I'm Sick

“Hey Nick, wanna hang out?” I ask
“I can’t, I’m sick” he whine at the phone and I giggle at him
“Aw, poor baby” I teased and he grumble “Well, I’ll let you rest now. I love you”
“I love you, too, baby” we hang up and I put my phone down on the bed. Is he really sick? Or is he just making it up? I mean, I’m not saying he’s lying to me or that I don’t trust him but I’ve got an experience before where they used that sick thing. I surprise them and they were on top of some naked blonde. But I’m worried if Nick is really sick so I better check up on him.

I stand up and made my way to my kitchen. I’m going to make him some chicken soup. I put out all I needed for it before start preparing and cooking. Cooking is my passion so my kitchen is my own personal haven. When it was finished cooking, I put it on a bowl and put the lid on top. I got a paper bag and put it inside, securing it so it won’t leak. I went back to my room and throw a jean-shorts and his white v-neck that I may have steal. Grab my phone, keys and wallet then slip my feet on my slippers before going back to the kitchen to get the chicken soup then left my apartment.

His apartment was only a 15 minute drive from mine. So after 15 minutes, I arrived in front of his building, I gave the keys to the valet, grab the paper bag then walk up to the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator was open so I quickly enter and press the penthouse floor. The elevator door closes and I waited for it to reach Nick’s floor.

As the elevator ding and open, I get out and start walking to Nick’s apartment, which is down the hall at the very end. I reach his door and open it with my own key. The lock clicked and I enter then shut it again behind me. The house is quiet. I quietly walk on his room; I saw his door slightly ajar so I carefully peek in. In the small slit, I can only see the foot of the bed, so I push it open. I saw Nick lying but covering his whole body
“Nick?” I called out softly. I heard him sniff before pulling down the blanket and looking surprise to see me. I giggle at him, his face is red and he looks adorable
“Bhey? You’re here” he sniffs and coughs but he still look surprise
“Aw, you really ARE sick” I said walking up to him
“Why are you here?” he asks and I stop walking. Um, ouch? “I don’t want you to get sick, too” he sighs. My heart fluttered and I continue walking up to him. I sit beside him on the bed and I push his hair off his face
“You’re really hot” I mumble as I felt his forehead, cheeks and neck. I lean down and kiss his burning forehead, I felt his hand on the small of my back, and rubs it “I’ve got some chicken soup for you” I said getting the paper bag on the floor
“Real food” he cheered lamely and I giggle. I put out the small container and open the lid, putting it on the bedside table. Nick slowly sits up and I face him again, he grabs the bowl out of my hands
“I’ll get some spoon” I said and he nodded a bit. I stand up and went over the kitchen, grab some spoon then went back on his room. He’s waiting for me out of patience
“Finally” he muttered, grabs the spoon on me and began eating
“You’re sick but you eat way more than when you are not” I laugh and he shrug “Did you tell your Mom, you’re sick?” I ask and he nodded
“I did but she’s in Dallas with my Dad and Frankie, so she ask Joe for me, but I called Joe and I said to never step his foot here in my apartment”
“What? Why?”
“The last time he was here is the first time I saw my fridge empty” I laugh remembering that. He let Joe do the grocery shopping and it was just so funny. I look down and I couldn’t help but giggle
“Wow Nick, you’re done already” he shrugs
“Well, you’re a great cook” I roll my eyes “I badly want to kiss you right now but stupid fever” he huffs as he put the empty bowl on the bedside table before looking at me “This is pure torture” he groan
“Well, I suggest you rest so you can get well fast” I said pushing him lightly back on the bed. He groans again but follows what I said. I lie on the space beside him and cup his hot cheeks, rubbing my thumbs on it softly
“Do you have play, later?” I ask and he shakes his head no “Good and it’s not like I’m going to allowed you to do it” I said
“You wouldn’t? If ever there is?” he ask
“I wouldn’t. If I have to tie you in the bed, I will” I giggle at him “I’m serious, Nick. I will so do that”
“I believe you, every time you say something about things like that, you ALWAYS do it, and so I’m a bit scared” he said and I laugh at him
“Good” I said leaning forward, Nick did too and I kiss his nose. He groans
“You suck” he whine and I giggle
“Nicholas, go to sleep” I said sternly
“Yes ma’am” he grumbles. I sit up and began picking up the dishes on the side table “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to clean this up” I said motioning the empty bowls
“No” he whines “Later”
“Nicholas, go to sleep” I said slowly, like I was talking with a 3-year old “I’ll be back, I promise” he sigh but nodded. I smile before walking out his room.

