A/N: Heyy guys! I'm proud of this chapter, so hope you guys like it! Btw you guys should chek out my tumblr, basically everything I post is about degrassi :) the name there is moxxyrain

Drew, Clare, Bianca and Adam all sat together in lunch one afternoon. Usually, Adam sat with Eli at lunch, but for the past couple of weeks he had been sitting with them. Eli had become more and more social, lately. So social that he had girls crawling all over him.
He sat with a variety of people; from jocks, to science club nerds, to girls who were completely in love with him.

The guy atrracted alot of people when he wasn't dressed in all black, skinny jeans and eyeliner.

He attracted so many people, in fact, that he had no time and attention left for Adam. Adam obviously saw this as a suckish thing, but Clare had to admit she was kind of glad. Her and Adam used to be so close but after her breakup with Eli, they had become so distant. So Clare was glad she was getting a chance to gain a best friend back.

"Sooo...", Bianca said trying to break the silence. "Why's everyone so quiet?"

They all remained silent.

"Hello people!", she exclaimed, finally gaining their attention.

"Oh...yeah...heyy..sorry, sup", they all muttered as a bunch.

"I'm just thinkin' about my chem test later", Adam said.

"And my English paper", Clare piped up. "I haven't even started it yet". She looked down at her potatoes regretfully.

"Awe, that reminds me I have a math test- Wait", she paused. "What am I saying? I don't care about math tests. I've been hanging with you people too much", she shook her head in mock-regret.

Clare and Adam laughed. But Drew remained silent, staring at his untouched plate of food.
"Drew, what's your deal? You haven't said a word in like forever", Bianca said with an inquisitive expression.

"Yeah, hun. You okay? You haven't even touched your lunch", his girlfriend added worriedly.

"How motherly of you, Clare", Bianca joked.

"Shut up", Clare giggled.

"I dunno, just... Someone get rid of this crap before I hurl" he said gesturing toward his lunch tray with a look of disgust.

"Oh, it's just the food? It doesn't look thatbad...", Clare inquired as Adam slid the disposable tray off of the table and into the trash can.

"Nah", he sighed. "I've been feelin' kinda gross all day"

"Oh", Clare put her hand on his back, lovingly.

"Dude, just call mom and ask her to bring you home", Adam suggested.

"Nah, man", he said tiredly. "I think i'll be fi-"

At that moment, he covered his mouth, stood up, and ran toward the men's room.

Adam then sighed and took out his phone.

"Calling your mom?", Clare asked.

"Yep"

As Adam began explaining Drew's dilema to their mother, Clare turned to face Bianca.

"Awwe, my poor baby", she expressed with a saddened look. "I should've known he wasn't feeling well. He barley said a word all day."

"Chill out, hun. You're not Super Woman", she said with a caring smile.

Clare returned a bitter-sweet smile. "I'm gonna go check on him", she said as she arose from the table.

"M'kay", Bianca approved.

It wasn't until Clare had made her way to the boy's bathroom that she realized she hadn't thought this thing through.

How was she supposed to just waltz into the men's room like it's nobody's business?

A tall, bulky, football player-looking guy stepped out of the restroom.

"Hey, is Drew in there?", she asked.

"Yeah" he said with a smirk, shaking his head, "throwin' his guts up. Trust me, not a pretty sight". And with that, he was gone.

Clare's compassion for her boyfriend just grew even more. Some girls would just have be grossed out by that comment and left. But Clare was just even more determined now to be by his side and comfort him in any way she could.

Another young man walked out of the restroom. He was kind of scrawny, with curly hair and glasses.

"Wesley, is anyone else in there?"

"Yeah, Drew. He's throwin' his-"

"Yeah, yeah. I know, throwing his guts up. But anyone else in there?", she asked frantically.

"Nope", he said walking away.

Was she really going to do this? Just take Wesley word for it and just walk into the men's room...?

Clare suddenly came up with an idea. She asked the first person who walked past her for a piece of paper.

She took a pen out of her back pocket and wrote 'out of order' on the lined sheet, and used her currently-being-chewed gum to stick it onto the door.

