Bookworm (Matthew Espinosa imgine)

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You took a sip of the coffee that was sitting on the desk in front of you. It was 8 o'clock on a Sunday night and you were studying hard for a test you had the next day. You tried hard to ignore the fact that you had a fever. Your head ached, your body was shivering and a light layer of sweat cover your forehead. You groaned as you heard your loud doorbell ring. You were too tired to get it, so you decided to let your mom take care of it.

Moments later, you heard footsteps coming down the hall. Your door opened and revealed Matthew. He had a big smile on his face until he saw the state you were in. "(y/n)..?" Matt said quietly. "Are you ok? Oh my gosh, are you sick?" He asked sitting kneeling down by the chair you were sitting in. "What are you doing here?" You asked ignoring his question. "It doesn't matter."

Matt took the back of his hand and placed it on your forehead. "Your burning up!" He said " Come on, you need to get some sleep." He attempted to pull you into bed, but you snatched your wrist away. "No. I have to finish studying." You say. "(Y/n), I'm sure you've been studying all night."

Your voice cracked as you spoke "I'm fine, Matt" You tell him "This test if a big portion of my grade. need to get a little more studying in." He just looked at you and sighed. You obviously weren't going down without a fight.

"(y/n), what you need is sleep." He said. "Matt, you don't understand. I have to prove to my parents that I'm smart too." You say. "What are you talking about?" Mathew asked. "My sister has always been the star child. She's practically a genius. I have to show them that I'm not the stupid kid in the family." You explain, tears threatening to fall. "(y/n), your the most intelligent and beautiful girl I've ever met. I know you'll be able to make an amazing score on that test. But, you can't do it of you're too tired and sick to go to class tomorrow." He said. "Now come on. You need some rest." He said and wiped the tears that had made their way down you cheeks away with his thumb.

You gave up and let him pick you up out of your chair, bridal style, and lay you bed. "Whatever you need, just tell me and I'll get it for you. You're a princess and it's my job to treat you like one." he said before pulling the blanket over your body and kissing your cheek.

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