Becca's POV

Jimmy's letting Brian stay at his place for a few weeks so he's not alone while he heals and he's already getting on my nerves. I've been staying with Jimmy as well because it's too lonely at my house.

“Beccaaaaaaa. Come heeeeeeere,” he calls from down the hall. I look at Jimmy and grumble.

“Fuckin twit.”

“Just go,” he chuckles.

I sigh quietly and get up from my makeup vanity before going down the hall to the room he's staying in.

“What is it?” I muster up the sweetest smile I can even though it's fake.

“I'm hungry.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, you can't get something yourself?”

“I'm in pain.”

“What do you want? And if you say a sandwich, I'll punch you so hard you'll end up in the hospital again.”

“Sheesh. Just some chicken noodle soup and toast. I'm not feeling well either. Meds are kinda making me sick.”

“Oh alright. I'll be right back.”

“Thank you.”

I smile before going downstairs to grab a can of soup from the cabinet. I pour it into a bowl and stick it in the microwave to heat up. Jimmy comes over to me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“Cooking for Bri?”

“Yep. He's not feeling well, so I'm making him some soup and toast.”

“You're such a great friend, babe.”

“I know. Even though he gets on my nerves at times.”

“Don't worry you're not the only one,” he chuckles.

“So are we still going out tonight?” I smile.

“Of course. Wouldn't change our plans for any reason.”

“Does Brian know?”

“He does. I'm sure he'll invite one of the guys over for company so he's not lonely.”

“You know we could always get Pinkly from his parents house.”

“Hm.... Not a bad idea.”

“I know,” I wink.

He just laughs and slaps my ass.

“Just finish cooking.”

I giggle and finish cooking for Brian before bringing it up to his room. Maybe now he'll leave me be.