Rock Bottom (A Tony Lopez Story/Fanfiction)

Chapter 38: Finale

It's been two weeks since then. I still get hella red around Ondre because all I can think about is the phone call every time I look at him. We have basically been avoiding each other. It's just so awkward. He still comes over just about everyday and hangs out because that's what he does but we haven't really been talking to each other. I know. Kinda stupid. And Tony and I having sex was the only thing that Liv would literally talk about. Could never catch a break form it. Tony was out at his hair appointment while everyone else was out doing their own thing. Ondre was the only one here with me. I've had a cold for a whole week and I did not have the energy to talk to him but I did anyway. I got up from the couch and slowly waddled to him sitting a the bar. I sat next to him and sighed in pain. He looked at me and the look he gave me was so innocent

Y/N: Yeah, I know I look like shit

Ondreaz: No. Not at all. You're sick

Y/N: Tell me something I don't know already

Ondreaz: Ummmm... Liv threw up this morning

I looked at him and he gave me a genuine smile. I shook my head at his goofiness and he laughed slightly

Y/N: What are we doing?

Ondreaz: Hm, what do you mean?

Y/N: Why the hell haven't we talked in two weeks

Ondreaz: We have

Y/N: Yeah, two words

Ondreaz: Well, I'm kinda pissed that you wouldn't let me leave

I looked at him and gave him the 'really?' face

Y/N: Do you really think I was going to let you go home because you heard us have sex?

Ondreaz: I mean, I was hoping

Y/N: And did you really think Tony was going to let you go without him?

Ondreaz: Well, no I didn't think about that

I shook my head

Ondreaz: Well, why haven't you been talking to me for three weeks?

Y/N: Because I was embarrassed that you heard it

Ondreaz: I get it but you are the one who ReMiNdEd me that we all did it in one room

Y/N: True

Ondreaz: Let's just forget about the whole thing

Y/N: Deal. I-

My stomach started to turn and I began to gag. Ondre furrowed his eyebrows as I jumped from my chair and ran into my bathroom. I lifted up the seat and began to throw up. Ondre ran into the bathroom right after and dropped to the floor beside me as he rubbed my back. He sat behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach as he rested the side of his face on my back, trying to comfort me. After I finished hurling all over the place, I gasped for air as I put the seat down and flushed the toilet. He rubbed my sides as I held my stomach

Y/N: I fucking hate being sick

Ondreaz: I know. But, trust me, you got it easy. When I get a cold, I puke every five minutes

Y/N: Lucky me

I sighed

Y/N: I think I should go to the doctor

Ondreaz: Right now?

I nodded as I slowly began to get up

Ondreaz: Do you want me to call Tony?

Y/N: No, he's busy

Ondreaz: Well, I'll come with you

Y/N: No, it's fine. You need to stay here in case he comes back and wonders where I am