After I clean all the things I need to clean, I went back to Nick’s room to find him asleep. He’s on his side, facing the door. He looks like he’s waiting for me to comeback but fell asleep. I walk up to him and fix the blanket to cover him up. I then went to the other side of the bed and put three pillows before lying down on it. I look down at Nick and I rub his shoulder. ‘Please get well soon’ I muttered in my head.

I grab his laptop on the bed side table beside me; I decided to open my tumblr since I’ve got nothing to do. I did my routines every time I’m on tumblr, you know, reblog, like and whatnot. I open my twitter and read all the interesting tweets. Some of them were asking if Nick has a play. I couldn’t help but to click reply and said, ‘There’s no play for him today, it’s a day off and he’s sick’ I said.

‘Nick is a blessed boy, I’m sure he will get well soon’ I laugh at that and I saw Nick stir for a bit, turning over to face me. I clamp my mouth shut and look at him, his eyebrows cease together. I lift my hand and began running it through Nick’s hair, he slowly relaxes and his breathing became shallow again. I didn’t stop running my fingers, I still do it softly. I yawn lightly and my eyes blurred, I’m sleepy. I put the laptop on sleep and put it back on the bed side table. I remove the two pillows and put the other one beside Nick on the edge of the bed and the other one is for me to snuggle. I lie down facing Nick and snuggle more on my pillow before my eyes became heavy and I fell asleep.

I woke up and have no idea what the time is now, though the room is dark. I pat the space beside me to find that it’s empty. I quickly sit up opening the lamp beside me. My eyes burn and I rub it before looking at the space where my sick Nick is. He’s not there. I quickly stand up and run out the door
“Nick? Nick?” I called out running to the living room
“Hey, you okay?” I turn around and saw him at the kitchen’s doorway
“What do you think you’re doing?!” I snap up at him
“Uh, cooking?” he said in a confused look. So, me and Nick knows how to cook but he’s not that passionate about it, he just knows how
“Cooking? Cooking?! Nick, you’re sick! You shouldn’t be doing anything and just getting rest on the bed! I woke up and find that you’re not there, are you crazy?!” I said frustrated. Nick walk up to me, rubbing my arms
“Hey, hey, it’s okay. I’m fine” he reassured me and I let out a sigh
“You scared me” I whimpered and Nick pulls me on his chest, hugging me tight
“I’m sorry” he whispered in my ears. I hug him tight, burying my face on his chest
“Don’t do that to me” I said
“I won’t, I’m sorry” he kiss the top of my head and then I pull away
“Are you sure you’re fine?” I ask as I felt his face
“I am fine” he chuckle a bit
“But you can’t just do anything, you’re not even that well” I said
“Stop worrying, okay? You’ve done enough for me” he hugs me again “Thank you for coming over here” he said as he kiss my neck
“You worry me, Nicholas” I admitted and he chuckle
“I know, that’s why I thank you. You’re the only one, aside from my family of course, who cares enough for me to actually go here” I look up at him
“What do you mean?”
“Like, for example, Selena” he sighs “I got sick and were both in LA, I called her to tell her that and she only said to get well soon and that she’s busy or something” he shake his head “Demi told me that Selena wasn’t busy. Well she is, busy flirting with Lautner”
“Ouch” I said and he nodded “Ohh, I understand why you didn’t tell me you’re sick”
“Yeah, sorry ‘bout that” I shake my head and kiss him on the nose
“It’s perfectly fine to me” he sighs then looks at me
“Dinner?” I nodded and we went to the kitchen
“What’s that?” I ask nodding on whatever he’s cooking
“Spaghetti”
“Thank God, pasta” I said and he laughs.

“Are you going to stay here?” he asks. Were on the living room talking while the TV is on but were not watching
“I don’t know” I shrug
“Stay” he said nuzzling his nose on my neck
“Way to quote your own song” I smirk and he sticks his tongue out at me
“So, stay?” he ask again. I pursue my lips, pretending to think “Babe!” he whines and I laugh
“Okay fine, whatever the sick patient want” Nick’s fever came back but it’s not that high, I just don’t want to leave him alone here
“Good” he peck my lips lightly “I love you” he said
“I love you, too, Nicholas” I said then kiss his eye, he chuckle
“Stupid fever” he mumbles.