Always and Forever (Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 45

Chapter 45:  

I woke up with a ringing in my ear. I felt absolutely horrid. My head was throbbing, tongue felt like it was swollen. This was undeniably the worst I've felt in awhile. It was Christmas Eve's Eve, and I was going to be sick on Christmas, joy! I slowly got out of bed feeling a bit of a chill. I put on Kendall's hoodie over my fuzzy black pj pants, and long sleeved white shirt. I slipped on some socks and was annoyed by my hair. I pulled it back in a pony tail and finally felt decent to go into the main area of the house. Logan was now gone to Texas, Dustin was spending Christmas with his family, the soon to be newly weds were back in Colorado, with Scott's family, and Kendall and I were suppose to leave to his parents house this morning. "Kendall?!" I asked loudly. I heard a shuffling of sheets in his bedroom as I knocked on the door.

"Come in Boo!" He called. I opened the door ask saw him rubbing his eyes sitting on the edge of his bed. He had on a long sleeved shirt and sweats, as he looked up at me with tired eyes.

"Are you okay babe? You look a little pale." he asked as I nodded and walked to sit on his bed next to him.

"What time are we suppose to leave this morning?" I asked Kendall. He checked out my face first and noticed my dark circles under my eyes which I had seen passing the hall mirror.

"Are you okay? Do we need to see a doctor?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Just get some cough syrup in me and I'll be good to go." I smiled weakly with a croak like voice. He smirked. He stood up and kissed my head.

"Lets go love. Get dressed, packed and WE should be good to go to get you some cough syrup." Kendall smiled at me. He pushed me back out to the hallway and closed his door, opening his closet. I wobbled back to my room and looked for something decent looking, yet comfortable to wear. I couldn't find anything so I opened my door and walked back to Kendall's door. I knocked. a moment later he opened the door shirtless in tan pants. I leaned on the door frame and smiled.

"I have clothes for myself for today, on a not special occasion.... But can I look in your closet after your done packing for some comfy yet totally stylish clothes? Please?" I asked sticking out my bottoms lip knowing the compliment would get him. He rolled his eyes smiling, letting me into his room. Kendall had his side of the suitcase already laid out on his bed, as he slipped a nice blue sweater over his head.

I looked through his closest and saw a blue cardigan, permanently smelling of him as I set it on his desk, so I could wear it tomorrow. I went back to the closest and saw a white sweater with red reindeers and snowflakes on it, it wasn't awful in the least bit, I smiled to myself and grabbed it. I grabbed his cardigan as well and turned around to see him packing his guitar in it's hard case. "You're bringing one of your guitars?" I asked with a stuffed nose. He chuckled.

"Yes I am sicky. It's a tradition in my family to sing Christmas Carols on Christmas Eve before we open presents from one another." He said standing up straight and smiling at me. "Go get dressed!" He said walking over to me and guiding me out into the hallway again. He followed me to my room which was across from the hall closest with the suitcase in it. He smacked my butt as I walked into my room. I laughed and slammed the door and regretted it immediately as to the headache that was now irritated. I got dressed today in flare jeans, Kendall's hoodie, moccasins, and braided my hair in a side braid. I stuck a black flower at the top of the braid making it look like I tried for my hair to be cute. I put on foundation, a natural eyeshadow color, then outlined my eyes in black liquid liner, and swiping on mascara over my long lashes. I think I was done as I placed all I'd need for the next two days on my bed. I sat on my bed and felt a tickle in my throat. Great, going to hack up a lung. I started into a coughing fit and before I knew it, Kendall was knocking on my door.

"You okay? Can I come in?" He asked.

"Yeah!" I choked out. He opened the door, rolling in the suitcase and tossing me a bottle of water which did in fact hit my head.

"Ow!" I shrieked. He started laughing and made me envious of his well being.

"I'm sorry baby, it's not my fault you're delayed sick mind didn't do much to save you there. But I will say I'm sorry." He said setting the suitcase on my bed next to me and opening it before leaving a kiss on the top of my head.