Italiano

I know I haven't said this in any other chapters, but I don't speak any other languages. I only speak English so I can't say that the translations are correct, due to the fact that I don't know. I mean, Google Translate is good enough, right? Anyway, continue.

•Amethyst•

I was trying so hard to stay awake. My eyes felt heavy, my nose was clogged, and my body felt like it was ready to decompose. I was struggling not to just pass out in the middle of my teacher's lecture. I mean, I didn't know what the problem was. I went home after the video with Max, went to bed since I was feeling really tired, and slept for the rest of the weekend. I had so much sleep that it could count as hibernating yet I was still tired as hell during school.

Makes no fucking sense but that's the truth.

Anyway, the rest of the day went on like that. Once I got to P.E., I was so close to sleeping in the locker room. Once I walked outside, I felt a wave a nausea come over me. It felt like I was going to faint, throw up, and cry all at the same time. I really wanted to cry, though. I felt like an absolute bag of shit.

Premium bags shit for sale, one time only! I thought to myself and chuckled.

"Are you okay shortie?" Max asked once he came up to me.

I blinked and nodded. "Yeah?" I felt tears pool up in my eyes for some reason. "Do I look that bad?"

He shook his head frantically. "No! You look beautiful! It's just that... well... you're shirt is kinda backwards... and inside out. Plus your hair seems to be everywhere but in a ponytail. And you were standing here for five minutes just staring into space."

I sighed. "I feel like shi-" I started to hysterically giggle before I could finish the sentence, since I was bringing up the joke I had made in my head.

Max raised an eyebrow. "You good?" I giggled in response, almost falling on the floor but Max caught me. "I'll take that as a no."

I sniffled once my nose felt runny. "I'm fine. I'm just really tired, that's all."

Max rolled his eyes and lifted me up bridal style. "No, I think you're sick," he quickly adjusted me before he placed his hand in my forehead. "You're burning up!"

I felt really weak and let my head drop back since my neck was too tired to hold it up anymore. "Okay, I'll agree as long as you pick me up the whole day."

He sighed and walked over to Coach O. "She's a little loopy from her fever, Coach. Can I take her to the nurse?"

He glanced at us and shrugged. "Sure."

I kind of blanked out from there, but I ended up crying in the nurse's office while Max was pacing around the room. The nurse was trying to calm me down while also talking to my parents, but it wasn't working. I just kept in crying- which, I had not reason to do so- and asked for my mom.

"Amethyst, your parents are on a trip, I'm sorry. They won't be home, remember? They told you this," the nurse cooed as she hung up the phone.

I hiccuped and slouched further into my seat, my tears now forgotten. "I want to go to bed," I whispered.

The nurse turned to Max and started to speak, but I was too far gone to even hear them. I was already dreaming about food.

*Maximus*

"Do you know a family friend of hers or-" the nurse started but I interrupted.

"I'm her boyfriend," I stated proudly.

She smiled. "How cute. Do you think you can take care of her?"

I nodded happily. "Of course."

"Do you need help taking her back? She seems a little passed out right now," she motioned to Amy and I smiled once I saw her sleeping figure.

"I'm good, she's really tiny."

The nurse chuckled. "So I see. All right, go on then. Call me if anything goes wrong. I'll tell your teachers what's up."

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"I wanna make a video!" Amy whined as I placed some blankets around her.

I shook my head. "I'm here to take care of you, babe."

She pouted. "But I wanna make a video! I want views!"

I chuckled. Loopy Amy is a funny Amy.

"What will we do for the video? You're sick."

She thought for a moment before smiling. "Make it of you taking care of me! Hormonal teenage girls love to watch that stuff."

I rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone. "Okay then, but if you see this when you get better and hate me for it, I'll just tell you that you made me do it." I turned on the camera on my phone and smiled while Amy sniffled a bit. "We're not going to do the regular intro since Amy is really sick right now."

"I wanted him to take care of me for a video," she mumbled as she snuggled further into the blanket.

"Amy almost fainted at school today due to her high fever so I had to bring her home and take care of her, since her parents are away."

"I'm hungry, knight," Amy whined as she looked at me with puppy eyes.

I sighed and turned to the camera. "This is going to be a long video but I hope you enjoy it." I turned back to Amy. "What do you want, baby?"

She shrugged. "Food."

I nodded. "I'd hope so. What kind of food?"

"Sick people food, Max!" She growled suddenly.

Loopy Amy is a snappy Amy.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. "I'll make you chicken soup!" I said.

"Hazlo como lo hace mi abuela," she called. (Make it like my grandma does).

"Va bene amore mio," I called back. (Okay my love).

"That's not Spanish!" Amy said.

I nodded even though she couldn't see me. "È Italiano." (It's Italian).

"Sei fortunato conosco un po 'di Italiano," she called back, surprising me. (You're lucky I know a bit of Italian).

"I guess Amy knows a bit of Italian," I said to the camera. I paused in realization. "Non so come fa tua nonna," I called. (I don't know how your grandma makes it).

I heard a cough before Amy called back. "Capisci te stesso, sono malato." (Figure it our yourself, I'm sick).

I chuckled and started to make the soup for her. Once the soup was boiling I walked outside with my phone and smiled at Amy's sleeping figure. She was probably really tired from being up at school all day. I switched the camera on my phone so everyone could see her sleeping peacefully.

"Dormi forte amore mio," I whispered. (Sleep tight my love).

"Grazie amore mio," she whispered back. (Thank you my love).

