After an hour of convincing my boss I was too sick to go to work today, I got off the phone and flopped down on mine and Ashton's shared bed.
"How are you feeling, babe?" Ashton walks into the bedroom.
"Terrible," I roll over on my stomach. Ashton sits down next to me, rubbing my back slowly, feeling shivers run up and down my arms.
"What do you need? I'll go get it and we can lay down and watch a movie,"
"All I want is tea and a hundred aspirins," I whine.
"I'll be right back," he chuckles, leaving the room to go downstairs.
A couple minutes later Ashton walks in with a mug full of tea and two aspirins in his hand.
"Thank you, Ash," I smile at him, pecking his lips before he walks to the dresser where the TV his. He grabs the remotes before lying down next to me on the bed. I plop the two pills in my mouth with the tea.
"What do you want to watch?" He asks, looking up at me.
"The Breakfast Club,"
"Okay," he scrolls through the movies until he finds it and clicks on it.
Before the movie actually starts, I get up to change into more comfortable clothes before getting back on the bed.
I situate myself in between Ashton's legs, laying my head on his stomach, bringing his hands down to play with them before intertwining our fingers together and watching the movie.
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