"Hey Cathy," I sit up from the couch wrapping the blanket closer around me," I'm sorry but I don't think I'll be able to make it today I don't feel good."
"That's fine sweetheart! Get well soon."
"Thank you." I sniffle and end the call.
Noah<3: hey baby have a nice day at work
me: not going to work today
Noah<3: wtf why did you get fired
me: no baha i'm sick
Noah<3: typing...
I face palmed myself for saying that knowing Noah he's probably going to come over now.
Noah<3: omw
me: noah pls don't your gonna get sick
Noah<3: in my car now(:
me: ur so annoying ughhh
S I C K D A Y
The sound of the doorbell lets me know that my annoying boyfriend is here to come get sick with me.
I walk over to the door wrapping my blanket around me trudging towards the door.
"Hiii baby." Noah says the second I open the door.
I hold it closed halfway trying to prevent him from coming in any further,"Hiiii Noah." I roll my eyes and mock him.
He pouts his lips and pushes on the door,"Let me innnnnn." He whines.
"No, Noah your gonna get sick. Go home I'll call you when I feel better."
"I won't come close to you please just let me give you your medicine."
I scrunch my face at the thought of medicine, Noah and I both know that I could have a sickness that could only be cured with medicine and I still wouldn't take it. Medicine is the most disgusting thing ever.
I laugh,"Woah, your just finding more and more things to get me to close the door, aren't you?"
He looks at me then down at the blanket then back up at me. And before I know it my blanket is snatched out of my hands,"Let me in or no blanket."
I pout,"NOAHHHH."
He raises an eyebrow testing me and I let a out a sigh and move aside from the door allowing him entrance to my sickness filled apartment.
"That's my baby." He smiles while giving me a peck on the forhead. "Holy shit your hot."
I hop onto the couch,"I won't need medicine it's only a fever. Shit passes after a day or two." I shrug.
"Yes you will." he says as he fills up a spoon of my fever syrup.
"Noah please, come onnnn I let you in my house and everything."
"Baby you know it's only to make you feel better." he says while carefully walking towards me with a spoon full trying not to spill it.
"But it's fucking disgusting."
He chuckles at me realizing that I was serious," Come on baby just one spoonful won't kill you."
I roll my eyes and open my mouth to be met with the bitter sweet taste of the cherry syrup running down my throat.
"Now my mouth has a weird taste." I frown.
"I'll be the judge of that." He places the spoon on the coffee table in front of us and traps me between his muscular arms slowly lowering himself to meet with my lips.
But before he can kiss me I turn my head so he only kisses my cheek,"I don't think so Centineo, there's only enough room for one sick person."
He pouts,"Come on babe, let me love you."
"No you shouldn't even be this close to me." I push him off causing him to fall onto the cushion next to mine.
"Fine we're still cuddling though."
I roll my eyes as I flick through the channels as his arms slowly creep around my waist pulling me closer to him.
He kisses the spot behind my ear numerous times before moving around trying to cozy himself up next to me.
"Stop moving." I chuckle while pushing him slightly.
"I'm sorry." He groans before lifting me up by the waist and placing me on top of him.
"Noahhh."
"Sshhh, I finally feel comfortable." He says while nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck while placing a few kisses here and there.
"You're such a loser."
"But I'm your loser."
