C H A P T E R
[VII]
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DIANA'S P.O.V
I woke up in the middle of the night having the urge to get some water for my sore throat. I lazily walked down the stairs taking careful steps so that I won't fall down. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge taking a cold bottle of water.
I ended up gulping down the whole thing within seconds. I threw the empty bottle away in the recycling bin carelessly and walked back upstairs.
I open my bedroom door stumbling in and throw myself on the bed.
I fall back into a deep sleep quickly...
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I slowly open my eyes feeling my throat is still sore and my whole body feels hot. I look up at my clock on my bedside table and jolt out of my bed when I see the time.
12:44 PM!!!
Crap, Crap, Crap I'm so late!
I ran into the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. I look sweaty and tired. Instead of getting ready, I run downstairs into the kitchen to get the thermometer. I open the medicine cabinet and see the thermometer. I take it out and push the little button on the side, then put it under my tongue and close my mouth. I wait patiently for the beep. A few seconds later the thermometer beeps and I take it out of my mouth.
103.5 I read off the thermometer.
God no I can't come up with a fever right now I have school. I'm just going to have to skip school for the rest of the day since it's in my best options that I don't get anyone else sick.
I grab a cloth near the sink and drench it with cool water. I squeeze out the remaining water from the cloth and walk over to the living room. I lay down on the couch and carefully put it on my forehead.
I sigh in content when I feel least hotness on my forehead but the rest of my body is burning, and my throat is still sore.
I rarely ever get sick so it's a bit complicated taking care of myself.
I wish my parents actually cared...
I try going back to sleep but my eyes are glued open. My whole body is starting to feel sore now and I don't want to move.
That's until I hear a knock at the door. I groan in frustration and get up from the couch. I pull off the cloth from my forehead and limp over to the front door.
I open it a bit and peak out only to see Eric there in all his glory.
"Hey, Eric what are you doing here?" I asked surprised that he even knew where I lived.
"I wanted to see if you were ok since you know you weren't at school the whole time," Eric said scratching the back of his neck.
Does he care about me?
I stare at him amazed that he would even notice that I was gone.
I snapped out of my trance and clear my throat which hurt so bad to do. I wince a little bit but pull myself together.
"Oh yea I have a fever and a sore throat," I said sheepishly.
His eyes widened a bit and a look of concern flashed in his face. He opens the door a bit wider and comes in.
I stood there shocked that he just went right on in.
Okkkkk
I close the door quickly and walk over to him.
"Do you need something or d-," I begin to question but he cuts me off.
"Where are your parents?" He asks sternly. I stiffen and look down.
How the hell do I answer that?
"Well you see my parents are never home they are always working you know," I say fidgeting with the end of my shirt trying to distract myself.
"And why aren't they here taking care of you?" He asked harshly this time.
"Umm my parents are not really involved in my life, other than school but I pretty much take care of myself," I admit.
"But I rarely ever get sick so my fever will probably pass within a night, "I repeat my words of what I thought earlier.
He looks at me with a raised eyebrow and I just shrug. I lay back on the couch and place the wet cloth on my forehead again.
My body felt even sorer from all that moving and my throat felt like it was clogged.
"Do you want me to do anything for you?" He asks a bit more softly this time.
I slowly shake my head no and keep my eyes close. That's until I feel a pair of lips brushing against my ear.
"Are you sure Diana?"Eric's voice rings through my ear.
Oh my gosh he is so close
I nod my head and I feel his presence leave my side.
Thank God he mo-
I was caught off guard when I feel my body being lifted off the couch. I opened my eyes only to see Eric smirking down at me. I blush at the thought of Eric holding me.
Gosh I'm such a weirdo
Eric walks upstairs and enters my room.
My whole room is spotless despite my messy bed, but other than that it looks like a room straight off a magazine.
Eric lays me gently on my bed and walks out of the room taking the cloth with him. He probably went to go soak it in the water again.
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After around 15 minutes later Eric came back with the cloth and a bowl of soup.
I guess that's what took him so long?
I smile up at him and his whole body seems to relax. He sets the bowl down on my bedside table and lifts me up off the bed carefully. He sits on my bed and places me in his lap.
I am going to have a seizure
Eric grabs the bowl of soup and lifts up the spoon holding it up to my mouth.
I hesitantly open my mouth slightly and sip it slowly since my throat still felt terrible.
Eric continued this gesture until I was finished with the whole thing.
I was about to stand up from his lap but he polled me back refusing to let me go. I sighed and tried to relax in the position we were in, but I was so fricking flustered that I probably looked like a tomato right now.
I closed my eyes trying to go to sleep and get rid of the fact that I was literally sitting on a hot guy's lap. After a few seconds of closing my eyes, I didn't realize how tired I was until I started drifting off to sleep.
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When I woke up I was in my bed but with a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and my back pressed against a chest. Specifically Eric's chest. He literally had a death grip on me but once I turned around to face him his grip loosened a bit.
I lifted my hand to brush a strand of his hair back but that turned into me full on combing his whole hair repeatedly.
Why the heck does his hair have to be so soft? Gosh darn it
I suddenly see a smile break out from Eric.
Is he awake?!
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