I blew my nose into yet another tissue throwing it in the bin next to my bed. I couldn't even tell you what I was sick with everything just hurt.Austin was being the cutest little thing to me checking on me every hour making sure I'm okay.
My phone rang once again.
"Hey Baby we just got out the studio I'll be over in a little bit" he said. I smiled at the thought of him cuddling with me, but I knew I was sick and he couldn't get sick he had too much work.
"Austin you can't come over you'll get sick" I said.
"I don't care, I'm coming to check on you" he said. I smiled, I was secretly happy he decided to still come even after I protested. Few minutes later I heard a knock on my door.
I groaned lifting myself out of bed opening the door seeing him with a medium sized box in his hand with this wide smile on his face.
"Hey", i sniffled rubbing my eyes.
I moved out of the way letting him in. He set the box down wrapping his arms around me pulling me into a hug. "How you feeling?" He asked. "I'm okay" I said lowly, he pouted looking down at me. He leaned down to kiss me but I quickly covered my mouth. "Nigga you will get sick, I need that beautiful voice to sing to me later" I joked. I knew he didn't care whether or not he got sick, but I wasn't going to allow him to get sick and ruin rehearsals they go on tour next week.
He tried once again I turned my head making him kiss my cheek. I looked up at him running my hands through his hair, he groaned I knew he loved when I did that "aus baby you know I can't, you shouldn't even be touching me right now" I frowned. I knew all he wanted was a kiss but I refused to let myself even sneeze or cough near him.
He huffed letting me go. "Fine, at least open this mama porter heard you was sick so she sent a care package." He said handing me the box it had everything I could ever need if I was sick.
"Awe I love her so much" I smiled, seeing all the items which consisted of cough drops, tea, tissues, etc.
I pulled out my phone FaceTiming her she answered on the second ring. "Hey pretty girl, did you get my care package?" She asked smiling. "Yes aus just gave it to me thank you so much!" I smiled it really just made my whole day.
"Of course you know I gotta take care of my daughter that I always wanted" she joked. I peeped Austin's glare at her in my phone. "Awe I love you, we need to fly you out soon I miss you." I pouted. "Oh stop it you know you can call me whenever, my boys all grown up I have no life" she laughed. We talked for a little bit more before I thanked her once again and hung up.
"Why do you like my mother more than me?" Austin pouted. I pinched his cheek "you know I love you my little white boy, don't hate on mama porter she created my favorite person" I said, I went to kiss him but remembered that I was sick. I sighed "can we cuddle?" I asked. He nodded taking out the fuzzy blanket that was in the box sitting down on my bed.
"WAIT- get up!!" I exclaimed.
"What?" He looked at me confused
"I need to disinfect my bed, baby I really don't need you getting sick a week before tour" I protested. He rolled his eyes shaking his head at me. I got up to grab some from my bathroom.
"Stop y/n I'm fine" he said pulling me back into bed to sit on his lap. I whistled for my dog y/d/n, she came running in hopping onto my bed. She laid at the edge of the bed as Austin flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch. I sniffled wiping my nose.
He laughed at me. "You look fucking dead."
I hit his arm "hush you look like a healthy crackhead 24/7 but ion be saying nothing" I joked. He held his chest looking down at me acting hurt.
"You know what I'm not even gonna acknowledged that rude comment because you sick," He shook his head laughing.
I cuddled closer into him, he gripped my thighs rubbing on it comforting me. I don't know what'd I'd do without this boy, he was risking getting sick when he needs to be in rehearsals and shit all because he care too much about me.
He kissed my forehead, I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Authors Note💌
I love Austin like ughhhh he's so underrated, I miss the blonde hair tho he cut that shit off a while ago and dyed it back brown but hey I love the brown too but the blonde hit different!! Anyways byeeee. (*didn't proof read)
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