It's been four days after they got sick.

Kai

I groaned lightly and turned over onto my left side, pressing my head into the soft white pillow. I heard a faint chuckle and someone's hand started sliding through my hair. Slowly, I opened my eyes, being met with a pair of gorgeous brown eyes. I yawned softly and slightly smiled, Kai's lips turned up, smiling wide. 

"How do you feel?" he asked me, stroking my hand. "Tired," I admitted, closing my eyes again, "What happened?"

"You're weak, real weak. That's all, you'll be okay," he said. "Please don't leave me," I whispered. Kai shook his head and kissed my forehead, "I won't, Y/N, I won't."

Jay

"They said you can go home now," Jay told me. I shrugged and leaned back against the hospital bed, "I know, what exactly happened though?"

"You had acid reflex, bad relfex. Worse than any of the doctor's have ever seen. But you're fine now, you'll be good," he smiled. I nodded, "Where are my parents?"

"They went down to the cafeteria, they didn't leave, Y/N. They wanted to stay with you for a bit," he said. "They'll leave again, and I'll be alone again," I sighed.

"No, you'll never be alone, Y/N."

Cole

"I'm tired!" I whined, pulling the blanket over my head and gripping the edge tight. BF/N's hand tried tugging it away but I held a monster grip, I was not letting go. "You need to take your medicine!" she complained, finally giving up on pulling me out of the blanket.

I herd the door creak open and I peeked my head out from under the gray quilt. I looked up a bit to see my boyfriend, I rolled my eyes and threw the blanket back over me. "Get out, BF/N," I groaned, kicking my foot. She yelped and growled, "Fine! Stay sick for all I care!" she argued, stomping out of the room.

Someone sat on my bed and began to rub my shoulders, "Feeling better?" the voice asked, "Fine," I yawned, scooching out of the blanket. "You sure?" Cole asked again.

I nodded, "Mhm, just tired," I admitted.

"Well then go to sleep, I'll stay here," he suggested, climbing next to me and letting me lay on his shoulder. I relaxed, surrounded by his warmth. Eventually falling asleep.

Zane

It's been four days of feeling lousy. I always hated being sick, and it always lasts a while. But Zane literally comes everyday, letting my mother take it easy around the house. "How are you feeling, Y/N?"

"I'm alright, thank you," I told my boyfriend as he handed me a white mug full of tea, "Sleep well?"

"Eh, it was okay. On and off, I guess."

"At least you had some rest," he smiled, hugging me close to him. I could feel his heartbeat, music in my ears. I placed my cup down on the nightstand and cuddled up to him, knowing that I'll get a whole night sleep this way.

Lloyd

"You're coming home!" Lloyd cheered, dancing around the room. I chuckled as he whipped  and jerked his hand out the wrong direction, "Your coming home!" he continued, using his hand as a microphone.

"Tell the world that Y/N is coming home!" he sang out, using his free hand as an air guitar. I laughed at my boyfriend and took deep breathes, steadying myself. We still don't know why I had the panic attack, but I agreed to take it easy from volleyball a while, until college if I need to.

Lloyd looked at me and sighed, stopping his dancing, "Lloyd, I'm fine, come on, keep dancing," I pleaded. He smiled and walked over to me, kissing me smoothly on the lips for two seconds before stepping back and waving his arms again. 

He began to do the nae-nae, throwing in the occasional dab here and there. I laughed hard, needing to catch my breath every few seconds.

From the left of the room, the door creaked open and Cole stood, frozen with two coffee's in his hands, for Lloyd and him. He looked at me, then Lloyd, then the cups in his hands, "Wrong room!" he called out, closing the door behind him as he walked back into the hall. 

I chuckled and shrugged, watching my boyfriend dance happily.