He asked if I was at Chili's and I said 'No'. Did any one else see the bottom and the top? That little fucker pretended to be me! What the fuck Chase?!!! xD Also, guess who called me? Fucking Garrett. Bye!! Love you all!! Vote and Comment!! Bye!!
(A/N): I don't know about you (but I'm feeling 22!!) but that healed me right up! Yeah, Chase did a good job on details didn't he? I read it too and that's why I commented 'I regret this already' cause I agreed to the smut but Chase wanted to write and publish it so I let him. "Isn't that his thing-" "Shut up! It's mine now!" "You're mine now." I giggled and leaned closer to Lui, "#Brockward." I giggled and he laughed. "I didn't see nothing!" He yelled as he walked downstairs. "Whoa, sorry about this." Brock said as he put his hands up and then over his eyes. I don't care anymore." He said and kissed my lips. I tried wiping my germs off with my wet washcloth but he stopped my hand. "Yes." My smile fades as I realized what I did. I giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Did-Did you get it?" He asked, fumbling with his hands. "(Y/N)?" He called, I patted the bed signaling that I want him to sit down. "I'll love you until this rose dies" it said and I smiled. I set it aside and picked up the soup, it was alphabetic soup but no other letters in it other than the 3 words 'I love You' I smiled and took my spoon. Once he left, I grabbed the rose, hoping to smell it but it was fake. I saw Lui set soup, a rose, and a piece of paper on my nightstand. My eyes were barely open so mostly I was pretending to be asleep. I woke up to the creak if my door and to the smell of tomato soup or something. I truly do love her." "Just to warn you, she's turned down guys before." He said as he pays my shoulder and walks to her room. "I wanted to tell her how I feel." "And this is how?" He smirked and I playfully hit him. "Ok, this soup is for (Y/N)." "Why is it kids soup?" He laughed and I blushed. "N-No." "You stutter when you lie." He points out. "Something going on here?" He asked peering over my shoulder. I heard she was sick." He smirked as I kept cooking. "Brock? What're you doing here?" "Checking on my sister of course. I took a pot, turned on the stove, and put the soup in, letting it cook. "Perfect way to tell her." I said as I took the can out. In the cabinet was a bowl of alphabetic soup. I know it wasn't David's fault because his advice is always right. I can't get the guts to tell her and all David said is 'Love takes time'! "Dammit David!" I hit the wall with my fist. She is the best thing that's ever happened to the crew. I loved (Y/N) ever since Brock told us about her. "God, why does she see me as a friend?" I scold myself. "Yeah, friend." I shrugged as he shut the door and I went to sleep.
"Thanks for being a good friend Lui." He paused for a second, looking upset and then held his chin up. "Not until that cough, stomach ache, and fever goes away." He said and was about to leave the room. "How long of I have to stay in bed? I wanna record!" I complained and he laughed. He pulled back his hand and brought a thermometer. He was lowering his hand to my head to help me but I moved away. "What do you feel like?" "My stomach hurts, I have a headache, my throat is sore, and I have a bit of a cough." I said and he nodded. "No, I feel horrible." I complained and he sighed. "Any better?" Lui asked as he put the cap on the NyQuil. "Oh my god." I groaned as I had to painfully swallow more of my medicine. We all need to clear our heads after clearing (almost all of us) our stomachs xD. Anywho, the cure to this sickness is a Lui Calibre one shot. A guy can dream can't he? He can look but can't touch XD. Oh, you have it too? I threw up from that know why? Cause I didn't write that. I can't specifically remember the allegations myself, essentially Lui was both verbally and mentally abusive towards his girlfriends, and essentially when they wouldn't do what Lui wanted them to do, he'd end up gaslighting them.(A/N): *achoo!* Sorry. I'm a little late to the party here, but chose to come here instead of making a seperate thread.
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