11th grade

I heard a knock on my room’s door. I’m really weak to open it since I am suffering from a very high fever and i can’t even sit up with this condition. I ignored the knock and later on, i heard a voice. I suddenly sat up and got dizzy but forced myself to stand up. I dragged myself to open the door. Once i turned the knob, the door flung open and saw ~~~’s worried face. she immediately put her hand on my forehead that made my heart thump very hard and blush. I knew that instance that i’m blushing but i didn’t care. I love her touch. And i’m sick; she won’t recognize that i’m blushing. She pushed me gently and tucked me in the bed.

“Don’t you dare move!” she warned me.

“i’m not moving! I just moved because of your annoying knocks!” i answered weakly. She glared at me and clucked her tongue.

“Be thankful you’re sick or else i would’ve smack your head!”

“THANK YOU!”

i teasingly told her. She once again glared at me and run downstairs. I sighed. I’m once again alone. She left me, doesn’t she? I looked at the opened door and stood up. Before i even close it, i heard footsteps and some person that seems like running. Once, the door is almost closed, it was pushed opened again that made me stumble back. I was sitting on the floor, groaning in pain and looked at the person causing this. She looked at me shock and put the basin of water beside my bed and hurriedly went to my side.

“Yah! I told you to not move, didn’t i?”

She starts scolding me like a mom while pulling me up and tucking me once again on the bed. Once i was settled down, she put her hands on my forehead again checking my temperature then she damps the towel with water. She leaned closer and closer and wiped my face with the wet towel. I was scrutinizing her face and wishing that she was mine. I looked at her worried face, her eyebrows were meeting and her lips were in thin line. She looked so beautiful espec