Fifteen (but not really)

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--No ones POV--

Gerard, Y/N and Mikey ran into the room meeting the sight of pasta.

Y/N's eyes beamed when she saw the plate of food and instantly sat down.
Gerard, However, felt sick at the sight of it.

"Thank you, Donna!" Y/N showed a wide smile and Donna smiled back.

Y/N swirled the pasta around her fork and ate her pasta.

Y/N raised an eyebrow when she saw Gerard not touching his food.

"Will you eat Gerard?" Y/N pointed to the bowl of pasta.

"I'm not hungry." Gerard replied.

"You said that last time. But okay." Y/N shrugged.

She sensed something was wrong.

"Can I talk to you, Gee?"  Mikey stood up and signalled Gerard to follow him.

Gerard nodded and stood up, walking to the living room where Mikey was folding his arms.

"Why are you not eating?" Gerard shrugged.

"Just not hungry. I feel a little sick." 

Mikey didn't seem convinced. "Okay, well, I'll give you medicine."

Gerard and Mikey returned to the dining room and Y/N cocked and eyebrow.

She shrugged it off as it was no big deal.


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I seriously don't know where I'm going with this story, I'm running out of ideas. 

Please can someone suggest something?

Thanks for reading, I'm glad people are enjoying this story 💙💙😄😄😄💕

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