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Kurt hadn’t seen Ram at school for the past week. He knew that he was sick. But a week? So he started to get worried. I mean it was his best friend after all, and his stupid gay crush ever since they were like 15. The school day passed and Kurt was so excited to get out of the hellhole. He went to Rams house(which was right next to his) and knocked on the door.
Paul opened it.
“Oh, hey Kurt. Ram is upstairs. But he looks pretty miserable,and also, please see if you can get him to take the fucking Tylenol. Maybe he’ll listen to you.”
Kurt nodded,and headed up the stairs with the bottle in his hand. He knocked and opened the door. Ram really did look miserable. He had a huge blanket around him, and he was still shivering. He was flushed with sweat on his forehead.
“Hey buddy, it’s Kurt”
“O,hey, wha are yo doin here?” He slurred. He was not doing good at all. His friend put his hand on his forehead.
“Yo,let me go get a thermometer.”
“No, just stay with meeeee”
“Oh,ok?” He was confused. He didn’t mind being with him though. He liked it actually,he wanted to be with him all the time.
“Well let me go get the thermometer first,ok bud?”
“Fineeeeeeee”
Kurt eventually found the thermometer, moved Rams bangs out of his face, and put the thermometer on his head.
“Oh,shit,dude” the thing read ‘108’ which was NOT normal at all.
“Ok,we have to get you to the fucking hospital” he was worried.
“I’m fine, I’ll be fine” he said,as he fell onto the floor,and just decided not to get up.
“Chill”
“CHILL?!” Kurt went downstairs to get Paul.
“His temp is 108. We’ve got to get him to the hospital!”
“Oh,he’ll be fine, he can tough it out”
“WHAT,HES GONNA FUCKIN DIE”
He decided not to argue,this could kill his best friend. He went upstairs to see Ram on the floor not moving.
“RAM,RAM?!GET UP” no answer
“RAM PLEASE” no answer
Oh fuck it, he thought,
He carefully put his hand under rams head,and his other under his back,and slowly but carefully picked him up,and ran downstairs. Ram stirred and nuzzled his head in Kurt’s chest.
“Stay with me buddy,stay with me”
He ran to the truck,without hesitation, not even acknowledging Paul.
He carefully placed his friend into the seat,and buckled him up. He got in the drivers seat. And basically flew. He got to the hospital as fast as he could. He carried Ram across the parking lot. When a nurse saw his condition,she grabbed a wheelchair,and got him in.
Kurt sat in the waiting room.
‘Is he gonna be ok. He’ll be ok. Right?’
He thought.
He was tired and checked his watch: 10:00 pm,which didn’t sound late but it felt late to him. Especially because he was worried he was gonna lose his best friend.
A nurse came to the waiting room and walked over to Kurt.
“Are you the guy who brought Mr. Sweeney in?”
“Yes,ma’am. Im Kurt kelly. Is Ram gonna be ok??” He asked with a hurt in his voice.
The nurse sighed.
“We…we don’t know Mr Kelly. His fever is really high. And he has Hyperpyrexia.”
“C-can I see him?”
“Of course,can you fill some of this out real quick?” She handed him a piece of paper. He had filled it out all the way,except for one question ‘relation’ ,oh how bad he wanted to put gf/bf instead he just marked friend. Wait why was he thinking so weird? Anyhoo,Kurt followed the nurse to Ram’s room.
they opened the door,there were two other nurses there checking his vitals,and exchanging a cool cloth on his head, he was asleep.
“We’ll be back in half an hour” they said as they closed the door. Kurt sat on the chair by the hospital bed. He looked at Ram who looked lifeless.
“Oh my God, Ram, if only you’re dad actually helped we wouldn’t be here, or if i had been here faster” he was glad that Ram didn’t see the look on his face. He was close to tears. Kurt didn’t cry much. He hated it. But this seemed like a valid reason to,right?
He wasn’t sure.
“Just don’t give up on me bud, please fight whatever you have”
The nurses then walked in. They told him he could stay the night if he would like too. So he got comfortable in that plastic chair,and read a book(yes, Kurt can actually read) occasionally glancing at Ram. The more and more he looked the more and more lifeless his friend got. He eventually fell asleep in the chair.
He woke up early that morning remembering everything.
He was about to scream. He then looked at his friend who had some color back in his face.
“K-Kurt?” Ram stuttered almost under a whisper. Kurt looked at his friend who opened his eyes partially.
“Oh my God dude, you’re alive,” Kurt was so fucking grateful. He was about to hug his friend,but decided not too. He knew Ram would think that was gay. However he couldn’t hold back the tears in his eyes. He wouldn’t cry in front of his best friend though,so he almost ran to stop himself. But just before he did, he heard a whimper and looked back at Ram who was sobbing. He figured this would be a good time to hug him. So he did and Ram greatfully accepted, returning the hug. Maybe squeezing a bit too tight. He was sobbing like a child.
“Hey,you’re ok,you’re ok” Kurt reassured. Ram calmed down.
“I’m so glad yo here” Ram said still kinda slurring. He looked at his best friend. He was so fucking grateful for Kurt. If it wasn’t for him,he would’ve been dead by now. This thought and being in pain, made him Spring a fresh set of tears.
‘You’re such a fucking pansy,take it like a fucking man’ he thought to himself.
He was ready for the humiliation,but instead he found himself being held by his friend.
“Ram,listen,you’re ok,you’re gonna be fine. I’m right here,”
He put his head on Kurt’s shoulder,and felt a hand on his head. The other hand was rubbing his back trying to soothe him.
“Im sorry,I should’ve g-gone to the hospital myself,but m-my dad was telling m-me to tough it out, y’know?”
“Yea I know,and don’t be sorry. It wasn’t your fault,I’m just grateful you’re fucking alive.”
“I-I-I d-don’t know what h-happened after I blacked out on the floor. A-and I-i,” he had no idea where he was going with this. He was shivering.
Kurt saw him shivering and sat back in the chair.
“Hey, we can talk later ok? You gotta get some sleep.”
“I-I guess.” And with that he laid his head on the pillow,and…he got right back up.
“Ram,Im serious” Kurt said in a gentle voice,
“B-but just,please don’t leave.” Ram said barely above a whisper.
“I won’t,I promise. Now,go to sleep, Ram.” He said with a smile and a soothing voice.
And with that,he ended up falling asleep.
Kurt sat there in the chair. He looked at his friend. Knowing that Ram was safe, he felt a sudden peace. What would tomorrow bring? He pushed those thoughts away, and just dozed.