I quickly covered my mouth with my hand, trying my best to keep my face from contorting into a smile again.

"We must find Narnia!" He slurred, stumbling around, then tripping on his own foot, he fell onto my chest.

My stomach churned.

He put his head on my chest and squeezed his arms around his neck.

"Elliot," he panted, face flushed and eyes half-lidded.

I could feel his hot breath on my collarbone as I lowered down to his height. It gave me goosebumps.

"What's up?" I said, almost whispering now.

"I hafta puke."