I switched he camera over to me. "She's so cute!" I whispered. "I'll go finish make the soup and then come back to you guys. She's really loopy from her fever so I'm guessing she's kinda tired too." I started to walk to the kitchen. "I can't wait to see her react to this video once I post it." I turned off my phone.

After I finished the soup, I set up my phone next to Amy's couch so the camera could see me give it to her. I then put her soup in the bowl, grabbed her a spoon, and carefully walked over to the sleeping Amy. I placed the soup down on the coffee table in front of the couch and softly shook her awake. She groaned a bit but cracked open her doe eyes. Once she spotted me she smiled and snuggled further into the blankets.

"Is the soup ready?" She asked groggily.

I nodded. "Yep! I made it just like your grandma."

"Abuela. I don't call her my grandma," she corrected.

"Okay." I grabbed the soup and started to hand it to her. "Careful, it's hot. You might wanna sit up for it."

She frowned. "Sono malato." (I'm sick).

"So you want me to feed you because you're sick?" She nodded. "Okay." I got some soup on the spoon and started to bring it towards her mouth.

"You have to blow!" She ordered.

I sighed and softly blew on the soup before bringing it towards her mouth again. Once she drank it she smiled and opened her mouth for more. I fed her about half of the bowl before she stopped eating and complained about her being tired. I sighed, placed the soup into the sink, and tucked her in. She fell asleep five minutes after.

Loopy Amy is a sleepy Amy.

Once she was asleep, Xander FaceTimed me. I quickly picked up and walked into the kitchen.

"Where are you man?!" He exclaimed.

I shushed him. "Shut up!" I whisper-yelled. "My sick and cranky girlfriend is sleeping in the other room!"

Xander gasped. "You and Amy are dating?!" He yelled.

I shushed him again, even louder that time. "Shut up! And yes, we're dating. She's sick and I'm taking care of her."

He nodded. "Where are her parents though?"

I shrugged. "On some trip. She almost fainted in P.E. so I kinda had to bring her to the nurse. Next thing you know, I'm feeding her chicken soup and speaking Italian."

"The language of love," he teased.

I rolled my eyes. "That's French, dumbass."

"Fine. It's the language of getting a good bang."

I rolled my eyes again. "She's sick, asshole."

He raised an eyebrow. "When has that ever stopped anyone?"

"I don't know, like, every time? What types of weirdos do you hang out with?"

"Jacob."

I nodded. "I should be more surprised by that answer but I'm just not."

"So, when did you ask her out?"

I blushed. "She asked me out... after our date. She also kinda did it with only a shirt on, in my room, looking hella sexy."

He chuckled. "Whipped." I frowned. "What? You've been teasing me with Samantha this whole time! It's time for me to have my fun!"

I sighed. "Sadly, you make a point."

He smiled. "Besides, if Samantha asked me out like that, I'd probably need a cold shower."

"Maybe five," I muttered.

"I heard that!"

"I would hope so."

"Anyway, what did you guys do after? Did you kiss, make out, do the dirty?"

I blushed even harder. "No! We just made out- well, not just made out, but you get what I'm saying. After that she slept in my bed, but that is all we did! Sleep. We kissed and then went to bed. Do not put words in my mouth or else I will kill you."

He put his hands up in surrender. "Okay, calm down. Why did she sleep over at your house?"

"The storm. It was so bad that I couldn't bring her all the way to her house. I could barely make it to mine!"

He whistled in surprise. "Damn. Okay, so you got the girl. The girl that stole your heart at age nine. How does it feel?"

I sighed dreamily. "There are no words to describe it."

He nodded. "I'm gonna go with 'spectacular'. Okay, I need to tell Samantha that you two are dating now-"

"No! Amy wants to tell Samantha. Don't ruin it for her."

He laughed. "Okay then. I'll keep it to myself."

"I'm hot Max!" Amy groaned from the other room.

"Gotta go, shortie's not feeling well. Bye!" I quickly hung up before he could say goodbye and ran into the living room. Amy was throwing the blanket off of her and was reaching for the bottom of her shirt to take it off. I quickly made her let go of her shirt and felt her head.

"You're burning up!" I exclaimed. "I'll get you a cold towel, okay?"

She nodded and groaned. "Hurry."

I ran over to the kitchen and ran a towel under the coldest setting on the faucet. After a few seconds I squeezed some of the water out and then ran over to Amy to place it on her forehead. Once I did, she smiled softly and fell back asleep. I quickly pulled out my phone and turned on the camera.

"Guys, I'm really focused on Amy right now and don't want to focus on the video instead of her. Besides, she's mostly sleeping so there's nothing to really watch. Hope you liked what little of a video we had for you. Bye!" I turned to camera to Amy. "Say bye," I whispered. She sniffled a bit and shifted in her sleep. "She's so cute. Okay then, goodbye!" I turned off my phone.

I placed it in my pocket and sat on the floor next to Amy. After listening to her breathing for a while, I felt my eyes start to droop. Right when I was about to fall asleep, I felt her hand reach down. I grabbed her hand a squeezed it reassuringly. She sighed in content and fell fully asleep. After a few moments, I did too.

We spent the rest of the night like that. Just holding hands as we slept.

Really late edit: Happy late 4th of July to all of my Americans... if there is anyone from another country😂. Anyway, I didn't mean to post this at all yet, maybe a few days or something... but I did just cuz of the holiday. I pre-write so this had been in my drafts for like three weeks. Anyway, it's 2:00 a.m. so I'd better go to bed. Love you guys!