Here's a little one shot, summing up how I'm feeling today..
Sam lay in her comfortable bed, snuggled up in the covers, her head resting on the soft pillow. As peaceful as she looked, Sam felt absolutely pathetic. Her nose was all stuffed up and her chest felt tight. . After finally having enough, Sam sat up and a small groan escaped her lips. Work. She needed to get ready for work, otherwise, she'd be late, and she didn't really want that.
There was a sudden knock at the door. Sam's head shot to the side and her eyes widened. Tom was at the door. He was meant to be walking with her to work.
After literally falling out of the bed, Sam shoved on her dressing gown and headed towards the front door. She unlocked it and opened it slowly. Tom was stood, with his hands in his jean pockets, his teeth chattering slightly.
"Sam?" Tom said, frowning slightly. "Are you okay?"
Sam shrugged her shoulders, but before she knew it, she started coughing violently, placing her hand over her mouth.
"Come on Sam...go back to bed..." Tom said heading inside and taking her through to her bedroom. After tucking Sam in, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Get some sleep sweetheart..." He whispered.
"Tom...stay with me..." She croaked as she held out her arms to him. Tom smiled warmly at her and sat down on the edge of the bed. He took her into his arms and held her close.
"I'm not going anywhere.." Tom whispered, stroking her long tousled hair.
"Tom?" Sam asked, confused as she woke up snuggled up in the bed covers once again. She sat up and rubbed her tired eyes. After finding the energy to get up off the bed, she could hear faint singing coming from the kitchen. She crept through her flat and when she reached the doorway to the kitchen she popped her head round and soon enough a smile graced her lips. Tom was stood at the cooker, and he was obviously trying to cook her something. She looked up at the clock and she grimaced when she noticed she had been sleeping for the whole day. It was nearing five o'clock and the whole day had been wasted by her sleeping. Sam stifled a laugh as she witnessed Tom trying to belt out one of McFly's newest songs.
Tom swiftly turned around as he heard a laugh. He smiled as he took in Sam's appearance. She no longer looked like a ghost, but he had realized that she hadn't eaten anything all day and was trying to rustle something up.
"You have been busy..." Sam said walking over to take a look at what he was making.
"Only the best for you..." Tom said as he stopped what he was doing, turned around to face her, and took her in his arms. "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better now you're here..." Sam answered simply before she let her head rest on his shoulder. Somehow, Tom made everything better, even when she was feeling her worst.
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