A/N: I'm gonna try to get this story moving a little faster. There's some good Summer/Sasha fluff coming, but I just had to set things up for ya'll. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
PREVIOUSLY:
Sasha's POV
We finally get her to eat a few crackers and she drinks most of the water. I help her get situated on the couch so she's comfortable and brush her bangs away from her face. She's a little upset when I tell her I'm leaving but I would be back in the morning to drive her to work. That way if she starts feeling bad I can take her home, otherwise she probably wouldn't leave if she was.
I finally reassure her that she'll be fine while I'm gone and she curls up under the blanket and starts to fall asleep. I quietly leave, and Paige smiles at me as I close the door.
I'm pretty sure both of her parents like me a lot better than Steve. He never really showed her how much he cared, if he cared at all. I think she can tell that I do care and I want to be here for her. Steve wouldn't have held her when her dad did that breathing treatment really late at night. She's feeling so much better because Kim and I noticed she was sick in the first place.
TWO DAYS LATER
Sasha's POV
Summer is finally well enough to come into the office again. Her fever went up a little a few days ago, but didn't last very long. I walk in and she's sitting at the desk, with her hair pulled in a ponytail. She looks a lot healthier, but she still coughs and sneezes every once and a while.
I put a sandwich on the desk in front of her, "you've gotta keep your energy up.."
She sighs, "I'm not hungry right now.."
Having the flu really messed with her appetite and she's having a hard time getting it back. "just try a few bites. I wanna know you've eaten something"
She reluctantly starts eating the sandwich since she knows she won't be able to win this argument. She only eats half of it, but it's better than nothing so I'm not going to complain.
She ignores me and turns back to the computer. I'm wondering if she's trying to forget everything that happened in the past week while she was sick.
Summer's POV
I definitely wasn't hungry but I forced myself to eat anyway so I wouldn't have to listen to Sasha nag at me. I don't want anyone to know that he's been at my house a lot this past week. It was kinda nice though cuz Steve probably wouldn't have done that for me.
I can't believe I made him watch Cinderella with me. I'm not sure why he stayed, Steve would have put the movie on and left. It's kinda lonely now at home since mom went home.
Sasha just smiles at me and walks back out to work with the girls. Kim comes in and smiles when she sees me, "feelin better?" she asks.
"yeah.." I reply. I'm afraid if I say anything else I'll tell her what happened with Sasha.
"that's good. How are things with Sasha?" she asks.
The one thing about her is that she picks up on stuff like this all the time. I have a really hard time hiding anything from her just because she can tell when I am lying. "fine…"
"just fine? You do know he really helped your parents take care of you this past week…" she says.
"yeah.. it doesn't mean anything though" I reply. It really doesn't, he was just being nice. Well… It felt right when I kept falling asleep on him, it was really easy to relax, and I felt safe in his strong arms.
"you sure? He just brought you lunch, he obviously cares about you.." she says.
A lot more than Steve ever did. He never wanted to just cuddle. Sasha was a lot more willing to.
"I know, he's just a friend.." there's nothing wrong with being friends with my boss. It's better than hating him, it would be a lot harder to work with him if that were the case. But I think there's something more between us, I'm just not sure what.
"whatever you say Summer. I think there's more than that…" she says.
"Kim, he was just trying to help. There's nothing going on between us. I've already gone through this same conversation with my mother" I tell her. Mom basically lectured me about how much she appreciated him for taking care of me. She said something about me bringing him around more. I started to tune her out because I still had a little bit of a headache.
"well, then I guess there must be something. She knows what's best for you and if she's told you she likes Sasha then she obviously sees something good in him" she says.
Ugh, she's clearly not letting this go. And I'm having a really hard time convincing her there is nothing.
"fine, you win. Steve would never have had the patience to take care of me. I don't think he would have held me through two breathing treatments AND sat through Cinderella. And I don't think he would have sat on my couch for hours at a time just holding me while I slept. But Sasha did" I exclaim. She's too good at figuring things out for me to hide it any longer. So I just decided to go ahead and tell her.
"Sasha sat through Cinderella?" she asks, surprised.
"yeah… and apparently I fell asleep halfway through…" I say. I never thought it would happen.
"Wow. Then he really does care about you." she says.
"I guess so. It just felt… right. If that even makes sense.." I tell her.
