*Nico's Pov*

I sat straight up, holding my mouth. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I opened the toilet seat and automatically threw up. I kneeled down infront of it, gripping the seat.

"Hm, Nico," I heard Will say from the bedroom. He walked in and looked at me on the floor. He kneeled down and started to rub my back in circles.

I lifted my head, gasping for air. "Are you okay, babe," Will asks me, with the look of worry across his face.

"Oh yeah," I says, sarcasticly "I am perfectly fine."

"Your sick," He helped me up and walked be to the bed. He layed me down and put the covers over me. "Ill be back. Ill bring you some soup and a ice pack."

He kissed my forehead and left the room.

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*Will's POV*

Once I walked into the room... he was asleep. I smiled and set the bowl of ramen noodles down in his bedside.

"Oh, my poor sick baby," I whisper before crawling into bed next to the sleeping Intailian. I pull him closer and kiss the top of his head.

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((Nico's Pov))

I shot up in bed, sweat trickling down my face. Not again.

I sprint to the nearest bathrrom and nearly puked my guts out before I even got to the toilet, which, I swear, is my new best friend. I have been sick for over two weeks now and b it's really scaring Will.

He keeps on telling me to go see a doctor, but I refused.

I heard the soft foot falls of Will. I see the blonde haired boy kneeling next to me and rubbing circles on my back. "Are you okay?" He asked when I was finished.

For some reason... I snapped. I turned to him sharply and stared him, angrily, straight in the eye. "Cosa vuoi dire io sono bene !? Sto hvering su una toilette , vomitare le budella fuori , ho un mal di testa male e ho davvero paura !" I yelled at him in Intalian.

He stared at me like I was crazy. I propped my back up against the bathtub, brought my knees up and I began to sob. This was not like an everyday sob, it was a heart wrenching, devastating sob.

"Shh, Nico, it will be alright," he tells me soothingly. "But for now, Im calling the doctor."

He helped me and helped me to the bed. I lay down on the soft mattres and shifted into a comfortable position.

He k isses my forehead and walked downstairs to call my local doctor. I hear my phone buzz and I pick it up.

Percy: Annabeth and I are going to a bbq with Jason, Leo, and Frank with their girls, waana com?

Me: wanna* come* Percy and, I can't. I'm still sick.

Percy: they have caaaaaaaakkkee...

Me: No, Percy.

Percy: fine, autocorrecting party pooper

Me: shut up Percy

Percy: fiiiiiiiiiiiinnnne

I set down ny phone and sighed. I actually wanted cake.

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This is the death boy said in intalian:

"What do you mean am I fine!? I'm hvering over a toilet, puking my guts out, I have a bad head ache and I'm really scared!"