alina's crib.📍
10:04 am
alina's pov
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I woke up at exactly 10, and i've been laying here because I woke up with a sore throat. it's always the sore throats when you wake up.
It instantly put me in a bad mood, because I could tell I was getting sick. And i hated being sick. I decided to text my mom. i was also veryy dramatic when I get sick.
ma💆🏽♀️.
mommy i'm sick.
get medicine baby
i can't get up😣😣
sorry but im not home so looks like you have to get it🤷🏽♀️🤷🏽♀️. there's some in my
bathroom.
ughh. gracias ma🙏🏽.
feel better mija. i'll be home later💕
you hearted "feel batter mija. i'll be home later💕"
I sighed, before rising up from my bed. I stretched, and immediately my whole body started to hurt. It's been 10 minutes since i've been awake. fuckkk this.
I slowly got off my bed, and instantly got the chills. I hugged myself as i walked over to my closet. I opened the doors, and grabbed my nike pullover hoodie. I was wearing red and black checkered pajama shorts, and didn't really feel like changing those so I just kept them on.
I went into my bathroom, and brushed my teeth, before quickly washing my face and brushing my hair. I put my hair in a messy bun, before grabbing my phone off the counter and walking out. I also quickly texted dd.
osama❤️.
morning mh.
I was actually so drained already, and all I did was walk across the hallway into my mom's room. I walked through her room, and into her bathroom where I opened the medicine cabinet.
I looked at all the bottles and boxes, before finding the right one. I slowly poured it into the cap, because i knew it was gonna taste like shit.
I plugged my nose, and quickly drank the medicine. I gagged right away, i cannot handle this shit.
I rinsed my mouth out with water, before leaving my moms room and walking downstairs.
The house was very quiet, which I liked. I liked being home alone because it felt so peaceful.
I walked to the living room, and grabbed the soft blanket that sat on the back of my couch. I wrapped myself in it, before laying down on the couch and going on my phone. I seen that dd texted me.
osama❤️.
morning mh.
morning mama, you straight?
i'm missin youu.
i'm good, i just woke up sick.
and i miss you so much.
aii ima see you soon❤️.
okay stinka😘😘.
i love you😭
i lovee you d.
I was sooo excited to see dd. but i was still exhausted. Literally 5 minutes after i texted him, I fell asleep.
I woke up probably like 30 minutes later. I opened my eyes slowly as I realized I was laying on dd's chest. He rubbed my shoulder gently as he watched tv.
"morning sleepy." he laughed as he kissed my head.
"hii." i giggled as I leaned up and kissed his cheek.
"how you feel?" he asked as he looked down at me, and moved my hair out of my face.
"like shitttt." i dragged out as i laid back on him, facing the tv.
what caught my eye was a box sitting on the glass coffee table. what made it better was that it was my favorite color, and it had my favorite chocolate.
"oh my godd." i pouted as i leaned up. i felt dd start to rub my back, and i looked behind me, smiling.
"how you feel now?" he asked as he showed me a big smile.
"this is so cute. thank youu." i said as i placed my hand on his jawline and kissed him. the kiss was long and slow before I quickly pulled away. "you're gonna get sick." i laughed as i wiped my lips.
"i don't care about that shit." he said with a straight face.
i carefully picked up the box, and looked through everything. it genuinely made me feel better.
i took a picture, and posted it on my ig story.
after i posted it, i turned my phone off, and hugged dd. my eyes started to feel heavy again. "you tired?" he whispered in my ear as his hands ran up and down my back under my shirt.
"mhm." i mumbled. "im gonna take a shower though." i said as i slowly got up. "and i'll wait in your roommm." he laughed slightly, now standing up too.
before we walked upstairs, he grabbed my waist and kissed me. and that shit started getting heatedddd.
"dd." i giggled as i pulled away, placing my hands on his chest. "you look mad good." he whispered as he rubbed his thumb on my lips. lordd this man can do anything he wants to me at this point.
"me when i lie!" i said as i showed him a cheesy smile.
"you corny as hell." he said as he playfully pushed me away. i laughed before picking up the box and my phone, and going upstairs. dd followed behind.
right now it was around 7pm. dd had been over all day, and he said he would sleep over too. After I took a shower, we ate, watched movies, talked, and smoked in my room.
I wanted to smoke, but I was afraid it would make me throw up because i'm sick. I was right.
"fuck this broo." i groaned in disgust as i leaned over to toilet. dd held my hair up with one hand, and his other was rubbing my back.
"let it out mama." he said.
"i don't want to anymore. this shit is nasty as fuck." i said. i was getting mad, not at him though. just because i hated throwing up.
"you'll feel better if you do." he sighed as he ran his hand up and down my back again.
5 minutes later
I was brushing my teeth, looking at myself in the mirror literally trying not to cry. throwing up was fucking nasty.
"you're gooddd. see, you let it out. does your stomach still hurt?" dd asked as his arms were wrapped around from behind me, rubbing my stomach gently.
i shook my head no, as i leaned down and rinsed my mouth out. i gargled mouth wash, before spitting it out and wiping my mouth. We walked out of my bathroom, and got back in my bed.
Dd leaned against my headboard, as i laid on top of him. He pulled up my shirt, exposing my bare back.
"it's colddd." i mumbled as i held onto him tighter.
He laughed before rubbing his warm hands up and down my back. Resting them on my ass every few seconds.
I guess i could get used to being sick if this is how i'd be treated😋.
9:46 am
I woke up to sniffling, and looked next to me. There dd was, sniffling every second, while I felt great.
"you got me sick." he said in his raspy morning voice.
my turn to take care of him.