7:00 am

Nikita woke up to the vibration of her phone. It was a text from Michael saying good morning and that she should get ready for school.

She wasn't feeling well at all but still she got up and took a shower then texted Michael back. She didn't bother having breakfast at home and so she just took her bag and waited for both Michael and Alex in front of the house.

"Good morning." Michael said when he saw her waiting in front of the door.

Alex handed nikita a cup of fresh coffee and kissed her cheek then Michael kissed her lips before opening the door for her to get in the car.

The whole ride to school was quiet and peaceful. Nikita felt so cold that all she wanted to do was crawl and hide somewhere. This wasn't normal.

They got to school early and sat inside the cafeteria, michael could tell that something was wrong seeing as though nikita didn't speak a word but simply rest her head on his shoulder. He kissed her hair and stroked her cheek with his fingers.

"What's wrong pumpkin?" He asked.

Nikita shook her head and answered, "Nothing."

Michael raised his eyebrow, "Doesn't sounds like nothing. " He said.

"I don't feel good," Nikita admitted.

"You wanna go home?" Alex asked.

Nikita shook her head, "If it gets worse throughout the day then yes I'll get dismissed but for now I can take it." She said.

"Ok, fine." Michael agreed even though he was worried that it might actually get worse. The thought of her being sick made him shiver.

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Nikita spent the whole hour in her first period with her head down on the desk. Barely paying any attention to the teacher until she was sent down to the nurse. She could barely walk down to the nurse's office and then suddenly she felt wetness in her panties.

"Just great." She murmured to herself.

When she finally got to the nurse's office, she quickly sat down on a chair as she felt like she was about to collapse.

"What's wrong honey?" The nurse asked.

"I feel dizzy but first, I need pads." Nikita said.

The nurse reached in a box and pulled out couple pads and handed them to nikita before she disappeared into the bathroom.

She came back ten minutes later and sat back down as the nurse examined her.

"Do you wanna lay down for a bit while I get you some ibuprofen and a cup of water?" The nurse asked.

Nikita nodded as she followed the nurse into a quiet room with a bed in it. More like a hospital bed minus all the needles and creepy doctors.

Once nikita took the pill, she dozed off for what felt like an eternity.

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By the time it was lunch period, Michael was worried about nikita. He texted her but she never answered back, he went over to her locker but she wasn't there either.

He finally went down to the nurse. Asking the nurse if she was there by any chances and the nurse led him to the room where nikita was peacefully sleeping and Michael finally caught his breath.

"Thank you." Michael said to the nurse.

The nurse smiled and left the two alone.

Although nikita was in bed peacefully sleeping, when Michael touched her cheek, her skin burned his palm. She had a terrible fever.

Worriedly, he called the nurse to come check on her.

"Baby, wake up." He shook nikita as softly as possible.

Nikita groaned and pushed his hand away, "Leave me alone!" she said annoyingly.

She felt gross and all she wanted to do was lie in bed forever!

"Come on sweetheart, wake up please." Michael begged as the nurse came in.

He moved on the bed and pulled nikita in his arms for a hug. Her heart was racing, her skin was burning, she had a sore throat and her stomach simply would not let her live and she was feeling nauseous.

She moaned tiredly as the nurse forcefully made her open her mouth to get her temperature from a thermometer.

"108.5" the nurse read. That's pretty high.

Michael's eyes grew wide, "Can she get dismissed?" He asked.

"She can after I give her something to at least lower the temperature and then we can call her parents." The nurse replied.

"No, I mean can I take her home. Her parents aren't home and she needs someone to take care of her." Michael said as he removed nikita's sweater.

"Don't take it off," Nikita murmured, "I'm freezing."

Michael sighed then took off his own sweater and wrapped it around her.

The nurse watched carefully as Michael wrapped nikita in his arms. She smiled; young love is always pleasant to watch.

She made nikita gag two ounces of Dayquil and then wrote a few things on a paper then slip it in Michael's hand, "You may leave with her now." She said.

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After a few stops at the grocery store and at the pharmacy, Michael pulled up in his drive way and picked nikita's sleepy form in his arms along with all the groceries. He dropped the grocery bags in the kitchen before making his way up to his bedroom with nikita.

She was trembling as Michael removed her clothes and got her into one of his big shirts, a pair of socks, and a warm sweater.

She coughed and her throat burned. God did she hate flu?

"Water." Nikita mumbled. Although she hated the fact that Michael had to see her so vulnerable but also, it was the only person she let see herself vulnerable.

"Sure," Michael said then tucked her nicely warm and comfortable under the warm duvet with couple soft pillows under her head.

When Michael came back, he had a tray of food and medicine in hand.

"Here baby," He whispered.

Nikita slowly sat up and moaned as the throbbing pain in her stomach pinched.

"Have some soup, you'll be much better soon, I promise." Michael said.

Nikita stubbornly shook her head like a five year old.

"Please?" Michael begged.

Still she refused.

This was one of those times again where Michael wanted to shake her. But now he understood she was sick and had to take absolute good care of her.

"Three spoons and I promise you can have water and some medicines then you can lie back down." He promised.

With a lot of convincing, Michael managed to feed her half the plate which she was mad about. He said only three spoons but yet he fed her the whole thing.

"Can… I get water now?" Nikita asked irritatedly.

Michael nodded before bringing the cup to her lips. She drinked the whole cup then Michael settled her back in bed.

She felt soooo much better already!

Michael stripped his clothes off and got in bed next to her. He pulled her so close to him and held onto her for dear life. He hated that she was sick but he was determined to heal her. Completely!

He leaned down and repeatedly pecked her lips.

"Don't kiss my lips, you'll get sick too." Nikita murmured.

But all Michael did was squeezed her more against his chest. His skin was so cold, it begin to sooth her burning skin.

"I don't care. Now close your eyes and sleep so you can feel better soon." He commanded.

Nikita nodded.

A few minutes had passed and nikita spoke again.

"Michael?"

He hummed and kissed her hair.

"Yes baby?"

"I love you." Nikita said.

Michael smiled before he once again kissed her lips.

Nikita groaned at him.

"I told you to not do that. You'll get sick too!" She told him.

Michael silently chuckled and replied, "I LOVE YOU TOO."

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This update was fast and I hope you guys enjoy it! Any suggestions for the next chapter would be appreciate because I'm technically out of my own ideas. Reviews are love :3