We went out to swim again the next day even though it was raining. I insisted on going out and playing in the rain which is probably why I'm not feeling so well.

I was too tired and weak to move. It was 10AM, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I was starving and in pain. I reached for my phone and texted J.

Hey, can you bring up my breakfast for me?

Why can't you just come downstairs?

I don't feel so well

Jaxon didn't reply after that. Within a few minutes, I heard footsteps nearing my door. J comes in with a tray of food in hand.

"You okay?" He asks as he puts down the tray on the nightstand at the other side of the bed.

"I think I'm sick" I say. He places his hand on my forehead, but immediately takes it back.

"Shit. You're burning up" He says

"I'm cold and hot at the same time, and my head is killing me. This sucks so much" I groan

"Can you sit up?" He asks. I nod and attempt to sit up. J puts his hand on my back to help me. As I finally sit up properly, I close my eyes tightly and grab my hair. God...my head hurts so much.

"I'll go get some medicine and a thermometer. You wait here." He rushes out of the room to do so.

I try to ignore my headache and reach for the tray of food. I grabbed the spoon and dug into the cereal. My hand shook as I brought the spoon up to my mouth. I tried to bring up the bowl as well to catch anything that spills, but it felt as if the bowl weighted 100 pounds. I ate slowly, trying hard not to spill anything.

"I got the thermometer" He hands it to me, and I take my temperature. He sits next to me and takes the bowl from my hand. I remove the thermometer once it beeps and hand it to J.

"Shit...you've got a high fever. I told you it was a bad idea to go swimming in the rain" He says

"I'm sorry..." I mumble as I sink back into the sheets

"Are you still hungry?" He asks

"No..."

"Okay. I'll go get a towel. You rest here and try to sleep" He stands up and rushes out of the room once more.

I try to sleep, but my pounding headache won't let me. I try to massage my head and tug my hair, but nothing worked. Jaxon didn't bring any medications up, so I had to wait until he got back to tell him.

"Here's the towel." He places it on top of my forehead. I felt the warm water on my forehead.

"J?" I say to him

"Yeah?"

"Can you bring me some medicine please?" I ask him

"Fuck! I completely forgot." His eyes widen as he rushes back downstairs to go get some. I lay in bed trying to find a comfortable position.

"Harley?" Judy's voice enters the room. I look up to see her walking to the side of my bed.

"Hey...how are you feeling? Mr. Parker has been running around the house looking for a thermometer, some medicine and towels. I thought that if he's able to run around, then I assumed you were the one who's sick." She says

"I told J that I wasn't feeling so well, so he began running around getting me some stuff." I say

"You're sick?"

"With the fever"

"Oh dear...Mr. Parker should've let me known. I would have gone out to buy some medicine for you. He went out to buy some medicine, but he sshould have just stayed here and take care of you" She says

"Ah...Jaxon shouldn't have done that...I'll be fine with rest and some water." I say

"He's really worried about you. I've never seen him like this. He brings a lot of girls here, but he's never this kind to them." She says

"Typical player." I roll my eyes

"Yes...Like father, like son. Both father and son play with women's hearts and bodies... Oh the sheets we've had to clean" She shivers at the thought

"I think you can relate to our school janitor" I laugh slightly

"I was wondering...are you Mr. Parker's girlfriend?" She asks

"Ha! No way. Jaxon would never go for a girl like me...I really wish I was though." I say

"Aww Harley..." she hugs me tight, but I push her away

"Judyyyy, you'll get sick!" I say

"It's fine. It's better than you getting sick." She says

"Ughhh don't remind me. I feel so useless" I groan

"Get some rest, Harley. I need to go back downstairs to make lunch. Do you have a special request?" She asks

"I don't know...I hate soup." I say

"Well you haven't tasted mine. I'll make you some of my famous chicken soup" She says

"Mmm...I hope it tastes good. The last chicken soup I had was terrible." I say

"After you taste my chicken soup, you'll turn to love soup." She says

She walks out after that to make the food. I lay back down staring at the ceiling. Another reason why I hate being sick, I have nothing to do. I should be sleeping, but I can't seem to. I always end up staring into the ceiling and letting my thoughts run wild. It usually doesn't end too well for my emotions.

Luckily, Jaxon came into the room before depressing thoughts started to roam in my mind. He rushes in with medicine and a glass of water.

"Sorry I took so long! The line was so frucking long" He hands me the medicine. I take it and down the water until it was finished.

"Thanks for everything, J." I smile lightly at him

"I just want you to get better" He says

"I'll be fine soon. You can go eat lunch. I'll just rest."

"Okay...Call me if you need anything okay?" He says as he hesitantly walks to the door

"I will. I promise." I say

"Don't stress yourself, okay? Just get some rest"

"I will"

"Maybe I should just-"

"Go eat, J" I say firmly

"Okay! Okay! I'm going" he walks out the door with his hand held in a surrender position. I smile at the closed door.

Why does he have to be so sweet?

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I couldn't rest. I couldn't sleep. My head kept bothering me. It's not allowing me to sleep. I groan for the nth time and shift to lay on my right side. That's what has been going on for the past few minutes. I just kept shifting from left to right.

I heard the door open. I opened my eyes to see J walking in. I figured he'd be back. He's been checkin in on me every few minutes. I just pretend to sleep so he doesn't worry.

I've been letting my thoughts roam, and they always end up going back to him. I kept thinking about our time together. I kept thinking about how he treats me. He's been so kind and caring. First he takes me out to hang out for the week, then he says these sweet words to me, and now he's taking care of me. He's doing all this for a friend. I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be his girlfriend.

I decided to "wake up" this time. I was getting bored of trying to sleep. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my limbs. I fake a tired smile as I look at J. He seems to have bought my act.

"How are you feeling?" He asks

"My head is still really painful, but I feel a bit better." I say

"Did you take medicine?"

"Yup"

"But it still hurts?"

"Yup"

"Scoot over"

"Huh?" I look at him in confusion

"Scoot. Over." He says. I shrug my shoulders and do as he says. He sits next to me and turns his body to be facing me. He brings his hands up to my forehead and starts massaging it.

"Better?" He asks

"Yeah..." I smile in relief. His touch was firm yet gentle at the same time. It felt really nice.

"Heh good. Maybe now you can finally sleep for real" He chuckles

"You knew I was pretending?" I ask him in shock

"Yeah" He laughed

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"You looked cute pretending"

I blush and roll my eyes at him. I suddenly got hit with the chills and felt cold. Without thinking and with a sudden boost of confidence, I snuggle into his chest for warmth. I felt him tense up, making me realize what I did. My eyes widen, and I tense up as well. I try to move away, but he wraps his arms around me.

"Cold?" He asks. I nod in response. I felt as if I have no voice anymore. My heart was jumping with joy. I lost control of it.

"You go to sleep okay? I'll keep you warm, and I'll massage your head. All you have to do is get better so we can have fun and go on photoshoots again." He says.

I nod again, and guess what? I fell asleep. It was the best sleep I have ever had.

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