Hey guy's now onto chapter three! Thank you for the review!
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England lay on the comfy bed while America rushed off to find sick people food.
He lay slightly panting and trying kind of hard not to think of the fact America was actually worried about him. This was only temporary.
America returned to the room with a small bowl of soup and a coup of water, he been carrying them on a platter.
"sit up Iggy, I'll help you eat okay?" America said calmly while setting the platter on the bed stand next to England. England slightly sat up with a small grunt, "do I have to eat?" He practically whined. "yes England you can't take these pills on an empty stomach."
England pouted but didn't argue. "open your mouth dude im'a feed you." America said picking up the spoon and blowing on it slightly. "don't call me dude, I'm not one of your stupid friends."
"I can see your feeling better already." America smiled. (your not one of my friends your much more.)
England opened his mouth with another pout, and America fed him the soup. England tried hard to swallow but instead got up and ran to the bathroom again,
America fallowed behind him watching him barf up what was in his mouth, and some air. He walked over to him and rubbed his back.
"Was it that bad?" America said with a chuckle. "No it wasn't bad food is just so gross to-" and the thought of food mad him vomit again. America rubbed his back making shh noises to try to calm him down.
Once England was done America flushed to toilet and grabbed a towel to wipe England's mouth with. "You okay?" he asked. But England didn't answer instead he leaned on America's chest and closed his eye's.
America didn't move slightly shocked from the action he let out a gasp. Looking down at him he pet his head to comfort his friend.
"Hey England don't fall asleep yet we still need to get you to eat."
England only let out a already half asleep grunt.
"England," America whined looking around for something to help him. Then he spotted the shower. Aha!
"Iggy San let's get you into that shower." England slightly looked up at America... "But America I'll have to get naked to do that." America gulped slightly. Considering the sexy thoughts he had been having about England most of the day, that would probably be a bad idea.. but he couldn't let anyone know about those thoughts especially England whenever he got the strength he would blast him into last Saturday.. witch was a good day, so he wouldn't mind that to much.
But still.
"America?" He snapped out of his thought with a gasp, looking down at his friend and smiling. "Well it looks like your awake so, let's get you something to eat, alright?
England covered his mouth at thought of food but swallowed the need to vomit and nodded. He grunted and laid his head on America's chest, "carry me please?" England asked.
America looked down at England with a small blush spread on his cheeks. Luckily England's eyes were closed, so he didn't see it.
America stood up holding England bridal style again, and carried him to the room, after laying him on the bed he picked up a peace of bread that was sitting next to the bowel of soup, and tore off a small peace.
England's eye's were still closed, he was resisting to smell the soup that had made him sick a few moments before. But he felt something soft against his lips.. he decided to lick it, and found out it was a small peace of bread.
A little disappointed, he opened his mouth to consume the bread that was being fed to him...wait... why was he disappointed?... England blushed as he slightly opened his eye's to look up at America.
America must have been giving him a cute ass look because England looked away.
"you okay?" America asked holding another small peace of bread. England nodded.. "can I take my pills now?"
"just a few more bites of bread okay?"
England nodded and turned his head back to look at America.
America gave him the best calm smile he could, and England blushed some more.
What was this he was feeling?
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end of chapter three you guy's next chapter is going to be really really cute so don't miss it! :D