She then opened the door slowly, squinting her eyes in fear of seeing some other dude that wasn't her boyfriend. But she fully opened her eyes to just see Drew coughing miserably. Sitting on the floor. Next to a toilet.

"Oh, Drew", she said sympathetically, making her way over to him.

She took a place on the floor next to him (making sure it was a clean spot first...she knew guys could be slobs) and wrapped her arms around his torso.

"Babe, are you okay? I'm so sorry your sick", she said rubbing his back.

He gave her a small, tired smile.

"Don't worry about me, Hun", he said resting his chin on her head.

"Do you think you can make it to the nurse's office? I mean, your brother already called your mom, but the nurse probably has to see you to let you leave"

He sighed. Why'd the world have to be so cruel?

Drew barely wanted to move. But, he knew he'd have to get up eventually if he wanted to go home.

"Okay", he took her hand as they both attempted to get up together. But suddenly he fell back to his knees and hovered over toilet.

Clare frowned, seeing how sick he was. She began rubbing his back comfortingly. She didn't know what else to do. It's not like she could hold back his hair or anything.

Suddenly someone entered the restroom.

Conner stood there looking shocked.

"Clare, what are you doing in the boy's bathroom?"

"Conner, didn't you see the sign that says 'out if order'?"

"It was pasted on the door with chewing gum. I thought it was some kind of joke..."

She sighed, and looked back to her boyfriend who was done "getting sick".

"Conner, can you please get us the nurse?"

"Sure...but I kind of had to use the bathroom"

"Then use the bathroom upstairs, AFTER you get the nurse!"

"Fine", he rolled his eyes and exited the bathroom.

She looked to Drew, taking him in her arms once again.

He gave her an amused look.

"What?", she asked.

"Chewing gum. Really, Clare?"

She giggled, "Well, I didn't exactly have thumb-tack handy"

"Yeah, but still. You're sitting on the floor of boy's bathroom with me. Most girls would just send a get-well card"

She smiled. "Well i'm not most girls, Drew"

He smiled tiredly at her. He swore he would've kissed her if he wasn't as sick as a dog.

She wrapped her arms around him warmly as he cuddled up to her. He of course tried keeping his mouth and hands away from her, in fear of getting her sick.

The nurse eventually arrived and let him free into his mother's care. Drew and Clare said their goodbye's and the nurse gave her a pass back to class.

During her math class, she snuck a quick text to Drew.

I hope you'll feel better soon baby
33
-Clare

Thanks hun 3 :)
-Drew

She sighed, smiling.

She was so glad she could be there for him.

D&C D&C D&C D&C

Drew lay in his bed with a tired look, circles under his eyes, and a pinkish colored nose. Yet he wore a small smile as his beautiful companion sat beside him; her body leaned over his as she left kisses trailing down his jaw line and his neck.

Drew was sick. And she had come over that Saturday to keep him company while his mom and brother were absent from the house.

She then kissed his lips and he murmured, "you're gonna get sick".

But she ignored the comment and kissed him again, slower and more tenderly, proving her point: She didn't care.

Clare looked at his face. His eyes fluttered open and closed letting her know he was slowly drifting into sleep. She leaned back next to him, her back leaning against the wall, so that he was leaning against her. Her arms were wrapped around his chest while she gently rested her chin on his head.

Her slow breaths and the rise and fall of her chest immediately sent him into a comfortable sleep. But he suddenly awoke a moment later, willing himself to stay awake for Clare. She noticed this and whispered softly in his ear, "Go to sleep, Drew. I'll be here when you wake up".

"No, I-..."

He caressed her hand that was wrapped around him.

"Shh..", she soothed as she began caressing his hair with the hand he wasn't holding.
And with that, he was out cold.
She smiled, holding his still, soft body in her arms.

She was pretty sure he would love sick days for now on.
Because as long as she was in his life, she would do whatever it took to make him happy and feel better no matter what he was going through.

From the slightest cold to the biggest monstrosity, she was his to hold.

A/N: Eh, I thought it was cute :P

And I know this may be beginning to seem just like a sappy series of oneshots, but trust me the classic Degrassi drama WILL come soon, my friends thanks for all the reviews, alert, and favoriting so far. LOVE YOU ALL !

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