How to Min3craft

XIV

Josh's POV.
After an eventful morning, we just did random stuff except Paris. She just sat and coded all day so soon enough, it was supper time. Rob and Paris cooked. Rob made baked potatoes while Paris made steak. And it was damn good. We all sat across from our bed buddy and it was weird because almost everyone caught another couple looking at each other. It was soon dusk and we all got into our beds. I heard a silent 'Love you ' but I could not tell who it was. I fell asleep and woke up. This pattern repeated for a few days. Every couple would leave with each other and return later. My buddy was Harry. So we ended up getting supplies. What I thought was funny was one night at supper, Mitch came back with something.
A hickey.
He tried to hide it, but we saw.
"Mitch, is that a hickey?" Lachlan asked Mitch.
"W-What?" He asked as everyone looked at him.
"You have a hickey." Lachlan continued
"No, I don't."
"I saw it." I replied.
"So did I." Paris said.
"Who gave you a hickey?"
"Well from what I saw is there was two main points of the hickey so, it was not human and it has dog-like teeth." Paris said staring right at Jerome.
"Alright, fine." Jerome said holding up his paws. "I gave Mitch the hickey." He admitted. Everyone just looked at them.
"Are you two dating?" Harry asked.
"Yeah." Mitch said.
"I ship it." Paris muttered.
"Anyways let's just continue eating." Jerome said trying to get the attention away from him.
"Eating Mitch's face." Paris again said.
"Oi, would you shut up." Mitch said. And we all did and continued to eat. After we finished all of us split up. But soon enough, we were all back in the bed area. I laid down and almost fell asleep. But I heard something, or one. I opened my eyes and someone had gotten up and was walking out. I got up and followed the figure. It walked out and over to secluded part of the spawn, and threw up.
"Oh my god." I said as they did I ran over and saw Harry. He was violently pale and had just puked.
"Harry."
"J-Josh, what are you doing?"
"I heard you get up."
"Oh." I put my hand to his head and asked.
"Are you okay?"
"No, Josh I'm worried. Earlier at dinner, I was thinking that Mitch and Jerome were so cute. And then I thought, what would happen if one of them died. Or any of us and and I.." He said bending over about to throw up again. I put my hand on his back and said.
"And you are worrying yourself sick."
"Yeah."
"Here let's get you back." He slowly got up and I helped him to the bed area.
"Th-Thanks Josh." he said as he just entered.
"Your welcome." I said as I put him down and put the blanket of top of him.
"Now go to bed."
I got up and walked back to my bed and sat down just watching Harry as he slept. You could say I was the mom of the group. I was the one that never got drunk and drove them home. I was the one to give them water and pain killers when they were throwing up and the one to help the headache when hangover kicked in. It was just an instinct. And my instinct was to watch Harry was okay. For about an hour, I watch and made sure he was okay.
Eventually, I fell asleep. I woke up and Harry was still asleep. So I laid back and waited. After lunch, he woke up and I watched him. We mainly just sat around and bantered. At dinner, I asked Paris for bread and me and Harry sat and ate the bread in the bed area. We continued to talk when everyone walked in and got ready for bed. I did the same but stayed up and a little longer than usual and watched Harry. I eventually fell asleep and soon enough morning was upon us. Harry looked better today, and I decided to get everyone to do something. Soon enough, all of us were in a circle playing Clean Truth or Dare.
After awhile, Harry got asked.
"When was your last sickness?"
"Um....two nights ago." Everyone just looked.
"I was worrying my-myself sick."
"Did anyone know?"
"I did." I said.
"Umm...okay. Harry asked someone a question."
"Uh..Paris what was the last song you sang?"
"Do I have to sing it?"
"Yes."
"Okay,it is Battle Scars by Paradise Fears." She said then started.

This is an anthem for the homesick, for the beaten,
The lost, the broke, the defeated.
A song for the heartsick, for the standbys,
Living life in the shadow of a goodbye.

Do you remember when we learned how to fly?
We'd play make-believe; we were young and had time on our side.
You're stuck on the ground,
Got lost, can't be found.
Just remember that you're still alive.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

This is a call to the soldiers, the fighters,
The young, the innocent, and righteous.
We've got a little room to grow.
Better days are near,
Hope is so much stronger than fear.

So if you jump, kid, don't be scared to fall.
We'll be kings and queens in this dream, all for one, one for all.
You can light up the dark,
There's a fire in your heart,
Burning brighter than ever before.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

On and on, like we're living on a broken record.
Hope is strong, but misery's a little quicker.
Sit, and we wait, and we drown there,
Thinking, "Why bother playing when it's unfair?"
They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief.
They tell me luck will travel, I tell 'em that's why I've got feet.
Left, right, left, right,
Moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat.
This could be the last chance you have to fly.
Do you like the ground? Want it to pass you by?
Man, you had it all when you were just a kid.
Do you even remember who you were back then?
What do you want in life? Will you be twice as strong?
What would you sacrifice? What are you waiting on?
Don't stop, march on.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

Keep marching on.

She finished and everyone was silent. We started clapping and we ended the game there. It did not need to go any further.