(Based off of a friends episode I watched last night lmao and for people who use Celsius: 1) you're doing things right. 2) anything above 99 is a fever and when you hit like 106-112 you can die so yikes.)
I woke up at 10 AM feeling worse than before. "Hey... It's our anniversary today." I said, trying to be sexy but coughing.
"Oh hell no, get back in bed. I'll get you something to eat if you can hold it down and a bucket to puke in." He said, putting a blanket over my shoulders. "Johnnnn! I'm trying to be sexy!"
"And it is not working." He said. "Rude!" He sighed. "You know really gets me going?" Oh, that actually worked.
"What?" I say smirking. "When you get lots of sleep and rest while eating soup and drinking lots of fluids." "JOHNNNN." I complained as he ushered me back to bed.
"Hey Alex, are you awake?" I said, and tapped his shoulder. He just groaned. "You need to wake up and take your medicine now, okay? I'm sorry." I said, and shook him lightly.
"G...Go away Washington I don't need the p... the paper." He said groggily. Is he hallucinating?
"I'm not Washington, I'm John." "No you're not. Don't lie. You're the peanut dude." What the fuck? "
"Okay, I'm not Washington, but you need to take your medicine babe." "Don't call me babe!" He said, and tried to sit up before sitting down and puking in a bucket while I held his hair back. "I gotta... I got a boyfrien, man. I got one, not you. He's John, dude." I sighed and went to go get medicine and texted Eliza.
"Okay, here's you medicine. Please take it." I said worriedly, and he looked at me funny. "Put it in your mouth and swallow."
"Haha, that's what she said." He said, and ate it. I guess he'll still make bad jokes while he's sick. I put a thermometer in his mouth. "Keep this in here, okay? Then you can go to sleep."
I pulled it out and looked at it. "Holy shit! 103!"
flaminghomosexual: i don't think alex is doing as well as he should be. he finally fell asleep but he's like hallucinating and shit. he thought I was washington.
flaminghomosexual: he also has a 103 fever? idk what to do.
cinnamonroll: oh shit is he awake now? he really needs to go to the doctor. what are his symptoms?
flaminghomosexual: well he won't let me take him to the doctor or tell ME anything but he keeps clutching his stomach and coughing and he said he has a headache.
cinnamonroll: well if his fever goes to 104 it's hospital territory, so try to keep it down best you can. try to wake him up and take some aspirin if you have it, if not i'll go get it.
I woke up with a giant bright light, but I wasn't violently puking so it was better than last time. Then I realized.
"Well, there's Mr. Hamilton wide and awake." Said a doctor. I opened my eyes more. Well shit. I sat up.
"John... What the fuck?" I said. "You had a 104.5 fever and thought I was Washington!" He said defensively.
"Uh...Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Lauren? The fever was caused by acute exhaustion, dehydration, and the flu to make well... I shouldn't say this but, basically a shit storm. We got your fever down and you should be okay, just rest up for a week and try not to go to classes." Said the doctor, and John snorted.
"You will be discharged today in around 2 hours, we just need Mr. Laurens to keep an eye on you. And if you ask me sir, you should really take better care of yourself from what Mr. Laurens tells us." He said, and walked out the door.
There was a beat of silence. "So uh... Are we above having sex on a hospital bed?" I said, and John glared at me.
"Oh my god, you just almost died and you're worried about the sexy times!" He shouted.
"I didn't almost die."
"YES YOU FUCKING DID!" He yelled, and sighed.
"I'm sorry, I was just worried about you... I brought you my turtle pillow pet?" He said sheepishly, and handed me 'Lil Shit' (which is my name for him) while I laughed.
He climbed into the bed with me. "I'm sorry that 2/3 of our anniversaries had happened in hospitals." I said.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." As we were about to kiss, a nurse walked in and smiled. "Looks like you're free to go, sir!" She said, and removed the tube in my arm, and me and John walked outside.
[GroupChat Name: meme team 🐢🐢🐢]
FrenchieFry: DUDE WTF ELIZA JUST TOLD US THAT YOU ARR IN THE HOSPITAL WITH JOHM WTF HAMILTON YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING ARE YOU OKAY
anDPEGGY: ARE YOU OKAY OMG WHAT ROOM ARE YOU IN WHAT HAPPENED
HORSEFUCKER: OH MY GOD
SinnamonRollAngie: IF YOU GOT INTO ANOTHER FIGHT I SWEAR TO GID YOULL BE IN A HOSPITAL BED AGAIN BUT BECAUSE I BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU
Hamilsin: dude wtf im fine i just had a bad fever chill John is driving me home rn
[1 image: attached]
Washington: Why did you guys put me into a text with all of you? What is a meme? Why are there boxes? Is Alexander okay?
[Washington has been removed from the GroupChat]
CinnamonRollEliza: OH THANK GOD YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND ADD POOR WASHINGTON BACK PLEASE.
Washington: THIS IS MARTHA WHAT FUCKING HAPPENED TO MY LITTLE BABY DID SOMEBODY HURT YOU WHEN I FIND OUT HWO DID IM GONNA
I closed my phone before I could look at the very vulgar words being typed by my professor's wife.
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