Short Stories

To kill a cold

Vikklan
*woahh it's a step forward, a change.*

Vikks PoV

A hard cough awoke me as I jumped out of bed, startled. "Lachlan?" I called into the air.

I hear a slow, rasp voice reply. "Yes?"

I walk into my guest bedroom and see Lachlan sprawled out on the bed, with tissues surrounding him like a king. "Catch a cold?" I ask, covering my mouth with the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

He slowly nods. "I feel like crap, man." He grabs another tissue and blows his nose.

"I guess I'll take care of you." I shrug as I make my way to the kitchen.

Before I walked out of the door I heard Lachlan say "#vikklan" but a cough arose from his throat, causing him choke.

I grab a garbage bag, gloves and a face mask, what? You can't be too safe. I return to his room with the gloves and mask on. I start picking up tissues and shoving then into the white bag. "First things first, you're not going to get better, soaking in the stuff that made you sick." I say.

When the tidying of the room I done, I call the towns Pizza Hut, and order three cheese pizzas. Pizzas help the colds. Wait, what was that? Soup helps colds? Nah, all myths, pizza helps everything, well food in general....

The pizza man arrives and I pay for them, and add a little more for a tip. I rush into the room like a model. "Look what I got!" I say, showing off the pizzas.

Lachlan laughs. "The second thing I love."

I raise an eyebrow."what's the first?" I ask out if curiosity.

"You, but don't worry, pizzas far from you in line." I laugh which makes me blush.

"I love you too." He grabs the pizzas and puts the aside onto the bed. He pulls me into a hug and I hug him back.

"Wait wait wait." I say, pushing him away from me. I Cover my mouth again, this time with the neck of my shirt. "Germs." Lachlan laughs, as he serves himself a piece of pizza.