Confidential love

20

Mark's Pov

"Dude, your place looks like a fucking museum!" Ethan said looking at the paintings.

"All Amy. Look how wonderful they are!"

"I have seen some of her work from class, but these are nothing like them."

"That is because she holds back at school, kids pick on her because they know that she is amazing. So they belittle her so she will not paint anymore."

"Who?"

"I can name like 5 of them now," Amy said walking into the room. 

I gripped the island edge to stop myself from wrapping my arms around her kissing the top of her head.

"How was your nap?" I asked instead.

"Not long enough. I don't feel too good. My stomach and I think I have a fever."

I ignored the looks from Ethan and put my hand on her forehead.

"You are warm, there is a thermometer in the bathroom. Bottom right-hand drawer all the way in the back. Never used."

"Thanks." She walked into the bathroom.

"Don't with that look," I said to Ethan as I finished up the Chili.

"Affectionate."

"Bite me, she is not feeling well. When you had a fever when you were her age what did your mom do?"

"Felt my forehead." He looked down.

"Then shut up." I glared at him.

"Dude." Tyler looks at Ethan, "be grateful he is taking care of her. Could you imagine what would happen if the school board found out you went to her house, saw the horrible state it's in and you forced her to go back?"

"So, what Tyler is saying is Mark just saved your ass and your job and all your doing is being up His ass because he is showing he cares for another human," Amy said walking in looking at the thermometer. "Wait? Did any of that make sense?"

"We get what you were trying to say, what does it read?"

"98.6°"

"Your just border-lined fever. Hold on I have some stuff for you. Go lay down I'll bring it to you."

She nodded her head then headed to her room.

I made her a can of chicken noodle soup, got her a big glass of OJ and a bottle of water.

"Guys, I'll be in," I said as I took her the food.

When I opened the door she was curled up in the bed.

"It's just me," I said softly as I placed the bowl and cup on her desk.

I closed the door then put the water bottle on the desk as well.

"Hold me? Please."

"I can only for a little." I sat next to her on the bed, she wrapped her arms around me.

I held her tight then kissed the top of her head.

"I wish I could take it all away," I said rocking her softly. "I do have some medicine for you."

"I'll take it. Sorry I am missing game night."

"Your health is more important than some video games. Please rest, I have some soup here for you. Sorry, it's not homemade."

"I think you keep forgetting that I haven't gotten that special luxury of homemade."

There were footsteps coming up the steps.