|You Think I'm In Love With Your Brother? My Enemy? Psh.| .38

READ MY JOURNAL.[Kayla; But I really don't know how much longer this will take action, because I honestly don't know if I can go too long without writing.]
Its been two days since Darin and I got back together. Everyone was pretty happy for us. One of my friends gave me snickerdoodles as a 'congradulations' thing, so that was pretty cool.

But right now, Torrin and I were on the way to the doctors. I got sick, and with the whole bullemic/anorexia thing, Torrin took my straight to the doctors.

"Well," Mr. Davidson said, walking back into the room. "You claimed to have a headache, sore throat and you've gotten sick this morning." He said.

I nodded.

"Well, the pregnancy test we took, did turn out negative." He said.

I sighed in relief.

"And your tempature is normal. So I just suggest you lay down, and take it easy for the next few days." He said.

I nodded, "Okay." I said.

"You seemed pretty worried to be knocked-up, Hayley." Torrin said, as we were driving down the road.

"I was. I'm definitly not ready to raise a kid." I said. "Netheir is Darin."

"True." She agreed.

"Hey, I'm going to go ahead and head home." I told her, as she pulled into her driveway.

She nodded, "Feel better, chica. Being sick sucks." She said.

I got out of the car, "Tell me about it." I said, then walked across the street, and into the house.

"What did the doctor say?" Chantel asked.

"That I should lay down and take it easy for a while." I said.

"And your not.." She trailed.

"Oh, no." I said. "It came out negative."

She sighed, "Thats a relief." She said.

I laughed, "I know, right." I said. "I'll be up in my room if you need me."

She nodded, and I walked up to my room, shutting the door. I changed into sweats and a tanktop. Just as I was about to lay down, I bolted to the bathroom, and threw up. Once I was done, I brushed my teeth, then went back into the bedroom, and laid down.

I was watching TV, when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in." I said. The door opened and I saw Darin.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked, walking in and shutting the door.

I nodded, "Yeah, the doctor said everything was normal, and just to lay down and take it easy." I explained.

He came over and sat on the bed, "Normal?" He asked, biting his lip.

I nodded, figuring out what he said, "Normal." I confirmed. "Apparently, nothings different or wrong with me. Just a headache, sore throat and throwing up alot."

He nodded, "Hey, Gerard invited me to the thing, like, a guys night out or whatever over at his place tonight. I was planning on going, until you got sick." He explained.

"Go, Darin. I'll be fine. Plus, I don't think you want to spend your night with your sick girlfriend. Only plans I have is to watch TV and get sick." I said, laughing a little.

"Alright, well I gotta head over there now, but get better. Things are boring when your sick." Then he scrunched up his nose, "And Torrin keeps annoying me."

I laughed, "I'll try." I said.

He gave me a hug, the stood up, "See you later. Love you." He said.

I waved, "Love you." I said.

Then he walked out the door. I laid back down, only to spring back up and into the bathroom.