"Pass the ball!" I said aloud as I watched the basketball game on my phone. She groaned and started to wake up. "My fault I didn't mean to wake you" I said rubbing her back. "C'mon go back to sleep, you gotta get some rest." She had been up all night and had only went to sleep a little while ago.

She nodded her head and laid down slowly, resting the back of her head on my stomach.

"Are you hungry? I ordered you some soup."

"Thank you" She said softly.

"How you feeling?"

"My throat hurts but I'll be fine"

"Who did this to you Paris?" I questioned. I knew it hurt her to talk but I needed to know.

"It doesn't matter. What's done is done"

"Did you know him? What did he look like?"

She didn't say anything she just continued to lay there. I knew I couldn't keep interrogating her because she'd just shut down and shut me out.

"It's okay you don't gotta answer that." I told her.

"He told me that if I didn't want it I shouldn't have made an Onlyfans" She said "This is my fault"

"This isn't your fault." I shook my head.

I bit down on my tongue trying to contain my anger. I always hear stories about how sick niggas are but you don't really grasp it until it hits home. Niggas really out here living foul as fuck. Niggas like this don't even deserve to live.

"Ion give a fuck what you post online muhfuckas can't force you to do shit. I swear to God if I ever see that nigga I'm killin him"

"And I'll get rid of the body" Paris replies and we both chuckled.

"Ow" She said and clenched her throat "Stop making me laugh" She sat up and turned around to face me. She crossed her legs and just stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

The longer I looked at her the more I realized how much I missed her. Damn, I'm simping like a bitch.

"If Michelle didn't call you, what're you actually doing here?"

"I'm gonna go warm up your soup. Did the hospital give you any medicine? " I asked.

"Uhh yeah it's on the counter. I'm not hungry right now though"

"Lay down, relax" I said before kissing her forehead and climbing out the bed.

Right now wasn't the best time to discuss our relationship. She just needs a friend right now and I was going to be that. The state of our relationship was the least of my worries right now. I walked into

the kitchen and washed my hands. I grabbed a bowl out of the cabinet and poured the soup into it before popping it in the microwave.

Paris' Point of View

"Here take this" He says walking into the bedroom. I sat up and took the medicine from his hands. I took one of each pills clenching my neck as they went down.

"Ion know who bright idea it was to give you these big ass pills knowing your throat hurts" He laughed.

I laid back down and I could feel myself dozing off. It felt like as soon as I went to sleep Q was waking me up. "Put it in the microwave I'll eat it later"

"No come on sit up" He sits down beside me with the hot soup in his hands.

I sat up and he attempts to feed me the soup. "I got it" I say reaching for the spoon.

"Take it or leave it" He moves the spoon away. "Fine" I roll my eyes and allowed him to feed it to me. I felt like a child getting spoon fed my food again.

I felt relieved that he was here with me right now. I have no idea why he is, but I'm glad. Somehow through all of this the only thing I could think about is us being together. I really missed him. I missed talking to him all day long on FaceTime. I missed us falling asleep on the phone and me waking up to my phone being so hot I thought it would explode. I missed his smile, I missed him annoying me, I missed him.

Even though after this I knew he was going to go back to New York and be with Sydney, this was enough for me.

"Mmmh this is good. You should try some" I said as he fed me another spoonful, "Don't worry I don't have cooties. Doctors said I'm clean" I chuckled taking the spoon from his hand. I fed him some

of the soup and he nods his head in approval.

"See. It's good." I smiled "Too bad it's all mine" I laughed taking the bowl from his hand.

"Woooow that's crazy" He laughs as his phone begins to ring. "It's Jalen, I gotta go grab my stuff I'll be back"

"Your stuff?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"You didn't think I was leaving you?" He laughed before leaving out the room. As soon as I heard the front door close I sat my bowl down on the night stand and ran to Michelle's room.

I didn't bother knocking on the bedroom door I just let myself in.

"How are you feeling? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" She questioned.

"No I'm fine, I just wanted to thank you for being at the hospital all night with me. I really appreciate it" I sat down on her bed.

"Girl you don't gotta thank me for that. This is my fault I should've went to the bathroom with you"

"It's not your fault." I shook my head "Okay let's change the topic, I don't wanna cry again I already have a headache"

"Yeah okay. Let's talk about your boo showing up here unannounced" She smirks at me.

"What do you think he's here for? I keep

asking but he changed the subject everytime"

"Maybe y'all got that twin telepathy thing and he sensed something was wrong" She joked and we both laughed "Or he wants that old thing back"

"I highly doubt that. He made it pretty clear that he didn't wanna be with me" I replied with a slight chuckle.

"He's been laid up with you all day, he misses you pooh"

"He's just being a good friend."

I could hear the front door open and close.

"I'm gonna just, get back to my soup" I replied standing up from the bed. I went back into the room and Quincy was sitting on the bed eating my soup.

"Unh unh what're you doing?"

"You said you wasn't even hungry" He laughed.

"Wooow. How are you just gonna buy me some food and eat it yourself? That's so selfish" I picked up a pillow off the floor and threw it at him.

"Here look. I saved you some"

"Oh geez thanks. What would I have done without you?" I replied sarcastically taking the bowl from him and finishing the little amount of soup that was left.

"You wanna watch a movie or something?"

"Mmh so you're trying to Netflix and chill with me. After everything I've been through? Wow Quincy"

"I- What? No. I didn't mean it like that. I ju-"

"I'm joking" I laughed "You should've seen your face" I laughed and grabbed my water bottle off the dresser and started to chug it down. I looked back at Q and he was still glaring at me.

"Too far? Yeah that was mean even for me" I chuckled. He just rolls his eyes at me and focuses his attention to the tv.

"Awww poor baby" I teased climbing into bed next to him, "Little Quincy Wincy can't take a joke" I started to tickle his sides. I knew he wasn't ticklish I just wanted to be irritating.

"Alright you're being annoying now" He laughs trying to push me off him.

"Oooh is that a smile?" I kept tickling and left kisses all over his face. "Is Quincy Wincy smiling?"

"This shit is making me cringe. Please stop" He laughed. I instinctively leaned in and kissed him. Once I realized what I was doing I quickly pulled away.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"It's cool" He says shaking his head "I'm gonna get some snacks out the kitchen. Find us a movie" I watched as he walked out the room.

Nice work Paris.

I don't know why I did that. The only reason he's still here right now is because of what happened to me and I have to get that through my head. He'd be a pretty fucking shitty person to just leave after finding out what happened. He's just being a good friend. That's it, that's all. He has a girlfriend and I shouldn't overstep.