I woke up a few hours later in Alfie bed and looked around the room to try and kind him. He wasn't in the room but I heard sound in the kitchen downstairs so I knew he was still home. I stayed put in bed with the duvet up covering my face my eyes open only a bit.
Alfie's computer was open to twitter and I was guessing that he had already done his Younow. I sighed, I had really wanted to do it with him, but I was so ill it wouldn't have been any fun.
I was just about to shut my eyes again for a brief second when I heard footsteps down the hallway. Alfie was coming back.
He walked in and made eye contact with me smiling. I noticed that he was holding two steaming bowls of what looked to be soup in his hands.
"I feel terrible," I croaked my voice weak and soft. Alfie started to walk closer to me but I spoke to stop him. "I don't want to get you sick."
"Don't worry about me. I made you some soup," he said placing the bowl on the bedside table. I watched as he slipped the spoon into the bowl. It smelled delicious, but I didn't think my stomach could handle it.
"Thank you," I whispered so as not to strain my voice. I leaned my head up gently to kiss Alfie realising that there was no point in trying for him not to get sick. If we were going to live in the same room for the next week or so he was going to get sick.
I dropped my head back on the pillow but it hit the back of the bed instead and made a loud thumping noise. "Owww," I moaned shutting my eyes to try and block some of the pain. Alfie rushed to my side and slipped his hand under my head, gently massaging his fingers through my hair to comfort me.
The action of him doing that brought back a memory of before we were together. When I started to fall for him.
It was after Summer and the City the summer before. I had had to leave early with him and Louise because I was having a panic attack. They took me back to the hotel and I just layed on the floor trying to calm down. Alfie sat with me the whole time he has supporting my head massaging it gently.
If Alfie hadn't been there that day I wouldn't have calmed down as quickly as I did and probably would not have been able to go to the second day of Summer in the City. That was when I realised how much he loved me. And that was when I realised how much I loved him.
"Is your head feeling better?" Alfie said snapping me out of my memories and into reality.
"A bit," I murmured rubbing it myself. This time I carefully laid my head down the pillow careful not to hit it on the backboard.
"That's good little one. Do you want to watch a movie?" he asked as he walked over to his desk and unplugged his laptop bringing it over to the bed.
"Sure," I said softly. I wanted to spend time with Alfie but I wouldn't actually watch the movie. I would probably fall asleep in minutes, but at least I would fall asleep in Alfie's arms.
"How does Elf sound?" he asked with a laugh.
"Amazing," I said mustering up a small laugh as well. It was only two days into December and we were already watching Elf. It was one of my most favouritest movies though.
I fuzzed everything out as Alfie hopped into bed with me and put the movie into the laptop. It started and my eyes slowly shut as I let Alfie's arms envelop me in warmth. Sleep quickly followed.
Happy New Year's everyone!!! ^_^ xxx
