Him

Chapter 55

I woke up with an unbelieable warmth. I slowly turned to my left and felt something next to me. Not something but someone. Someone I'm too familiar with. What is he doing here? Wait. This isn't my room. I felt naseous. I slowly got up but then I felt cold air rush through me. "Your sick." His voice rang in my ear. "What am I doing here?" I asked. "I can see you need to throw up. Come." He said taking my hand. "Your n-not gonna h-hurt m-me are you?" I shivered. He wrapped a blanket around me and picked me up. He brought me over to the bathroom. "Go ahead. I'm gonna go get more medicine for you. Do you want anything to eat?" He asked. "What? Why am I here?" I asked. He didn't say anything and walked out. As soon as he did, everything came up. Yup. I definately have appandatis. I'm so scared but its just a minor surgery and I'll heal within a week or month.

Throwing up became so painful. He patted my back and held my hair. "Your okay." He said. I lifted my head and he flushed for me. He brought over a napkin to wipe my mouth. I looked at him in the eyes. How can someone who has been treating me like dirt for the past few days suddenly care so much? He said I was nothing and I meant nothing but he's right here. He cut me off but yet he's right here. Eyes are pure. No hidden emotions. In fact no emotions at all. But for some reason, I know he's hurting. I'm hurting too. But why is he?

He picked me up once again. He brought me back to his room. "I made you this." He said holding out a sandwich to me. I hesistantly took it. "Relax. I'm not gonna hurt you." He said. How can I believe him? I looked at it. "I know how your into healthy stuff so..." He said. I smiled weakly.Even like this he knows how to make me smile. "Thank you." I say. "You got to take some of this and water." He said holding out a fever reliever to me. I took a bite out of the sandwich. He made a face. "What?" I asked. "How can you eat something so plain?" He asked. I laughed slightly. I heard him but it very faint. "Why am I here and not at home?" I asked. He sat on the bed with me. "Lets see. You were being carried by my brother....I told him to take you home but suddenly, you started crying out for help. Something about being stabbed." He explained. "I did?" I asked. "My mom didn't want you to be alone...neither did I..." He mumbled the last part but I heard him loud and clear. I smiled. "So she told me to take you to a spare room. As I was about to place you down on the bed, you held on. Tightly. Like you didn't want to let me go." He said. I blushed. I don't but I have too. "So then I surrounded you with anything me including my room and that's how you let go." He smirked. "Nice to know I'm needed more than I thought." He said. Can he not!? Did he just!? I stuffed the rest of the sandwich in my mouth and turned away.

"Take it." He said holding out the medicine in a spoon. "No." I say as soon as I sniffed it. He poured it back into the bottle. He then picked up the water bottle. I looked at it. "Here." He said. I shook my head. I seen the small particles of the dissolved pill in it. "Laura." He said. I looked at him. "No." I say. He put it down walked over to me. "Don't make me." He said. "Make you what?" I asked. He pulled closer towards my face. I sucked in a breath. He smirked. "Take the damn thing." He said holding it out once more. "No." I say hiding behind the cover. "What's it gonna take for you to take the damn thing?" He asked. I smiled. "I--" The nasty tasting medicine was then in my mouth. I was gonna spit it but he closed in my face completely. "Swallow." He ordered. I puffed up my cheeks ready to spit in his face. He tilted my head back and tickled my jaw. I swallowed and laughed. "Stop it". I say.

"Now drink this and I won't do anything." He said. "Promise?" I asked. He looked me guilty. "Nope. Not believing you." I say crossing my arms. "Oh yeah. Your right. But there's something I wanna tell you hot head." He smirked. "I'm dying." I cough with my throat running dry all of a sudden. He shook the water in front of me. "Now you have no choice but to take it."He smirked. I nodded as my head started to spin once again. "Fever is about to go down. Lie down but drink this first." He said. I nodded and opened my mouth. He gave it to me. It was even hard to swallow too. He noticed. He capped the bottle and put it on the desk. He then tucked me and cuddled with me. "Don't you think this is a lot of heat?" I say almost unaudiable. He smiled. A real smile. "Thank you." I said kissing his cheek. He nodded and kissed my forehead. I smiled and rested my head on his chest. Might be a total asshole but he's a total sweetheart when it comes to it.
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Who else what's to kick his ass!? I do. First a total ass then a total sweetheart. Definately bipolar on so many levels!!! Comment and Vote!!!!!
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