The Bad And Infuriating 2 ✅ 2015-2016

15. In sickness and in health

When I open my eyes, I feel disoriented. I wake up in someone's arms. "Hello sunshine. How are you?"
I turn around and look into Tom's eyes. I nuzzle further into his arms. He tightens his grip around me. I hide my smile in his t-shirt. "Hi, I'm fine you? Having second thoughts?"

He plants a kiss on my forehead. I smile and plant a kiss on his chin. I really don't like that he's older and taller than me.

But well, whatever. "Not at all, why would I? Tomorrow it's going to be Christmas. We should really get up and start looking for presents for our families.

He tries to get up but I groan and pull him back in bed with me.

He smiles and ksses my forehead again. "You keep suprising me everyday.  I love you. Well just ten more minutes."

I kiss him and he kisses me back. It's so nice to wake up in his arms and to sleep in.

"Your ten minutes are up, I'm going to take a shower."

I climb out of bed and start making my way to the bathroom.

All of the sudden I don't feel very well and feel like crying.

I barely make to the bathroom. I burst into tears. I'm sitting  on the bathroom floor crying like a little child. Like an infant.

Tom knocks on the door.  "Please open  the door. I really am sorry."

For what?

I try to get up put the whole room starts spinning. "I can't I'm a bit dizzy. A lot. Help."

With all my strength I open the bathroom door before I collapse and everything turns black.

||//TOM'S POV\\||

I knock softly on the door. She mutters something.  And just a few seconds later she opens the door, looking very pale; like she's seen a ghost or something and collapses in my arms. I lift her and place her on the bed. I feel her forehead. She is burning up.

I check her temperature. It concerns me. 39,3° Poor babe.

"What happened?"

She doesn't remember what happened.

"You have a fever and you fainted."

"Oh, so you carried me? How sweet of you."

"Ah it was nothing."

She places her head on a pillow and closes her eyes.

"Yah, that's good. Sleep and get well soon."

I spent the rest of my day working at Starbucks; some girl has the nerve to ask me my number, to which I reply with a grunt and a no.

I cough and sneeze. Once my shift is over I drive by the apothecary to pick up some cough syrup. I then buy some red roses and get some chicken soup.

I drive back to my apartment and silently close the front door behind me. I walk into the kitchen to warm up the soup and to dump the roses in the sink. I'm not so good with flora. The microwave beeps and I carefully walk to the bedroom with a bowl of soup in my left hand.

She's still lying in bed and sleeping. Next to her is her is a pile of used tissues. Gross.

I sit down on the bed, beside her and gently shake her shoulder.
She mutters something and opens one eye. Her cheeks are a bit red and she's still hot to the touch but she's a little better I can tell.

"Hey you. I feel better, how are you?"

"I missed you today."

She smiles and her cheeks glow a little. "Missed you too. Hmm. What is that smell? "

I strike over her head. My hand lingers nonchalantly on her forehead. She's even hotter than before. That's not what I expected. She sits up and eats her soup. She then leans in to hug me and I hug her back.

I innocently take a whiff of her hair. It's smells like peach. When I feel her ribcage rise and fall in a steady rythm I know she fell asleep in my arms.

I can't help but feel a little honoured. I place my bedsheets over her and prop up her head with my pillow. I then leave her and start watching Star Wars: return of the Jedi. It's just as good as I remembered. 

All of the sudden I hear Mia getting out  of bed and running to the bathroom. I follow her and she is holding up her hair and throwing up in the toilet. I feel bad for her. Throwing up is the worst.

She shivers and pukes one more time. She then wipes her mouth clean with her hand and gets up, flushes the toilet and washes her hands. Then she goes into the kitchen and drinks some water.

"I feel so much better now."
She looks relieved. I am too.

I hate seeing people throw up. It makes me want to puke.

I make spaghetti and dine with Mia.

"Tom, I love you. You have been nothing but nice to me today. Thanks a lot."

My heart's dancing. I feel like exploding whenever she tells me she loves me. It's the best feeling in the whole wide world. She is amazing. "I love you too."

She smiles. "I'm going to take a shower. I'll do the dishes. Just give me ten minutes approximately. Okay?"

I nod and she leaves to take her shower. I clean my plate and place the roses on the table.

Twelve minutes later Mia walks through the doorway.

She gasps at the sight of the roses. I know they are her favorite flowers.

She picks the bouquet up and takes in its scent. She shyly smiles. "Are these for me?"

"Yeah, just like the cough syrup. Twelve minutes. You broke your promise. Now you've upset me and you are going to cheer me up again. Otherwise I will be sleeping on the couch tonight."

She sighs and rolls her eyes, scrunches her nose and then sighs once more.

"This should do the trick for you; I love you."

I smile and she smiles back.

-favorite chapter so far. I don't know when I will be posting this probably today (29 December ) but I just turned 15! So happy! Love you all and a happy 2016-