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Sick

Hannah's PoV

I sighed under the covers of my bed, wishing I could stay here forever.
I heard a knock on the door, quickly ignoring it.
"Hannah!" I heard graces voice, groaning in response.
Grace walked into my room giggling as she saw me under the covers, she flopped on top of me making me groan.
"Grace, I'm sick. Go away"
She looked at me and pouted asking if I was okay.
"I think I've got the flu" I coughed hard, grabbing a tissue and pulling my covers up.
"Grace, you can leave now, you'll get what I've got if you stay"
She just smiled at me, kissing me forehead whispering,
"I'll take care of you"

I started shivering, so she grabbed a blanket and put it over me.
"Grace can you just go stand in the kitchen for a minute?" I asked with a light blush.
"Why?" She looked confused,
"Because I need to get changed and get a bath"
She looked concerned, "do you want some help?" I blushed hard now but she just rolled her eyes.
"Chill Hannah, I'm not asking to see you naked, your ill. You need help" she turned on the heater, making the room extremely hot.
My eyes watered up as I asked her if she could leave for two seconds, she nodded looking at my face.
I pulled back the covers once she's left, pulling on some joggers and a baggy t-shirt.
My head started getting dizzy while I leaned down to pull on some slippers, I fell onto the floor.
Grace came running in, giggling as she saw me on the floor.
"You okay there, Hannah?" I just nodded as she helped me up, putting her arm around my waist and helping me to the bathroom, "okay, thanks grace. You can- uhm, leave now?" I told her, stuttering slightly.
"No Hannah, I'm here to help" she reached down to pull my slippers and my socks, turning on the bath and checking the water.
She told me to take off my jumper, and looked confused when I shook my head.
"Look grace, I'm happy you wanna help but, I'm not comfortable with you helping me in the bathroom"
She looked hurt, before she smirked and said,
"What? You think you can do this you self?" She flicked me gently, making me stumble and almost fall over.
"Grace, I'm not-comfortable I-I-I" I burst into tears.
"Hannah! What's wrong?!" She looked genuinely worried about me, I just looked down at my feet muttering.
"I'm not comfortable with my-b-body" I stuttered, turning away from her. She looked at me like I was mad putting her arms around my waist and smiling at me whispering.
"Your fucking adorable Hannah" I blushed as she carried on, "your sexy, and gorgeous and fucking hot" I just looked at her and pouted, shaking my head and making her frown. She leaned in murmuring, "how about I prove how sexy you are"
I shivered, half heartedly muttering, "grace, I'm ill" before leaning in and kissing her, wrapping my arms and sighing into her lips making her shiver.

"Hannah fucking hart" she muttered when I pulled back, her eyes still closed and a huge smile plastered on her face.
She started pulling my jumper over my head to revel the scars on my belly.
Grace gasped, placing her warm hand on my belly making me wince.
"Hannah, what the fuck!" Grace looked on the verge of tears,
"I haven't done it in years grace" I mumbled, "but there still there, reminding me of the sadness in my life"
She just kissed my cheek, pulling down my joggers and helping me into the bath.
"Grace, uhm so can y-you can l-leave n-now. T-thank you f-for h-helping me"
She nodded again.
"I'll be outside if you need help" I grabbed her hand, turning her around and kissing her passionately.

When I got out the bath grace was sitting on the couch reading a book, I grabbed it out of her hands throwing it over my shoulder and grinning at her.
Her eyebrows shot up as she looked me up and down.
I was only in my towel.
She bit her lip, she fucking bit her lip.
A noise came from the back of my throat as I watched her lips.
She smirked leaning in and wrapping her arms around my waist, pulling me to her.
Our faces were inches apart as I looked at her and giggled.
"Hey"
She giggled back, biting her lip.
I frowned at her, quickly grabbing her face and kissing her. She gasped at my sudden passion, running a hand up my back until it rested in the nape of my neck.
I pulled back grinning triumphantly at her, "every time you bite your lip, I'm forced to kiss you from overload of cuteness"
And guess what she did.
She fucking bit her lip.
I giggled at her reaction, kissing her lightly and passionately. I pulled her lower lip between my teeth making her moan and lean back.
"So" she breathed, "you feeling better?"
I just nodded, closing my eyes and leaning back into her.
"i had a great doctor"