the puzzle back together. I guess you'll have to see.


24. sick buddies 2

Lyric's POV

By now we are all on the your bus heading to Raleigh NC. The boys were supposed to have another Florida concert but it got canceled do to... well I don't know, I just kinda nodded and went back to sleeping.

I headed into the bunk room and laid down. I laid in Luke's, do to my stuff being there.

I still feel like crap, and I used most of my energy at the interview to try to be 'peppy'. When in reality I just kinda sat there quiet. My friends all tell me I'm a complete bitch when I'm sick. Either that or just an annoyance.

I plugged my phone in the outlet and scrolled through twitter.

Apparently the hashtag #makeaband attached to photos of me and the girls, had gone viral. It all started with Brenton being the nosy nub he is, listening to the radio casting. Of course Luke saw this on the way home and retweeted it, and so did the others. And now as you can guess it's gone viral.

Once I was done with that I checked my messages.

Brenton: the team misses you at our weightlifting 😞

(Insert video of team mates saying various versions of "we miss you"

Mom: I txted you yesterday saying I got you signed up for online school, you need to txt me and get on it before you fall behind

Mom: there's only 2 months left of school, you need to finish it out

Alex Smart: your mom told me to tell you to txt her

Brenton: I miss you sis


Brenton: I meant ME

Logan: baby I'm really sorry

That last text, made me feel... I don't know. It just bothered me in a way I can't describe. He is such a dick, but is he really sorry. Don't get me wrong, I would never go back to him, but I would hate to keep a grudge.

I know, I know, coming from the girl who held a grudge with Luke. But I'm a tad bit of a hypocrite. Did I forget to mention I hate hypocrites.

My internal argument with myself was cut off by Luke opening the bunk curtain.

"Whatcha you doin'. He sang, his voice still raspy from his sore throat.

"Being a sicky and feeling icky." I laughed at my resemblance to my little sister Zoey.

"Well is there room for one more?" He laughed, and of course a little cough following.

"Always." I chirped.

He got in and laid beside me. We were both turned on our sides facing each other. Our sick breath mingling with each others. Kinda gross if you ask me. Not the fact that we're facing each other. But the fact out breaths stink due to our sore throats. But the stuffy noses helped with that issue.

"So what's up with you lately?" Luke questioned.

"Gonna have to call me my mom, and tell her I'm gonna get going with school. Call Breton and tell him I miss him. Text Andrew and tell him I called my mom, and I miss him. Text my coach saying when I'll be back. Hit a gym so I don't lose the little muscle I have!" I said, rather quickly.

"You?" I questioned.

"Just the same old band thing," He laughed. "What about your band?"

"My band?!" I coughed.

"Yah you and the girls, your band." He smiled bopping my nose.

I fake flinched away, and laughed to myself.

"I know this is what Sky wants, and the rest of the girls. But I don't think we'll get famous. So yah just for fun, messing around but nothing more. We might start a youtube account." I said more questioning my own words than making them seem fully planned.

"With our management we could take you guys places." He said, making me to question his offer.

"No, no. If we make it, we want it to be our success. Don't get me wrong, what one direction did for you was great, but I don't want to categorized as "5sos wanna be's" . And we don't want our success to be all based on you guys." I kinda of vented. It's one thing that I felt very strongly about.

"I get it, but if you ever need our help, we can." He said before snuggling deeper into me.

Huh? Becoming a band... that's cool. Real cool.

Thoughts ran through my head of million opportunities that we could have. That wouldn't happen, how would it start.

My body soon fell into a deep slumber. Darkness instead of vision. Limp , instead of moving.

I woke up to a horrible stinging in my throat. I looked up to find an empty spot.

"SKYLARRRRR." I yelled, coming more of a hushed yelp.

Skylar's POV

"SKYLARRRRR." Fiona whimpered loudly.

"Paige!" I whispered frantically.

"Oh no. No no no." She said getting up and walking to the bathroom. Fuck.

I got up reluctantly and went to the bunk room.

There she laid, pale, and whimpering.

"Yah?" I questioned softly. You can do this Skylar. Stay calm.

"I don't feel goooood." She whined.

"Well where's Luke?" I asked.

"If I knew I would get him!" She said rudely.

"Well I don't need to be here." I said walking away.

"Nooooo! Please Skylar. I don't want to be alone." She whined once again.

"Fine what do you want." I sighed.

"I don't feel good, and I want someone to talk to. And I'm hungry, but nothing sounds good. So I need help finding something to eat. And I'm cold and hot, so I want my heated blanket. Please."  She said... once again whining.

"Yah I'll be back." I said trying my best to sound okay with it. I just know that she will change her mind a million times before she's satisfied.

I went into the living room to get her blanket when I saw Luke walking in.

"Hey Lucas." I said sickeningly sweet.

"What." He said dreading the response.

"Guess who's finally sick enough for you to take care of her." I smiled.

"Come on I had to do this all our childhood." He sighed dramatically.

"And I've had to do it the past 2 years." I sassed lightly shoving the blanket into his chest. It's like we're fighting who takes care of our sick child. But it's true, she is a whiny, rude, sassy, picky child. That I am now hanging off to Luke.

Luke's POV

I huffed angrily and grabbed the blanket. You see there's no exaggeration that this is a nightmare. I used to take care of her when she was sick. My mother would send me over to the Hemmings to give Fiona's mom a brake.

I walked into the room and plugged the banker in covering up Fio.

"I'm so hot!" She whined. Oh here's the whining.

"I sure didn't miss this." I laughed, only half-joking.

"Just love me." She whispered.

"I do." I chuckled.

"I'm so hungry." Do I even have to say she was whining. It's pretty self explanatory, if I do say so myself.

"No your not, I'm bring you food, your gonna say you don't want it and then say you aren't hungry. So let's just lay down." I said in a 'matter of fact' tone.

I hopped in beside her and brought her close. It's not like we had much room anyways.

She lightly coughed but soon left it nasally snores.


Sorry just a filler. Sorry I haven't been updating a lot, and right now I'm doing this late at night but I've just been really busy with school approaching and summer homework and other stuff but thank you all I love you so much, like all that stuff. PS this is literally how I am when I'm sick ha ha.

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