12

Every Sunday I always have dinner with my parents so tonight was no different. Then tonight as I was getting ready to go back to my place, my mom handed me a package saying it had been delivered earlier for me. I knew I hadn't ordered anything recently so it had made me confused, but when I had looked at the package I realized it wasn't sent through the mail but hand delivered. 

Once I got back to my place, I decided to open it and see what was in it. Which I noticed was a letter and a CD.

"Joella, sorry this seems like such a high school thing to do but I had to. I can't fight this anymore, I have fallen for you, hard. You keep crossing my mind constantly. You probably found a CD with this letter, it's a collection of songs that makes me think of you. -Matt."

I scoffed to myself, yeah Right because you've ignored me since we had sex.

Ever since that day we were together in bed I hadn't heard from him. And it has been 3 days since then. I had even tried sending him a text but hadn't gotten no reply.

"I should have known that's all you fucking wanted. Gah!" I screamed to no one in particular. "That's all they ever wanted from me!" I couldn't help but cry.

I almost wanted to throw the CD across the room but curiosity got the best of me and I decided to look at the track listing since he put it with the CD.

1. Patience - GnR2. You and me - Lifehouse3. Heaven - Bryan Adams4. Cherry Pie - Warrant5. Can't fight this feeling - Reo Speedwagon6. I only wanna be with you - Volbeat7. All my love - K-Ci & Jojo8. I knew I loved you - Savage Garden9. Is this love - Whitesnake10. Love song - The Cure

Needing something to listen to while I cleaned, something I liked to do late at night, I decided to put the CD on. As I was listening tears began to fall no matter how hard I tried to fight them back. If all he wanted was sex he could have just said that instead of saying all those other things to me.

All of a sudden there was a knock on my door. I looked at the time, 8:30pm, I shook my head not sure who it could be. I peaked out the door and seen it was Jimmy. Wonder what he's doing here this late.

"One moment hun." I tried to make my voice as clear as I could and quickly cleaned the tears off my face, making sure to focus on my mascara. Thankfully it was the waterproof kind so I didn't have to fix it too much.

I then opened the door, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I see you got the package I dropped off earlier." He grinned as he welcomed himself inside.

"Sure, come on in." I tried to joke, "And yeah, nice to know he could do something like that but yet can't even answer a fucking text." I scoffed.

"He hasn't? You mean you haven't talked to him?" He said with a surprised tone.

"Obviously not Jimmy." I rolled my eyes, I mean usually that's what that means, "He used me, I should be used to it by now but it still hurts. He probably made that before we." I stopped and shook my head. "Nevermind." He doesn't need to know what Matt and I did. It's no One's business really.

"Damnit." He sighed as he rubbed his fingers on the bridge of his nose, "Put your shoes on, and go over there, you'll see for yourself why you two haven't talked."

"Yeah, no thank you. I can't face him now, he's made it obvious he got what he wanted out of me." Even though it was pretty amazing, I don't know why I'm this upset about not talking to him in the first place. He's a Rockstar, that's all they pretty much want is sex anyways, he probably doesn't have time for a relationship.

"Just do it Joella. Trust me, it'll be worth it, I promise." He shoved my shoes at me.

"Ugh fine!" I yanked them from him then slid them on. He can be so persistent sometimes.

"I'll even take you there myself." He said proudly.

"Why? I can drive myself." I sighed.

"I'm sure you can but I don't mind doing it." He shrugged then he used what sounded like a British accent, which wasn't horrible but wasn't good neither, "Rich beautiful girls must never drive themselves, they always need a driver." 

"Okay okay." I couldn't help but giggle.

Leave it to him to make me giggle when I'm upset.

After we got into his car, he gave me a ride to Matt's house.

"Here's the key." He hands me the key to Matt's house, "We all have keys to each other's house, in case you're wondering. But when you go in, more than likely he'll be in bed."

Not that I was actually wondering but okay thanks. Wait, why would he be in bed this early?

"Really? This early?" Now that confused me, who goes to bed this early except for senor citizens.

"Uh yeah." He nods then playfully pushes me towards the door of the car, "Now go."

"I'm going I'm going." I groaned then got out.

I waved him off then once I got to the door I slowly walked into his house, "Matthew?"

When I got no response I headed for his bedroom, but my breath got caught in my throat when the dream I had about him popped in my head because this is kind of how it started in that one. Biting my lips together, I peaked into his room, noticing him curled up in bed, with a trashcan sitting close by his face.

"Oh goodness." I whispered, slowly walking to the bed. I placed the back of my fingers on his head, which caused him to breath in quickly and open his eyes as he quickly cover his mouth and coughed, "Sorry." I  threw my hands up.

"It's okay." He grumbled. "What are you doing here?"

"Honestly, because Jimmy kinda forced me to." I giggled softly.

"Of course he did." He weakly smiled.

"Poor thing, you're sick though. Maybe that explains why you didn't messaged me back."

Although it doesn't take much energy to message someone but at the same time, when you're sick you don't feel like doing anything but laying around.

"Yeah, I told you that cause I did message you back."

"Uh no you didn't." I shook my head with my eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes I did." He slowly reached over to his phone and messed on it, "Fuck." He grumbled, "I forgot to hit send." He shows me his phone screen which had a Message ready to be sent.

"Babe, I'm not intentionally ignoring you. I couldn't do that to you, I promise. Don't come over, I'm sick with the flu, I don't want you to get sick too. 😘."

"I'm sorry." He sighed when I grabbed it and sat it back down on the nightstand.

"Hey, it's okay." I sat on on the edge of the bed as I ran my hand over the side of his head.

"Go, you don't need to get this too."

"I shouldn't. I get the flu shot every year." I kissed his forehead, "Damn, you're hot."

"I know I am." He smirked.

I set myself up for that one, but he definitely was hot in that way too.

"Ha ha very funny you conceited prick. I meant your temp is hot. When's the last time you took any medicine?"

He then glanced at the clock on his beside table.

"About a couple hours or so ago, it's an every four hour thing." His voice was raspier than it normally was probably because he had been doing a lot of coughing.

"Last time you ate?"

I know when you're sick, you don't feel like eating but hopefully he's been trying to intake something with nutrition.

"I don't even remember, can't keep anything down anyways. Seems can only keep water down."

"Well you need something with more nutrients than just water in your system. Don't need you to get dehydrated. I'll fix you something." I told him as I stood up.

He grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking away and even his fingers were hot to the touch, "No, don't go through all that trouble."

I had pull his hand off me, I couldn't take the feeling any longer, I then kissed his fingers, "It's not a problem, I promise. Will you at least try to drink some broth if I warm some up?" That'll be better than nothing at least.

"Yeah." He quickly turned his head to cough using his other arm to cover his mouth.

Thank goodness, so I went to the kitchen and realized the only broth he had was beef but I figured that was better than nothing. After I made some, I poured it in a cup and took it to him.

"Matt, sweetie, here you go. You only had had beef though." He had his eyes closed, and I hated to wake him if he was asleep but he needed to try to drink this.

"Thanks." He sat up some and took the cup from me, "Ah." He smiled as the steam coming from the cup hit his face then took a slow drink, "Mm, hopefully that will stay down."

"Hopefully so." Poor guy looked miserable.

After he was done, I grabbed a damp cool washcloth and gently dabbed his face along with his upper body. That would help keep his temp down. Don't need to be taking him to the hospital because his temp rose too high.

Although If he wasn't sick I'd want to take him right then and there because he was in nothing but some shorts.