Attraction

t w e n t y-s e v e n // still burning

  

  Letting out a sigh, I picked up my phone with shivering hands, "Hello?" I said, without a glance at the caller ID.

"Hey, how are you holding up? You okay? Did you take the medicines I left at your table?" Natalie's worried voice awoke me from my sleepiness.

"Yeah. I'm doing just fine. I'll eat them later on." I replied and balanced the phone between my ear and shoulder. Grabbing a tissue, I blew my nose into the tissue and coughed heavily.

"You take care Kay? I'll be back soon!" She said and hung up. I placed my phone beside my pillow and plopped down onto my bed, snuggling into the heavy duvet.

Being sick sucks!

I close my droopy eyes and fall into deep slumber.

There are whispers around me and a sort of bright light blinding me, through my closed lids. Groaning and twisting and stretching my body into an awkward position I open my eyes.

I come across a tensed Nat bending over, a bored Niall with arms crossed and a frowning Liam. I sit up on my bed, the duvet falling and reaching till my hips, causing goosebumps to rise all over my arms. I try to fix my so called hair, which I'm sure pretty much looks like a birds messy nest.

"Hey.." I said, my voice deep and sounding very hoarse. Clearing my throat I send them a tiny wave and pull the duvet up till my shoulders. Nat sits down at the edge and picks up the thermometer. Rolling my eyes at her tensed, motherly acting, I open my mouth and she places the thermometer under my tongue.

"You haven't ate the medicines have you?" Liam asked, a sly smirk placing itself on his lips. My eyes widen and I look at the table beside me, the silver shining, in full view of all clearing an evidence that I have not even touched a single of the medicines.

I scrunch my nose up shooting him death glares. "If you don't eat the medicines how the hell will you get better? Are you having a death wish for God's sake?" Nat exclaims throwing her hands around and about.

I raise my eyebrow at her weird behavior. She snatches the thermometer from my mouth and takes a look at it, with a frowning face. Woah! Rude much?

Placing the thermometer on the table, she sighs and pushed her fringes back from her face. "Your still burning. Temperature is 104!" She groaned.

I push my head back and scoot over to lie down again. "Never mind. Don't worry over me. You do what you want. Just let me have a good sleep." I flick my wrist, a way to show her to leave.

She ruffles my already messed up hair and stands up. "Get well soon, yeah? It is getting quite boring at work." Niall sends a charming smile and blows a kiss. I pretend to catch it and he shakes his head, chuckling and leaves the room, followed by Nat and Liam who sends a smile and a thumbs up, before closing the door.

I lie down for a while, but looks like sleep has escaped me. Crying internally, I get out of bed and bead towards the bathroom. My body keeps shivering and quivering. I reach the sink and squint my eyes to get a better look at myself.

To state that I look horrible is an understatement. I look worse than horrible. Me eyes are slightly bulged? Nose and cheeks red, skin quite pale. I splash some water on my face, it helping me to get refreshed and awaken. I blow my nose and cough out. Rinsing my mouth, I wash my mouth using mouth wash, to get rid of my horrid breath.

After wiping my face, I rush and jump into my bed, missing the heat already. I again dig myself into the bed and push my body underneath the duvet, sleep overtaking my sick self again.

I keep the towel on my bed. Rubbing my arms, I try to heat up myself. I plop down on my bed and cover my legs with the new duvet.

After my nap, I woke up, feeling quite well, I changed my sick bed covers, sheets, everything. I took a nice hot shower, feeling the sickness and germs leave me.

Scrolling through my Twitter feed, I find it again filled with tweets about Pòkemon Go. Not that I have a sort of hatred towards it, it's just that people are making a huge deal about it. Sighing I switch my phone and place it on the table beside me.

I grab the wet towel near my foot. I roll it up into a ball, and shoot it at the chair, being a lazy ass as always. Unfortunately,  my shooting skills suck, it hits the edge of the chair and falls on the ground. I glare at it and later roll my eyes.

Suddenly there is a knock in my door. I frown thinking, why is someone knocking ? I yell the person to come in.

The door opens, followed by the frame of the person I wasn't at all expecting to see. I rub my eyes to make sure, my senses weren't playing a joke on me.

"Hey." He said, his hands into his pockets, lips pulled my into a lazy smirk.

"Hey.." I sit up straight, gulping down my nerves. I couldn't help but stare at his side profile as he awkwardly gazed the door and I.

"How are you?" Harry asked, before sitting down at the edge of the bed. I didn't know how to react at his unexpected arrival. My heart was in a frenzy, the dragons in my stomach gone crazy.

The part of me which was having a huge crush on him, sighed happily as I realized this was the first time we talked in months after our almost kiss.

Another part of me wanted to fight, wanted to shout and curse at him, for trying to kiss me.

But the first side of me was winning in this war.

"Yeah. I'm good. I'm doing much better." I replied, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"So.. Get well soon yeah?" He awkwardly said. I nodded my head, to busy gaping at him and not having enough courage to speak in front of this piece of art.

   And the awkwardness award goes to Emily Blaze! Ding ding ding!!

At last a chapter!! I'm so sorry for the long wait.. Yeah it's not my best chapters bit meh.. It's just a filler FYI!
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