Fourth of July (Stanley Uris x female!! reader)

Chapter 7

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Your POV: 

'Or the Fourth of July?'

Stan pulls into my driveway and holds me up while he sets his bike down. ¨You should've listened the first time I told you to go to sleep last night, Ma Papillion, ¨ he says as he picks me up, carrying me into my house and up to my room, laying me on my bed. I hum tiredly in response. Stan goes to my closet and takes out a pair of my gym shorts and one of my sleep shirts and hands it to me. ¨I'll go wait outside your door while you change.¨ he says as he goes and waits outside my door, shutting it behind him. I get up and change and put my clothes in my laundry hamper and I wipe off my makeup. I feel everything I've eaten that day rise from my stomach as I kneel down in front of my toilet, puking everything I had eaten that day out. Stan walks in and walks over to me, holding back my hair and rubbing my back soothingly. I eventually stop and Stan wipes my face and picks me up, carrying me to my bed and laying me down. Stan walks over to my record player and puts on my Kate Bush album. I groan quietly and Stan comes over to me and sits down at the end of my bed. I move and lay my head in his lap. He strokes my hair and I yawn.¨Your so tired, Ma Fraise.¨  Stan says as he looks down at me frowning. I hum in response, not having enough energy to do or say anything. ¨Sleep, Y/n.¨ he nagged, as he moves me onto my pillow and lays next to me, wrapping his arms around me. I yawn and roll over, burying my head in his chest. Stan rubs my back and strokes my hair as I slip off into sleep, feeling so at ease with his arms around me.

Stan's POV:

I continue stroking her hair and rubbing her back until I hear her soft snores. I smile and kiss the top of her head. ¨Je t'aime, Ma Papillion.¨ I whisper. Hillary comes into Y/n's room and smiles. ¨Aw! Look how sweet!¨ she shrieked quietly, grabbing Y/n's Polaroid, and snaps two pictures. She sets one on her nightstand and gives me the other one. ¨She's sick.¨ I say as I smile at the picture. Hillary frowns and sets down the camera. ¨I'll go get her plushie and some water.¨ Hillary says leaving the room. A few minutes pass and Hillary walks in with a bottle of water and an orange dinosaur plushie. ¨Here, this is for when she wakes up.¨ she says setting two pills on her nightstand. I smile at Hillary, ¨Thanks.¨  I say as she nods and leaves the room, shutting the door behind her. I slowly drift off to sleep, holding Y/n in my arms and not caring about anything but her.

Your POV:

I wake up to soft snoring coming from the handsome curly-haired Jew. I sit up and I start having a coughing fit. Stan wakes up and sits up, yawning and patting my back. ¨You ok, Love?¨ Stan questions, yawning. ¨Yea, sorry if I woke you.¨ I apologized between coughs. ¨It's ok, Ma Fraise. I don't mind.¨ He says smiling. My coughs die down and I move to sit in Stan's lap. I wrap my arms around him, burying my head in the crook of his neck. He lays down and rubs my back. ¨I need medicine.¨ I say softly. Stan grabs two pills off my nightstand and hands them to me. ¨Hillary brought them for you along with your dinosaur and a bottle of water.¨ he says as he hands me the water and I take a sip swallowing the pills. I hand the water back to him and he sets in on my nightstand. My mom walks in and looks at us, ¨Is everything ok?¨ she asks. ¨No, Mrs. Y/l/n, she's sick.¨ Stan says, frowning. ¨Oh, oh dear.¨my mom sympathizes. I sneeze then let out a few quiet coughs. "Bless you, hun." mom uttered, frowning.¨Can you help Hillary take care of her? I have to leave for a business trip and I won't be back for about a week and a half, ¨  she says, looking at  Stan and then at me looking nervous and also sympathetic. ¨Of course, Mrs. Y/l/n.¨ Stan says and rubs my back. ¨Thank you, Stanley.¨ she says and he nods. "Alright, Y/n, honey I'll be back in about a week and a half, and til then please try to rest and get better. I love you." Mom explains and smiles. "Ok, I love you too, Mom," I murmured tiredly. My mom leaves the room and I yawn. ¨Stan, can we watch a movie?¨ I ask. Stan nods and kisses the top of my head. ¨Sure, Ma Papillion, what movie do you wanna watch?¨ he answers, smiling. ¨Can we watch Back to the Future?¨ I ask, smiling softly at him. ¨Sure,¨ he says as he gets up,¨Do you want to go to the living room and watch it?¨ he asks and I nod, starting to stand up. Stan picks me up bridal style. ¨Wait, I need to grab some stuff.¨ I say as he sets me down and I slowly make my way around my room with a bag. I put my Polaroid, my dinosaur, my bottle of water, my blanket, my sketchbook, and my sketch pencils in the bag and also grabbed the box of tissues from my dresser. ¨Ready?¨ Stan says as he smiles at me. I nod as I sneeze. ¨Bless you,¨ he says picking me up again and carrying me downstairs to the living room and laying me on the couch. ¨I'll turn on the movie, Ma Fraise, you just make yourself comfortable, ok?¨ Stan says, handing me the bag I brought from my room. I nod and take out my water, my dinosaur, and my blanket. ¨Stan, I forgot a pillow.¨ I say, frowning slightly. ¨Ok, I'll go get your pillow, I'll be right back, ¨ he says as he goes upstairs and comes back with my pillow. ¨Raise up,¨ he says, as I sit up. He places the pillow behind me on the couch and I lay back, the pillow being a better head rest then the arm of the couch. Stan turns on the TV and the VCR and puts in the Back to the Future VHS. He walks over to the couch and sits down at the end of the couch. ¨Stan come lay with me. Please.¨ I say, yawning. ¨Ok,¨ he says as he lays down beside me, laying on his side. I turn to lay on my side facing the TV and he wraps his arms around my waist. ¨Stan?¨ I ask, watching the movie. ¨Yes, Ma Papillion?¨ he says, laying the side of his head on top of mine. ¨What are we?¨ I ask, coughing a little. ¨Well, what do you want us to be?¨ he asks, kissing me on the cheek. ¨I don't know.¨ I say as I yawn. ¨Well, I think I know, ¨ he says, turning me over gently so I'm now facing him. ¨What?¨ I say, my face turning a shade of pink. ¨Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?¨ Stan asks kissing the tip of my nose softly. I smile and mutter out a soft and sleepy, ¨Yes.¨ Stan smiles and gives me a quick peck on the lips and smiles. ¨Je t'aime, Ma Fraise.¨ he says, only loud enough for me to hear. ¨Je t'aime, Amourex.¨ I say as I drift off to sleep with Stan holding me close.

Stan's POV:

I hear soft snores coming from Y/n and I smile. I reach over her gently and grab her Polaroid out of her bag. I cover the flash with my finger and take a picture of her. ¨Your blind if you can't see how much love I have for you in my heart Y/n.¨ I say softly, slipping the picture into my pocket. I put her camera back in her bag and yawned. I lay my head on the pillow, gently pressing my forehead against Y/n's. I kiss the tip of her nose softly and I drift off to sleep.

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(French Translation: Ma Fraise means My Strawberry, Ma Papillion means My Butterfly, Je t'aime means I love you, and Amourex means Lover.)