My Heart is Open ( An ADAM Levine Fanfiction)

Chapter 57

Oh my god! It feels like I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I have a terrible headache, my throat hurts, I feel terribly dizzy and I feel like a furnace with a touch of air-conditioner in between. I faced the ceiling. I turned my neck as best as I could to see my sleeping beauty's face. I tried not to wake him up with my coughing and sneezing but it ended up failing with him turning with a flutter in his eyes.

"Good morning sunshine! Why is my beautiful ray of sun coughing and sneezing on this fine morning. Are you sick sweetheart?" He pressed my head against his chest as he stroked my hair.

"I feel like a rain cloud dripping from the rain. Oh, *cough I'm not sick, I just have a little scratch in my throat that is all sweetie." I gave him a smile and kissed his cheek. I pressed my head against the coldness of his bare chest. It felt like the coldness exposed from his body cooled down my fever before he could check.

"*cough! Rosy you just coughed in my mouth! Sweetie you are sick!" I frowned. Adam returned with a disappointed yet sensitive concern look on his face.

"So, *cough... It was just a small cough Adam gosh! It's not like it is going to be contagious or something?" I laughed but he return with one back. I continued to laugh then all of a sudden, the dizziness kicks in and takes me down. I lay down on the ground. My headaches worsen, my throat becomes sorer and harder to swallow and my fever loses control along with my sneezing and coughing.

Adam rushed over to me and wraps a towel around my body. He lifts me up bridle style and places me on the bed. He puts on his clothes and grabs a spare change for me as I lay motionless on the bed. He helps me put my clothes on with ease without jostling me too much.

I watch as he runs to the bathroom and comes back out with a thermometer. I stick my tongue and he places the cold end of the thermometer in my mouth. We wait for a few minutes and he pulls the thermometer out of my mouth.

"105 degrees! What the Hell! Rosalyn!" Adam face palms his head in his hands as he sits at the edge of the bed.

"Adam babe...*ACHOOooooo!" I paused for a few seconds.

"Bless You!" Adam handed me a couple of tissues and I blew my gross stuffed up nose.

"Thank You sweetie but anyways...stop yelling, I can barely hear anyways and I don't want to be in this type of mood right now!" I tried to glare but I just couldn't. My throat hurt too much and my head keeps pounding like someone is beating it like a drum.

"You rest sweetie, I will get you a nice warm bowl of my chicken noodle soup, a side of orange juice and tissues." I tried to stare into his eyes but I just couldn't. "I love sweetheart." He kissed my forehead and left towards the kitchen.

As I lay in bed, holding onto the blankets for dear life for a chance of warm air escaping my cold fragile body as the warm takes over, Rosie jumps onto the bed and lays by my side keeping me company while Adam is downstairs in the kitchen making me some soup. I hate this sickness! It is totally ruining my day right now!

Adam finally comes back with the chicken noodle soup which I can barely smell, the Orange juice and a clean box of tissues. He places everything on the night stand and sits down by my side as I eat the chicken noodle soup.

"Does it taste good sweetheart?" I take a bite of the soup. I can barely taste anything but the warmness of the broth relaxes my throat.

"I can barely taste anything babe. If I could get my taste back, I would tell you it is the best chicken noodle soup I've ever had!" With that, he kissed my cheek and let me finish my soup along with my orange juice.

Adam lays in bed with me as we both fall asleep. His arm wrapped around my waist with my head rested against his chest. His heart beat calms me down but a scratch in my throat wants a cough explosion to come out. I try to keep in as best as I could but I just couldn't and I let it all out. Kept on coughing and I couldn't stop. The coughing made my throat hurt ten times worse. Adam suddenly woke up.

"Rosalyn sweetie are you okay?" I kept on coughing. I could barely let a word escape my mouth but I finally let a few words escape before the next set of coughs and sneezes come.

"I'm alright babe, just a little scratch in my throat is all." I swallowed my saliva that was stuck in my mouth and as it went down my throat it started to hurt. "Adam babe, what time is it?" I asked trying to get up but Adam stopped me.

"It is 3 o'clock, why?" He asked grabbing a washcloth and dabbing it on my forehead to keep my fever down.

"You have to go to the Voice today!" I explained.

"But I want to stay here with you darling and take care of you. I will call Carson and tell him that I can't make it today." He went to grab his phone but I stopped him.

"Sweetie, please go. I will be fine by myself and they need you to be there. What would they do without Judge Adam? Please Adam go, I promise I will be fine and you can call me to check up on me." I gave him a smile and he gave me a hug.

"You promise." I shook my head and agreed.

"I promise." He kissed my forehead.

"Good! I will call you when I get there. Love you my sickness." He kissed my cheek, closed the door behind him and left me alone with Rosie.

~author's note~
ah!😢 Rosalyn is sick😷 Poor girl!!! Stupid rain! Why did you get her sick???👿😷😭👎🏻☔️💦💨 Poor Adam, he wants to stay and help his love but he has to go to The Voice studio🎤✌️ I hope she feels better soon.

Hi guys! Hope you like this chapter. Sorry about the long update. Need to update sooner. I Hope you like this story so far. Working on the next chapter.

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