Hey guys I'm finally back! So I've been really busy this year. I have so much work to do. Sometimes even though I'll have a lot of work I'll come here to write just to escape all the school stress. When I write this story, I am very relaxed and I enjoy doing this a lot. So this is basically my happy place that I come to when I don't feel like doing school work lol.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

Chris and Darren were sitting on Chris' bed telling jokes and laughing when Darren's cell phone rang.

"Who is it?" Chris asked.

"Cory."

Darren picked up his phone on the third ring, "Hey Cory what's up?"

"Hey Darren, listen we just finished shooting our last scene of the day. They let us out an hour earlier so it looks like some of us will be coming over. Is that ok? By the way how's Chris?"

"No problem Cory. And Chris is doing fine! He's actually up right now and we were both just fooling around telling jokes with each other. He just finished eating a soup and two apples so pretty soon I'm gonna be giving him some medicine so he can sleep through the whole night."

"Oh really? Wow man that's great! I can't thank you enough! Seriously!"

"Well it's no problem. I didn't have anything to do today anyways. I'm just glad that Chris is starting to feel better!"

"Yeah, yeah, me too!"

"So when do you think you guys will be coming over?"

"Umm… Well we just finished shooting so maybe we're all gonna go to our trailers, take a shower and then come after that? So what is that like half an hour? Yeah, so we'll be there around 7, just like I said in the first place."

"Awesome! We'll be waiting for you!"

"Alright. And thanks so much again! See you later!"

"Ok!"

Darren hung up his phone and but it back on the counter.

"So… what did Cory want?" Chris asked as soon as Darren turned to face him.

"Well he called to see how you were doing and then he said that since they wrapped up early, he and some friends would be coming here around 7 to pay us a visit."

"What? No! They can't see me like this! I look as pale and frail as ever, my hair's all messed up and I smell like vomit!"

"You do not. You smell like Listerine from using it too many times," Darren chuckled.

"Not funny!"

"Haha, I know. I'm just teasing ya. But come on they're your friends, they won't care. It's not like they've never been sick before."

"Yeah, but when they were sick they actually stayed at the privacy of their own home where no one could see them…"

"Well not all the time. Don't you remember the time when Lea also had a stomach virus, when you guys were in the middle of filming season one? And each time she finished the song she had to run backstage to puke?"

"Wait how do you know about that?"

"A little bird told me. Or should I say warbler?" Darren chuckled again.

"Come on! Tell me!"

"Lea told me silly. We were discussing if anyone else had gotten sick on set before and she told me her experience."

"Oh. Well at least she didn't humiliate herself in front of other people."

"Aw come on Chris. There's nothing embarrassing about vomiting. It's a natural thing when you're sick. Plus you can't control it either. My aunt is a nurse so I know these things. One time a guy projectile vomited all over her so don't worry there have been worse situations."

"Ok can we please stop talking about this? I'm getting sick just thinking about it," Chris had to swallow back bile that was starting to rise up in his throat.

"Yeah sure," Darren chuckled.

"What"

"Nothing, I just think it's cute that you have a weak stomach," Darren smiled putting his left arm around Chris' waist.

"So did they get a lot of work done on set today?" Chris asked.

"I don't know. I was texting Lea about it today and she still didn't text me back. I guess we'll find out soon when she comes to visit."

Chris moaned in despair.

"So, how bout that medicine? You ready to take it?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," Chris said sarcastically.

Darren went in to the kitchen, opened a bottle of Pepto Bismol and then got a small medicine cup to pour the liquid in. He then filled a glass of water and brought all the materials to Chris.

"Thanks Darren."

"No problem buddy. Just remember to drink slowly."

Chris rolled his eyes at him and smiled in return. He took the medicine cup from Darren's hands downing it in one gulp and then drank the water in small sips. Once he was finished, he gave the supplies back to Darren and put them in the kitchen and then came back once again to sit with Chris.

"So how do you feel?"

"No different than five minutes ago. My stomach still hurts and I'm still kind of dizzy and weak."

"Well you'll start feeling better in about ten minutes hopefully. Which reminds me, Cory and everyone else will be here in about twenty minutes!"

"What! That soon?"

"Yeah."

"Ok well I'm gonna go take a quick shower. I at least want to look living."

"Chris, it's not the president that's coming. You look fine…. for a sick person," Darren whispered those last four risky words.

"No I want to take a shower. I'll be out in about ten minutes."

Chris went to get up from the bed but as soon as he did, a wave of dizziness struck him and if he didn't lean against the wall in time, he probably would have hit the ground.

"Chris are you ok?" Darren asked in concern as he ran to his side.

Chris didn't answer quite yet. He was still trying to recover from his dizzy spell and blurry vision.

"Chris can you hear me?" Darren asked in a worried tone.

Chris just whimpered in return keeping his head against the cool feeling of the wall.

"Alright mister, no shower for you. I can't have you faint in there and worsen your condition," Darren said while petting his hair.

"No…Darren," Chris croaked out as he turned away from the wall to face him. "I'm ok now. I'll be fine. Just got up… too suddenly."

Darren looked at him with one eyebrow raised for further explanation.

"Let me take a shower. I'll be fine. Plus wouldn't the coldness of it help me bring down my temperature?"

"Yeah Chris but who says that you're not gonna have another dizzy spell or even worse, faint when you're taking your shower? I can't let that happen to you."

"I'm ok now though. And I just took my medicine so my dizziness will fade away. You even said that."

"I know, I know but I'm just…. worried."

"I'm fine. As I said before, I got up too quickly. But please let me take a shower. Everyone will be here soon!"

Darren sighed loudly, "Fine, you convinced me. Do you need any help?"

"No I'll be fine."

"Fine, but I'm staying inside the bathroom just in case you need me."

"Ok I'll take that."

Chris went to go move but Darren protested in return.

"Nah ah ah. Just so you won't scare me again, I'm gonna carry you inside. Don't want you having another dizzy spell."

"Darren are you serious? You can't carry me!"

"HA!" Darren laughed loudly, "You'd be surprised."

"Yeah, I don't think so."

"Are you kidding me? You probably even weigh less than I do! Look at how skinny you are!"

"Yeah, like you're not," Chris answered sarcastically.

"Yeah but not as skinny as you. Now come here. We have less than twenty minutes."

Darren scooped up Chris effortlessly off the ground and carried him in the bathroom. Once he got there, he put Chris down to sit on the toilet seat and then he got him a towel for after to rinse off.

"Alright you got what you wanted Chris. Now if you need anything or need me to help you just call me. I'll be sitting right here," Darren pointed at the toilet seat. "Now go ahead and get started Mr. Stubborn," Darren said smiling at Chris.

Well I hope you liked this chapter guys! I'm trying to keep this story as realistic as possible. Reviews are welcome anytime :)