(Really short chapter)
*(Y/N)'s POV*
I was sitting on my boyfriend's bed while drawing a picture. I looked up and saw Helen. He walked towards me and layed down on the bed.
"Are you okay papi?" I asked, Helen blushed at my nickname.
"I'm feeling sick."
"Let me guess, stomach hurting, feeling cold, and sore throat?"
"Yea."
"Let's go to EJ."
"Fine." BP responded.