Tell Me This Is Love! (ImmortalHD FanFic)

Thought About It?

(Thursday) 1:00 P.M. Home

I stare at my alarm clock as I attempted to breathe through my left nostril. After kissing Eddie, I had gotten sick almost instantly. I passed out at work and was hospitalized for one day; Max having to take both my shifts for Wednesday and today. I felt bad for causing more trouble for him but I myself felt like crap now that I could barely breathe.

I couldn't remember the last time I was sick but I could at least mark this moment as the mistake of my life. It's funny when I think I'm doing the right thing, I eventually ended up doing something wrong. I wondered if this was some sort of omen.

The doctor said I was to stay home for while after I was released from the hospital. They expected flu but it wasn't all that serious. Their words weren't able to convince me that this was just some common cold. I felt as if the life was drained out of me within a blink of my eyes.

 I had already caused Max inconvenience with my sudden illness and I didn't want to cause anyone else trouble, so I decided to lie about my state. I also didn't want to ruin their time at the Halloween party, which was today. 

It saddened me every time I remembered the Halloween party. I worked so hard throughout the week just to help get it started but now I had to miss it. 

"I hope they enjoy themselves," I spoke in a stuffy tone. 

School would be over soon enough and everyone would go home to prepare themselves for the party. I kicked around in my bed, trying to find a cool spot. I enjoyed sleeping but I couldn't even close my eyes before a cough interrupted my slumber; not mentioning I was more focused on breathing than sleeping.

There was a knock at the door. Someone's here? Being sick, I overtook a sort of irritable nature towards anything that seemed out of the way; such as the front door. I reached for the edge of my bed before lifting myself onto the floor. It felt as if I was crossing a swamp as my feet dragged across the ground. I opened my bedroom door and looked down the never ending hall.

I sighed, noticing my grouchy stature was taking over more and more. There came another knock, exacerbating my mood.  When I finally made it down the hall, I slowly traversed the kitchen area until the front door was in reach. I turned the knob and squinted as the sun's light hit me harshly. 

"Whoa," Max's tone was alarmed at my ragged look, "You look even worse than before."

I felt even worse than before. "Yeah," I was unsure if I was nodding. I stepped backwards, offering him entrance.

Max closed the door behind him and flicked on the kitchen's lights. "Why is it so dark in here?"

I shielded my eyes, now realizing I never turned on the lights. "Must had forgotten," I spoke to myself. "So, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Renee saw me carry you to my car the other day to take you to the hospital," he laughed slightly. He added, "She gave me the night off. I think she felt sorry for you."

I stare at him through the small amount of sight I was able to distinguish from my eyelashes. I was unaware of the expression I presented to him, but I knew it was strange; I figured from Max's smiling face as he looked at me.

I felt his hand grab onto my shoulder. I figured he was leading me to a chair.

"So," he began after we finally succeeded in sitting down, "Anything you want me to do?"

"Enjoy yourself?" I dragged the words out of me. "I don't want you to miss the party after planning for it. Besides, you're the host."

"I guess that's true," he laughed. There was an awkward silence between us before he continued, "I just wanted to know if you were alright. How did you get sick anyways?"