Unforgettable (Re-writing)

chapter 9

chapter 9

It has been two days since we went to the doctors. We have to go back today which I’m dreading. “ Baby we need to leave soon” Dylan called from outside the bathroom door. “Ok, I’ll be there in a minute!” I holler as I finish tying up my blue Converse. I open the door to be greeted by my body being enveloped in a warm, comforting hug. “I’m here for you whatever happens, ok.” Dylan whispers encouragingly in my ear. “Ok. Thank you!” I reply hugging him close. We stand here hugging each other for a couple of content, long lasting minute’s before trudging out of our hotel room hand in hand.

We sit here on the uncomfortable plastic chairs my hand in Dylan’s, waiting for Dr. Smith to call us in. Eventually our names are called and we are ushered in to Dr.Smiths small office. “Sit down.” Dr. Smith tells us with a expressionless face; we sit down in unison bracing ourselves for the news. “Well...” Dr.Smith starts and I wish he would just get it over and done with so we can get out of here! “There’s good news and bad news. the good news is that there is nothing seriously wrong with you but the bad news is you do in fact have the flu. Now, I’m going to write you a prescription for some vitamin C tablets for you to take.       

 sigh in relief, at least It's nothing too serious! You can get over flu quite quickly can't you? Me and Dylan share in a celebratory hug and then we thank the Dr and make our way out of the surgery. 

It's been a couple of hours since we left the doctors and at first I didn't feel to bad a tad feverish perhaps but not that bad but now I feel like complete and utter shit! I have a massively high temperature and my head hurts like hell! I have a runny nose and a really sore throat from constantly coughing!I have no energy what so ever! I've been stuck in bed all after noon watching film after film after film. Dylan has been very sympathetic about it all and has helped me a lot. He has bought me mugs of water and tea and went out to buy me some tissues so I didn't have to use the toilet paper any more, He's made sure that I take my medication on time and has simply just kept me company. I love him so much. It's a shame he has to see me like this though! A red, runny nose, constant coughing and moaning that my head hurts isn't exactly very attractive.

"Here you go baby" Dylan says handing me my thousandth mug of tea. "Thank you" I croak as I struggle to sit up so I don't spill tea everywhere. "How are you feeling?" Dylan asks me sympathetically; Taking out Dear John out of the dvd player and inserting The last song. "Honestly, I feel like crap!" I grumble sipping my tea. "I hate being ill!" I say and Dylan embraces me in a small but comforting hug "Awwww poor you! I wish I could make you feel better!" he says and I reply sheepishly "You do." He looks at me lovingly and then kisses my forehead softly. "I love you" he whispers to me and I cough to clear my throat and then just as I'm about to say "I love you too" I sneeze. All over Dylan’s face. "Oh my god, I'm so so sorry!" I exclaim wiping his face with a clean tissue "It's ok. You can't help it!" He says calmly

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