The next morning I prepare a light breakfast and some coffee.
Placed them on the tray with some medicines and head over to Noah's house, I ring the bell once, twice, thrice and when I turn around to leave I hear footsteps. Noah opens the door and he looks more miserable than he did last night, eyes saying that he hasn't slept all night and face revealing that he hasn't got a moment of relief. I place the tray on the table and take Noah to his bedroom, plug in the heating pad and carefully place the quilt on his body as he shivers in pain. I place my hand on his forehead to check if he has a fever and finds him burning hot with a high fever. I think Noah liked my cold touch, his face relaxed and he took my hand and placed it on his stomach and I let him. He kept it there for a while then winces again. I lightly massage his stomach with my hands and go to bring a towel and cold water. I cancel my plans for today and get my book and my phone from my house. I try to get his temperature down by carefully placing the washcloth on his forehead, then rubbing his hands and legs."Hey, Thankyou soo much for taking care of me and being here with me today" he takes my hand massages his belly with my hand, after a few seconds he drops my hands and I see the relief on his face, he is asleep. I take a deep breath and close the lights. I leave a note, "call me when you wake up", with my number.
I received a call not long after, an hour and a half later, "Hey!, I woke up, soo much for a good night's sleep"
"Are you feeling any better?"
"A little but my stomach hurts like hell and I feel so weak"
"Aww, I just went to the grocery store to get some things, you want anything"
"Yes bring me the sharpest knife so I kill myself cause, Aaah, this is already killing me"
"I'll get you a spasm tablet and maybe some paracetamol, apart from that do you want anything, and no I'm not getting a knife"
"Bummer, I'd really like a popsicle,aaahh"
"Hey hey hey are you ok"
"Ugh, not really, can you come soon"
"Sure"
I can't quite wrap the words around me- "can you come soon" does he want me there? Why do I want to be with him?
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