"it does, that's when you know there is something between you two…" she explains.
I sigh, it was just perfect when I laid on the couch with him. He didn't care how sick I was, he still held me. I'm broken from my train of thought when he opens the door to the office and Kim gets up to leave, and smiles at the both of us.
"what was that about?" he asks.
"oh, nothing… and I feel fine.." I tell him, knowing he's going to ask how I'm feeling. Even though I'm a little tired, and I really want him to hold me.
He smiles and feels my forehead. I pout when he does this because I know I'm not running a fever. "I'm fine Sasha…"
"I know, I'm just checking. The last time you said that you had a 104 and didn't know it." He says.
"I promise I'm taking my medicine. My dad calls me every day to make sure.." I tell him. It's starting to annoy me, but I know he's just doing his job.
"alright. Just take it easy okay, don't stay here too late" he says, squeezing my shoulder as he leaves.
LATER THAT NIGHT
SUMMER'S HOUSE
11:30PM
Summer's POV
Usually this medicine knocks me out, but not tonight. For some reason I can't get that conversation with Kim out of my mind. Mom went home this morning after I left for work since I'm feeling better, so now it's quiet, and kinda lonely. Maybe Kim and mom are right about Sasha. I'm just laying in bed, alone in my dark house. I still feel like a little kid because I sleep with a stuffed animal and a nightlight. But I didn't need any of those things when I was with Sasha. So I guess that means something.
He did say to call if I started feeling bad again, or needed anything. I've been really tired and now I can't sleep. This is going to be a long night if I don't figure something out. I roll over in bed and grab my cell phone off the nightstand I scroll through my contacts and find Sasha's number.
Thank goodness he answers, "Summer?"
I hide a yawn, "yeah.."
"everything okay?" he asks.
"can't sleep…" I reply, I know he can hear the exhaustion in my voice.
"want me to come over?" he says.
"sure… I guess… I know it's late, but whatever" I yawn.
"It's okay. You looked really tired today at the office, I can come…" he calmly says.
"mmk… you know where my spare key is, right?"
"yeah. I'll text you when I get here so you know it's me. Is there anything I can bring you?" he says.
"I'm fine… I just can't sleep" I'm so tired right now, and I all I wanna do is fall asleep, but I just can't.
"alright. Just relax, I'll be there soon" he says.
I hang up the phone and curl up under the covers.
Sasha's POV
I grab a hoodie and leave to go check on Summer. She's gotten used to falling asleep with me holding her, and I'm pretty sure that's what she's wanting. I text her once I get there and open the door. Her house is dark except for a dim light coming from her hallway.
I calmly make my way to her bedroom, "hey… Summer.."
All I get is a yawn in response. I walk closer to her bed and she's got the blankets pulled up over her head. I gently squeeze her shoulder, "it's okay, it's only Sasha…"
She rolls over and looks up at me. "sorry… if I woke you up…"
"don't worry about it. I wasn't even sleeping anyway. Is everything okay?" I ask.
She sits up. "I just can't sleep. My parents are still hovering over me, Kim and my mom are driving me crazy…"
I sit by her and pull her into a hug. "shhh, just breathe. I'm right here"
She lets me move her into a more comfortable position and now I'm leaning on the headboard of her bed with her curled up next to me. I notice a worn out teddy bear on my other side and smile as I pick it up and give it to her. She squeezes it and snuggles up to me.
I start to run my fingers through her hair, "shhh, just close your eyes…"
She looks up at me and yawns. "Sasha…"
"yeah…"
"remember when I first got sick and I was gonna tell you something but I couldn't…" she says, struggling to keep herself awake.
I nod, "are you ready to tell me?"
"yeah, uhm… I think… I… kinda… like you" she replies, stumbling on her words.
I just smile and rub her back, "that's okay.. we can talk about it some more once you've had some sleep"
She buries her head in my shoulder, her left hand settles on my chest, and her right clutches the teddy bear. Her breathing deepens as she starts to fall asleep. I run my fingers through her hair as she relaxes even more and her breathing gets deeper. I have a feeling I won't be going anywhere for the rest of the night so I pull the blanket up and fall asleep, even though my neck and back will hate me for this later.
A/N: Please review! And if you have any ideas as to where I should go with this, please let me know.
