The day after my mom and Mark's wedding they left to Hawaii for their honeymoon. It was a two week vacation and I was happy that they both could get a break.

My mom looked beautiful in her white dress and wouldn't stop smiling throughout her wedding day.

The problem now was that lately I haven't been feeling very well. My throat was sore and I had a stomach ache that wouldn't go away.

My mom was usually the one to take care of me while I got sick but now that she wasn't here I had to learn to take care of myself.

Pablo tried making me chicken soup the other day but failed miserably when he over cooked it. I appreciated his efforts and was happy that he was atleast trying to make me feel better.

Unlike Royce, who not once bothered asking me if I was okay. Instead he took the opportunity of Mark being gone to diseapper all day and come back late at night.

He didn't even sneak into my room anymore which upset me even more..

"I tried my best but some of the carrots might be a bit undercooked since I'm late to class already." Pablo rushed out as he entered my room with a hot bowl of soup in his hands.

I sat up and adjusted some pillows behind my back for comfort. "Thank you so much, Pablo." I sincerely replied and placed the bowl of soup on my lap.

"That's what brothers do. We need to take care of eachother." he happily said and checked my forehead for any sign of a fever.

I smiled at his sweet comment but frowned when I thought of Royce...he was now considered my brother...

Was that why he was acting so distant? ..

"Anyways, I have to leave so I won't be back until seven. Call me if you need anything and Royce should also be in school but he comes out earlier so he'll heat up your lunch. Take care and I hope you feel better." Pablo informed and patted my head before rushing out of my room.

I couldn't help but giggle at his mother like instincts. I roughly coughed into the side of my arm and felt my nose get stuffy.

I sipped some of the soup and took some medicine before falling into a restless sleep. Being sick and trying to get some rest was the worst thing ever.

My throat was killing me and I couldn't breath properly.

However, I ended up taking a short nap before I heard somebody downstairs. I glanced at the clock and knew it was too early for Pablo to be back so I got a little excited to know Royce was home.

Seeing him would probably make me feel better at the moment but as I waited for him I heard Cymphony's familiar giggle passing by the hallway.

Royce's door opened then closed causing me to just feel like complete crap.

There goes my happy expectaions...

I layed back down on my bed and covered myself completely with my blankets. My cough was getting worse and cold shivers were coursing through my overheated body.

I wanted some cold water but I had to get up to get it myself. I reluctantly removed the blankets off of me and stood up.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen to get a water bottle from the fridge. It felt like heaven when I took the first sip of the refreshing drink.

"Are you sick?" Cymphony asked once she entered the kitchen.

"Yeah." I replied and coughed into the side of my arm.

"Oh...then can you stay in your room? I really don't want to get sick." she told me with a disgusted face.

I took another sip of water and held myself back from telling her off. This was my house and I had every right to leave my room. She was the one who didn't belong here.

"And also can you not cough so much while I'm here. That's how you spread germs quicker." she continued to complain.

I walked out of the kitchen without saying a word to her and went to my room. I bumped into Royce in the hallway but paid no attention to him.

My headache was getting worse by the second and I just wanted to rest.

"How are you feeling, brat?" he questioned as I entered my room and closed the door in his face.

I heard his heavy sigh outside my door as I waited for him to leave.

"Babe, what are you doing? If you keep standing by the kid's door you'll get sick! Come to bed with me instead." Cymphony's voice echoed through the hallway.

I stayed quiet to listen to Royce's answer but didn't hear anything. I tucked myself back into my blankets and turned on the t.v.

A frown settled firmly on my face as I tried to make the pain in my chest go away.

I ended up falling asleep and not waking up until my stomach growled in hunger. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and felt my cheeks very warm.

The door creaked open and Royce walked in with bags in his hand. He closed the door after him and approached me.

"Here." he stated and handed me a bag of McDonalds.

I took the food with open arms and was not going to complain. Royce made his way to the other side of my bed and took off his shoes.

He wore his pyjamas just like me and had a loose shirt on him, exposing his collarbones perfectly.

"I bought a variety of medicine for your fever and cough so eat your food first." he instructed and sat beside me with his own bag of food.

I stared at him for awhile not able to comprehend why he was being so nice all of a sudden? Wasn't he just with Cymphony?

"Where's Cymphony?" I quietly asked and took out some french fries from the greasy bag.

"Took her home." he replied and took a bite out of his burger.

"Why?" I continued to ask, not realizing how annoying I must sound.

Royce finished chewing his food then leaned over. "Becuase I wanted to, now be quiet and finish your food." he answered.

I listened to his instructions and finished my fries. Even though Royce wasn't saying much, it was obvious he had taken Cymphony home so he could take care of me instead.

Just the simple thought made me smile.

"Take these pills while I put in the DVD." Royce said and gave me two white pills from a medicine bottle while I continued to finish my food.

He took out a movie from one of his bags and went to put it in. I quickly swallowed the pills once I was done with my food and got comfortable on my bed again.

I placed my pillows behind my back and watched Royce walk back towards his spot. He took the trash from my lap and threw it away before sitting beside me again.

It was awkward as both of us stayed silent and didn't know what to do. Somehow I felt better just having him by my side.

The movie started playing but I had no idea what it was about. The main character just kept killing people and was being chased by cops.

"You're going to get sick if you stay here long.." I finally spoke up.

I turn my head towards Royce and wasn't prepared to be met with his wet lips. I kissed him back but had to break away seconds later to cough.

"I'm sorry." I apologized and felt his arms wrap around my waist.

He pressed me into his chest and buried his face into my neck. His lips tickled me a little as he softly kissed my exposed skin, but I practically melted into his firm embrace.

"I'll take care of you.." were the words he whispered into my ear that made me realize I had slowly fallen in love with Royce...

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Somehow it became a routine for Pablo to leave to college everyday and make his chicken soup. Royce pretended to go to school but was actually hiding in my closet while Pablo said goodbye.

Royce was serious about taking care of me so he stayed home from school even though I tried to make him go.

His presence however made me feel better. He was more loving and always tried to be nicer.

I was trying to enjoy these moments since I knew this wasn't how he usually acted.

"I'll also text Royce so he can heat the chicken soup for lunch, okay? Take care and I hope you feel better." Pablo once again rushed out and left my room in a hurry.

I waved goodbye as Royce came out the closet. He fixed his shirt and hair before crawling into bed with me.

I started to adjust my pillows and didn't expect him to pin me down the mattress in a quick motion.

He hovered above me with a mischievous smile as I looked up at him. I couldn't help but ruin the moment with a cough escaping my mouth.

I turned my face away from him and tried my best to cough into my shoulder instead of his face.

Royce used the opportunity to kiss my exposed neck. He gently bit down and started to suck a love bite causing me to close my eyes in pleasure.

"Royce..." I groaned out when he used his tongue to lick over the bruise.

He chuckled and sweetly kissed my cheek. "Only you can arouse me by simply saying my name." he whispered in my ear and bit it.

I looked at him again and was mesmerized with his sincere eyes. They held no sign of hate or anger.

Just pure happiness.

I wanted to tell Royce exactly how I felt and right now was the perfect moment since he was so vulnerable and I knew he would be honest with his reply.

But sadly I was cut off by Pablo's serious voice...

"Royce, what the hell are you doing?"