Sweet Temptations (A Robert Pattinson Fanfiction) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 9 ● You're staying here

•Kayla•

I sipped on my orange juice and ate my cereal in silence. I'd always been an early bird.

Rob, Kristen, and Theo were still asleep. I used this opportunity for some quality reading.

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One by one my room mates emerged from upstairs.

Everyone but Rob.

I knew he was a heavy sleeper, but it was almost noon.

"Have you seen Rob?" I asked Kristen.

She looked around the room like he was going to magically appear in front of us before shaking her head.

It really wasn't like him to stay in bed this long.

"I'm going to go see what he's up to," I told her.

Walking into his room I thought there was nothing wrong. He was sleeping curled up in his bedsheets. I silently walked over to him and sat on the foot of his bed.

Looking more closely I noticed he was sweating. His hair was matted to his forehead and his cheeks were flushed with color. I leaned closer to him making him stir. He moved around and stretched, opening his eyes just enough to see me.

"Rob," I started. I felt my forehead with the back of my hand for reference and then felt his. There was no doubt that he had a fever.

At that moment he sprung up from the bed and raced to the bathroom. I tried not to listen as he was sick into the toilet.

Once he'd stopped, I crept into the bathroom and stood in the doorway.

"Food poisoning," he mumbled.

I furrowed my brow, what did he eat that could have gave him food poisoning?

But then I remembered that he prepared dinner for us last night. Obviously he didn't prepare the meat well enough. For once, thank goodness for my vegetarian diet.

"What are you smirking at?" He asked.

"Even though I'm a vegetarian," I boasted, "I need to teach you how to prepare meat correctly."

He rolled his eyes and stood up, heading for the exit out of his room.

"Oh no no no," I pulled his arm back the bed and made him lay back down. "You're staying here."

"I'm fine," He tried to assure me.

The same time as he raced to the bathroom again.

"Hmm," I said, standing by him this time. "If you promise to stay in bed and rest I'll go get you some Pepto-Bismol."

He sighed. "Okay but I don't want this to be a big deal for you."

"It going be a big deal until you get better." I smiled, "I can't bear to see you in pain."

"Alright alright I'm laying back down," he said as he did so.

"I'll be back soon," I promised before closing his bedroom door.

The closest supermarket was at walking distance. Nothing wrong with a little exercise.

"Where are you going?" Kristen asked from the couch as I put on my lace up boots.

"Rob's sick. So I'm picking up some Pepto-Bismol."

I walked out of the mansion and closed the door behind me. The cool autumn wind swirled around me as I walked down the street to the shopping center Rob and I once went on a date to.

When arriving at the store, I picked up the medicine and some chicken soup for Rob. I wasn't in the mood for when the cashier flirted with me so I gave him a wary smile before speeding out of the store.

It was almost dark and I didn't want to be out alone too much longer.

I sped past a dark alleyway when I heard rustling coming from inside it. I stopped in my tracks and peered inside the darkness.

There was no one, it was deserted.

I shrugged it off and kept walking until the dumpster lid slammed down onto it's metal body with a loud
BANG

I squealed and nearly jumped out of my skin. I ran all the way around the corner and slowed down to catch my breath when the mansion was in sight.

Oh the wonders of going out alone.

I was still windblown when I got back into the mansion - it showed on my face.

Theo eyed me as I ignored him and went upstairs to Rob.

He was still sleeping with half of his body in the covers and half of it out. This time when I walked by him he didn't stir. But I could see the slight rise and fall of his chest as he was sleeping.

I put the medicine on his end table and headed for the door to make his soup to quickly re-heat later.

"Kayla," I heard him almost inaudibly mumble.

I stopped, and looked back to what I thought was my sleeping boyfriend.

"Stay with me."

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