"The Ice Cream Truck"

Chapter 35

NIALL'S POV.

Being the next day already, I wake up somehow being on the hard- carpeted floor unsure of how I got here.

As I slowly get up from the floor, I arch my back and begin to groan from the immediate head ache coming in like a storm.

Finally standing on two feet, I look over to the side of me and watch as Adrianna begins to wake up.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asks me and yawns through her words. She must've heard my loud groans and moans.

Haha...Groans and moans.

"Yeah, I didn't mean to wake you baby." I stretch my numb, sleepy arms into the air from my sides.

"Your face is beat red." She comes over to me and stops in front of me.

"It is?..."

She places her soft palms onto my forehead and burning cheeks.

"Do you have a thermometer? You're literally on fire!" I giggle at her concerned, worryful cute expressions.

"Niall!" She yells at me. "Dont laugh!"

And of course, I laugh some more. "Okay, okay. I won't-" I can't tame the loads of laughter coming out of my mouth.

Before leaving the room, she rolls her eyes and makes a quick run down my hallway in order to find me some cough/cold medicine as soon as possiple. I wait for about five minutes, finally coming to acknowledge my princess and her return.

"You're back! I've been waiting far too long!" I begin to joke.

"Here, let me take your temperature." She puts the thermometer into my left ear to begin my 'doctor exam.'

"Baby, baby." I place my hand onto one of her shoulders.

She looks at me, waiting for me to continue.

"I appreciate this and all, but ya' don't have to give me a full on doctor check-up." I smile, as she takes my blood pressure.

"But, you're really sick and you need my care." She pours some kind of red liquid into a small cup, to which I assume is some medicine she picked out for me to take.

"Open up." I open my mouth and let her pour the thick liquid down my scratchy throat.

"Cherry?" I estimate the flavor.

"Cherry and grape." She corrects my assumption.

"So are you finally done?" I look up at her, hoping for the words that I want to hear.

"Nope!" She smiles widely and heads out of the room again.

About a minute or so later, she returns with a cup of tea in her hands and fills the room with hot steam escaping from the grey mug.

"So that's tea?" She sets the mug beside me on a bedside table.

"Yep! And now you can drink it, it's camomile."

Being my favorite flavor of tea, I take a big swig from the heated cup and feel the flaming liquid rush down my throat.

I scrunch my features together, due to the amount of pain elevating inside of my neck.

"Princess-" She looks at me, " No more. I feel better already." I lie.

"One more thing, I'll be right back."

She takes off a third time, heading off to somewhere I don't know.

As she Jogs back into my room, I put my attention to the little container bouncing around in her grip.