It’s been three days since the accident and Claira was taking care of Quentin together with Quinn, while Quentin’s parents kept working so they left him with Quinn.
“Oh man, you stink.” Quinn said.
“Shut up, try having broken bones while lying down all day watching a horrible TV show in the middle of summer.” He said.
“That’s why I am going to give you a sponge bath.” Claira cheered.
“What? No, are you kidding me?” Quentin said.
“But you need to get cleaned.” She said.
“I know, but I’m ticklish so don’t.” he pointed.
“Well, you’re just gonna have to put up with it.” She pouted with crossed arms.
“I will. NOT.” He said. Quinn looked at Claira and held Quentin’s shoulders back.
“I’ll hold him down.” He smirked.
“No, Claira No, I thought you were my best friend!” he said.
“I am, but best friends knows what’s best for their best friends, and besides this is the first time I’m going to help a person out.” She said.
“Ugh, fine.” He sighed.
“Don’t touch my casts.” He said.
“I won’t jeez.” She giggled. After the sponge bath…
“I am not giving you baths again…” Claira said while panting.
“Same here.” Quinn said also panting.
“I warned you guys not to do it.” He said eating grapes.
Claira and Quinn were very wet from the bath, while Quentin didn’t have one drop of water on him, and the floor was wet too.
“Quinn, get the mop, let’s clean this place up.” Claira spoke.
“Okay, here’s a rug.” Quinn said.
“Thanks.” She said as she started wiping the floor with it. After an hour, Quinn and Claira slept together at the couch, which made Quentin very jealous. Claira was sleeping on Quinn’s lap while Quinn was resting his head on a pillow behind his head. Quentin just ignored it and slept too….
“Quentin?” someone was shaking him. So he opened his eyes and saw Claira’s big blue eyes.
“What?” he asked.
“What do you want to eat?” she asked.
“For what?” he asked back.
“For dinner of course.” She giggled.
“Oh, right…hmmm…can I have pizza?” he let out a smolder.
“Uuuh….” she looked at Quin.
“No.” Quinn said sternly.
“Why not?” he asked with pouted face.
“You are in a healthy diet.” He pointed.
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.” He said.
“Uuuugh, why didn’t you get this disease?” he asked.
“I don’t know, I’m just that lucky.” He smirked.
“I hate you so much.” He mumbled.
“Sooo…no pizza?” Claira asked innocently.
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Love is DEFINITELY blind
RomanceA blind girl who lived her dream of having the sense of sight meets A guy who is about to live his nightmare of losing his. Quentin, who is has cone-rod dystrophy, falls in love with Claira; a girl who is about to discover new things. They became v...
