Our First Encounter

Thoughts

Recap: "Of course, every since this was official I wanted to. As long as you don't want to, I'll wait." He said with a slight smile. Dang, now I feel bad. He could probably date someone that would want to if he wanted to. Why is he wasting his time with me? Jeez, I'm such a let down! We just started laughing lowly and made out some more. Now... Sometimes I wonder that doing it probably wouldn't be so bad if kissing is so amazing. Then we relaxed and drifted off to sleep.

I looked around and everything was dark. I rubbed my eyes as light started surrounding the room. Where am I? I thought to myself.

"Adam, what the hell's your problem?" My mom yelled with anger in her eyes. I was totally confused. This definitely wasn't a memory, she'd never say something to me like that. She looked a tad bit different than remembered, but her eyes burned hatred.

"What are you talking abo-" I started and as the usual she cut me off.

"You're dating a boy?! A boy! What's gotten into you? No one is accepting this, we're very disappointed in you, young man!" She yelled at me. A tear escaped my eyes and I couldn't stop sobbing, why is this happening now? I don't get it. I just... It's not my fault I happened to fall in love with a boy.

"Stop! I love him... I.. I really love him." I said back. She looked at me with disbelief and turned for a second. She looked extremely angry and turned to smack me hard on my face. I backed away a bit and I could taste blood in my mouth.

"Get out! Get out of my house!" She yelled and I got up quickly and ran out. The room started turning black again, leaving me in deep confusion.

"Adam, get up! What's wrong?" I hear Nathan's voice in my ear and slowly open my eyes.

"What is it?" I asked rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. He looked kind of blurry and I ignored it reaching for my glasses.

"You're burning up." Nathan said. He grabbed my hand and held it on my forehead. Jeez, I am burning up. Nathan got up and headed to the door.

"Good morning to you too." I said and he responded with a 'good morning' before rushing out. Where's he going anyways? I finished getting up, almost tripping on a pair of jeans and walked to the bathroom. I went to the mirror and I felt sick, my head was killing me. That was the worst nightmare ever. I know maybe boys aren't supposed to date boys... But I don't care what people think, because... I really do love Nathan and I don't want to lose him. He's mine and mine forever. I looked into the container to find my toothbrush, only to find a pink one in its replacement. There was a sticker with a smiley face on it and I pulled it off and rolled my eyes. I rinsed my toothbrush and filled a glass with water. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and Nathan rushed in with all kinds of different medicine-looking-bottles and ice. I mentally rolled my eyes and rinsed the toothpaste out of my mouth with water.

"What's all that for?" I asked blankly. Obviously I knew it was for me, but... Why not ask? He walked back over to me and felt my forehead again for no reason.

"It's for you." He said then he dragged me over to the bed. He was shuffling through all the medicine and I just ignored him, turning on the tv.

"WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE, UNDER THE-!" Skipped. I flipping to an episode of some cooking show.

"My grandmother can make better fish than that, and she's dead!" Gordon Ramsey yelled. I couldn't help but chuckle and Nathan brought a spoon to my mouth and I shoved it away.

"What is that? You better tell me smart guy, or I'm not taking it." I said. He's not about to poison me, no way. He looked at me with 'seriously?' Written all over his face and I raised at eyebrow.

"Don't raise your eyebrow at me, it's just Motrin." He stated. I gave him an 'okay' look and opened my mouth. He brought the spoon to my mouth and it tasted like crap, so I spit it out.

"You spit on my face." He said sounding a tad bit angry. Well, that tasted like crap. Go be a king and go buy me a fresh bottle. He whipped his face with his sleeve and I crossed my arms.

"How old's that crap? It taste like sour grapes." I said wiping my tongue on my wrist making no effort, just to emphasize how gross it was. He huffed and picked the container back up in search for the expiration date.

"It says 2016..." He trailed off and I sighed. I was actually hoping it was old, It's so disgusting, I pouted and opened my mouth again. He brought the spoon to my mouth and I swallowed it instantly, trying not to taste it. I ran to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out, ewww so gross. I walk back and I see Nathan laying down.

"I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready!" I hear from the tv, this idiot.

"Please turn that off... Or turn the volume off and put subtitles on." I said covering my ears. Nathan looked at me with a smirk.

"I don't actually watch this, you just hate it so much and it's hilarious when you make that face.-" he started and I rolled my eyes and snatched the remote before shutting off the tv.

"What face?" I said annoyed. He slowly grabbed the remote back and placed it back on the desk.

"That face. It's like an 'annoyed' look, you should watch something on tv... I'll be right back, I'm making some breakfast." He said and walked out of the door. I went through the channels and stopped at Grey's Anatomy... What? I love this show. I continued watching with a smile on my face and I heard Nathan yell, 'come on down-' and I shut off the tv and seconds later he continued, 'the foods ready!' And I rolled my eyes. No duh. I slipped some sweats on and walked out of the door, ooooh smells good. I sat down and smiled at Nathan and he placed a bowl of cereal in my face. I looked at him with no look I ever have before, pure dissatisfaction.

"Hey! Why do I get cereal and you get bacon?" I pouted and pushed the bowl aside. He let out a slight chuckle and felt my forehead again.

"You still have a fever... You're probably not supposed to eat, I don't know... Greasy foods or something." He said and bit a huge bite out of a piece of bacon. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.

"Mhmm... Says who?" I said with a tad of sass.

"Hmm... Says me, eat your cereal. It's going to get soggy." He said finishing up his bacon. This little- that's so not fair. Don't know where he 'figured that out' from. It sounded like complete bull. I began eating the cereal and it was boring Frosted Flakes and it was really soggy. Well, my life. I finished the bowl of cereal and placed it into the sink. I left it there without rinsing it and casually walked away.

"You didn't rinse your bo-" Nathan started while walking towards me.

"I don't feel too good." I said in a whine, cutting him off. I felt perfectly fine, but it's a great excuse, so why not use it? I sat on the couch and laid down. He started rinsing the bowl for me and walked into the living room.

"We have to get going soon, to meet your adoptive parents and shit.-" Nathan said walking back over to me. I let out a loud puff and rolled over.

"-Unless you want to just say here with me. It'll be the last day... Besides, you're sick. Easy excuse, I'll call them." He said walking over to the phone. I turned on the tv and resumed where I was at on Grey's Anatomy...

"Yes, he's sick. He'll be able to make it tomor-  Yes... Yes, he'll be there Tomorrow." I heard Nathan say and I heard his footsteps comeback towards me.

"Now I have you all to myself." He said with a smile whipped on his face. I smiled back and he brought me into a huge hug.

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