you were very sick, and Cam was at your house, skipping school just to take care of you.

he sat on the couch, holding you on his lap with his arms around your waist, restraining you from escaping his grip. he held out two small pills for you to take for your sickness in front of your mouth as you refused to take them.

"god, just take the damn medicine. do you wanna get better or not?!" he said as he started to get very annoyed with you. he sighed to calm himself down as he held you.