Life With Trent Harmon

Part 15: Sick Day

You walk in the front door, and Mrs. Cindy is standing at the stove, and smiles at you when you walk in. She turns back to the stove and says:
"Trents in his room, he may be napping.." And then, "You can go in there.. He hasn't gotten up much at all today except to go to the doctor.. Just leave the door open.."
You look at her and smile, and try to hide the shocked look on your face, and then walk down the hallway.
When you stick your head in his room, his eyes are closed and you smile and walk in. You sit down on the chair next to his bed and look at the tv. Top Gun is ending and you shake your head. You pull your phone out of your pocket and open up snapchat and snaps picture of him sleeping and type "sweet boy isn't feeling good💔" and post it.
You watch the end of Top Gun and then turn the tv off. After a few minutes of playing on your phone, you notice trent starts moving around a bit, like he is about to wake up. You put your phone on the table next to you, and look over at him.
He moves again, and then let's out a soft moan as he stretches. He slowly opens his eyes, and when he sees you he blinks and as he opens his eyes again, he smiles.
"Hi" he says in a raspy voice.
"Hey babe." You say and lean. Over and kiss his cheek. "How are you feeling?"
"A little better, I can talk without wanting to die." He says slowly as he lays and looks at you.
"That's good." You say, and the touch his face. "You still feel a little warm... Want a cold wash cloth?"
He nods at you and smiles and you get up and go to the bathroom to get one.
When you come back to the room, he is taking a drink of the drink that Mrs. Cindy has brought to him and taking his medicine.
When she walks out again, he sits up and you hand him the cold rag as he leans back and rests his head on the wall behind his bed. You sit down on the chair again and say "I'm sorry.."
He looks at you and says "sorry for what??"
"Causing you to get strep throat.."
"Uh.. You didn't give me strep throat."
"No, but you jumped in the pond because of me..."
"Oh that's right. It is your fault." He says and glares at you and then a smile breaks his glare. He sits up a little more and leans toward you and you see his eyes sparkle. "I didn't HAVE to jump in the water. It was a bet. And the doctor said that that prolly had nothing to do with it."
"Prolly." You say and try to smile at him.
"(Y/n)." He says quietly and you look back at him. "It isn't your fault. And besides. I'll be back to normal by like tomorrow."
He scoots over and motions you over with his finger. You slide out of the chair and over to his bed and sit on top of the cover. He scoots closer to you and wraps his arm around you. He kisses the top of your head and says "I'm feeling better already."
You smile up at him and touch your lips to his. He pulls away quickly and says "I can't get you sick."
You turn towards him, and put your hands on his face and kiss him again, longer and then say "I don't care." And the smile at him. Mr. Randy walks by the door and clears his throat as you are still inches from Trents face and you feel yourself blush. You sit back down next to him and look through his DVDs.
Y'all finally decide to watch Forrest Gump and you get up and put the DVD in, and then grab a blanket from the end of his bed and sit next to him again. You slide your fingers between his and lay your head on his shoulder. After a little while, he puts his arm back around you and puts his hand on your waist, pulling you as close to him as you can get without being in his lap.
Then, he suddenly starts tickling your side and you squeal "TRENT."
"Shhhhh.." He laughs and continues to tickle you. Before you know it, you are laid in his lap while he is still tickling you and you are trying to push his hands away.
"Trent. STAAAAHHHPPPP" you laugh and push at one of his hands, but he moves it and you hit him in the face. He stops and looks at you, shocked and gets an angry look on his face, but then that beautiful devilish smile that you love so much crosses his face and he lifts his hands like he is gonna tickle you again and you start laughing.
"I'm not even touching you" he says with a smirk and moves his hands even closer to you.
You are still laying in his lap and you laugh even harder with every slow movement of his hands coming closer. When he finally starts tickling you again, you are laughing so hard that you can't breathe.
"T.. Trrr.. TREEEENNTT" you laugh between gasps for air, "TREEENT STOOOOP"
Just then, Mrs. Cindy walks into the room and gives Trent a look and then says "why don't y'all come in the living room?"
"Yes mam." Trent says, looking down at you, and trying to keep from smiling.
When she walks out, you sit up and try to keep yourself from laughing.
You stand up and he climbs out of bed behind you. You start to walk into the living room, but he grabs your wrist and you turn around to him. He pulls you to him and wraps his arms around your waist and then moves a hand to your chin and raises it up and puts his lips on yours again. You put your arms around his neck and run your fingers through the back of his hair as the kiss grows. You lean out of the kiss, trying to catch your breath and Trent smiles and continues the kiss.
After a minute, he seems to remember that his family is in the next room and he pulls back and looks into your eyes. He smiles softly and his eyes sparkle a little more than they did earlier. "I love you, (your full name). I really do."
You can't help but blush as you feel a smile start and spread from your cheeks to your eyes. You pull his face to inches from hours and say "I love you too, Trenton William Harmon." You kiss him softly again, but the moment is interrupted by his mom's voice from the other room "TRENT!" He pulls back from he kiss and slides his hands down your arms, sending chills up your spine.
"Coming!" He says, his voice a little less raspy than before.
He takes your hand as he looks into your eyes and whispers "I really do mean it." And then leads you into the living room where the rest of his family stares at y'all as y'all walk in. RK is sitting in the corner, fighting laughter.
You sit down next to her and Trent sits next to you and his mama. She looks at him with a forced serious face, but she can't hold her smile in and it crosses her face.
He takes your hand and you spend the rest of the night laughing with people who have quickly become family.