Guardian Angel

●Chapter 17: Sick

(Justin Bieber)

I woke up with a huge headche and my eyes are like on fire. What's happening to me? And my whole body is aching, I can't breath properly because something is blocking my nose and my throat is freaking sore.

This feeling is way too foreign for me. Am I going to die? No I think I'm sick right?

I groaned as I sat up while rubbing my forehead "Oh my god..."

Someone help me, ugh.

I heard someone chuckling and looked up at the person, and ofcourse it was Ryan.

"What?" I said and then groaning again because of the pain I'm feeling right now.

"I told you, you are going to get sick." he teased.

"Tch. This feeling is way too foreign for me."

He shook his and chuckled again "Well its been a while since you experienced this feeling."

"Hn."

"Poor baby Justin."

"Shut up."

"She's coming."

My eyes widened. I quickly grabbed my hoodie that was beside me and wear it. I can't let her see my scar.

"Justin are you ok?" I heard her sweet voice.

I looked up at her and smiled "Of course."

"Well it doesn't look like it." She frowned as she stepped inside my room.

"Are you going to work now right?"

"Don't even try changing the subject mister!" she said scolding me.

Ryan chuckled and shook his head "Well kids I better be going I forgot that I have things to do."

I glared at him "What!?"

"Don't worry Ryan you can go I'll take care of him."

"Rose I'm ok just go to work--"

"Shut up Justin, I'm staying and that's final."

Ryan chuckled again "Adios!" And with that he left the both of us.

I groaned and laid my head down on the pillow. I looked up at Rose and she was looking back at me too. She extended her hand to touched my forehead.

"Your burning like hell Justin."

"How is that even impossible!? I came from heaven--"

"Idiot! I was talking about your temperature!"

"Oh..." I blushed. Ok that was close for almost revealing about myself.

She sighed and gave me a smile "Anyway I'll make you something to eat so you can take a medicine."

"Are you sure its ok for you to stay--"

"Yes Justin. You took care of me before so now its my turn."

I smiled "You don't have to Rose. Its my duty to take care of you."

"At least just say thank you." She playfully said.

"Fine. Thank you."

She chuckled "Ok I'll be back. Just stay in bed."

"Yes mom."

After maybe twenty minutes she was back holding a tray. She put the tray on the nightstand.

"I'll feed you."