A Dream Come True. [ Johnnie Guilbert]

Apperently The Flu.

*Kate's P.O.V*
I look over at Damon. He's in a chair in the waiting room with his eyes closed and a bag next to him. He's barfed at least 3 times while in here. This makes me feel so... So. I don't know. Sad? Pained? Hurt? I consider him as one of my best friends. The doctor calls him back. I help him to his room and the doctor checks him up. They think he might have the stomach flu. To keep a lot of fluids down, have something to puke in at all times, and try to eat. When we get back to the house I lead him to the couch and lye him down. Setting a wet rag on his for head, I sit next to him and rub his face. "You feeling any better?" I ask. Knowing the answer. He shakes his head and I lye next to him. Pulling his arm around me and latch onto it.

*Damon's P.O.V*
She latches onto my arm making me smile. "Kate?" I say. "Yeah?" She answers. I think for a moment. "Never mind" I say. "No what?" She asks. I look at her. "It just feels like more than the flu." I say. She looks at me in a concerned way. "Hey you're gonna be okay" she hugs me. I hug back. "Please go away" I say. "What?" She asks. "No just for a seco--" I feel it coming so I get up and run to the bathroom throwing up. She walks in when I'm done. "You alright" she asks. I shrug then get back up going to the couch. She lyes back down with me and we fall asleep. I fall asleep with a smile on my face. I fall asleep kind of... Happy. I'm glad I got her here.,