This story is about the 16 years old Roxy and the 17 years old Jim. They are both on high school, in the same class. They don't really know each other, until they have to do a project together for the subject History. But it's not going pretty well...
I'm at home, waiting for Jim. He's coming to my house after school. Today it's been one week since we he became my boyfriend. He's at school now, and I'm sick. I'm just laying on the couch, texting him. But he doesn't text back, cause he is in his lessons. I sigh; He better comes soon, this is so boring.. My stomach hurts, and I have a head-ache. I look at my phone again, and I see he texted me. He's here in a few minutes, yaass. I look at the clock, look back at my phone and look at the clock again. Hmm.. I did this before... I don't know when, but when I want to start thinking about it I hear the door bell. I stand up, ignore the pain in my stomach and my head. I open the door and smile; "Hey babe.." He smiles back and walks inside. "Hi bby, are you okay?" I feel dizzy, and say; "I... I think so." He look worried at me, and then I fall. He catches me, so I fall into his arms. Omg I almost fainted.. He holds me strong so I won't fall again. "Hey.. You're not okay.. Sit down." I'm still feeling dizzy, and I walk to the couch. I fall down on the couch and I breath fast. My head hurts so much.. He looks caring at me and sits down next to me. I hold my head in my hands, maybe that'll work. He lays his hand under my head and says; "Bby, just lay down. Breath in, breath out." I do as he says, I lay down and breath in and out slowly. "Yeah okay I'm fine.. Sorry.." He lays his hand on my forehead. "Babe.. Your forehead is really hot.." He stands up and walks at the kitchen. I sigh; "Come on, I don't wanna be sick.."
Jim's pov
I grab a towel and make it wet. Then I walk back at her and lay a bit of the towel on her forehead. She smiles sad; "Thanks.." I take her hand, and give her a soft kiss. "No problem.. Please don't move too much bby, I don't want you to faint.." She look sad at me; "No I wanna move.. I wanna kiss you and I wanna-" I lay my finger on her mouth so she stops talking. "Stop.. We'll do it later, I promise. But please, calm down and don't move." I almost whisper "Do it for me.." Come on bby.. She sighs and looks away, I see she's getting tears in her eyes. "I hate being sick." I smile a bit; "You may be sick, but you're still funny.. Now please promise me you won't move." She looks sad at me, tears are rolling down her cheeks. Awwhh noo.. She nods, without saying anything. I wipe her tears away. "I know it's hard, but I'm here okay? If you want me to kiss you or something, just ask me." She turns her face away from me, and that hurts me a bit. I stand up; "Okay fine just.. Take care of yourself then.. I'll go home." She doesn't say anything so I just leave the house. I drive home, and when I'm home I start crying. Why did she turn away? Did I do something wrong? I decide to text her.
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I text back that I love her too and put my phone away. I still don't know why she turned away from me.. I'll ask her later..
