Look, another Lackson kiss! But this one was written by AlaskaRae3 so props to her for the next update guys! I'm slowly working my way into writing Lackson again... if y'all can write your own Lackson stories so I'm not on a Lackson low.

Sickness

Jackson was not having a good day. Actually, he was not having a good week. Not one bit. It started out okay...up until he woke up Monday morning... Being not only the first day of yet another week of school ("Will it ever end?"), but it was first day of the infamous Senior Prank Week which meant terribly bad news for the Juniors. For some reason the Seniors found that giving the worst of the pranks to the Juniors meant that the next year they can also give an awesome prankfest when it was their turn. Always been that way at Seaview High...

So, that was Monday...and everyone knows that the first day is the worst one ever. So then during the week, if you ever get slowed a bit, everyone can lose their guard and then you strike your final blow.

Anyway, Tuesday he was forced into a double shift at Rico's...which meant more than eight hours with the little devil. Poor Jackson... Wednesday, 'Hannah' had a concert (really, who has a concert on a Wednesday?) and since Jackson can no longer be trusted to stay home alone, he was forced to come along and hang out with 'Lola' the whole night.

Actually, that part wasn't so bad...

Thursday really sucked. Not only did he wake up to the shocking realization that he might actually be falling for his little sister's best friend, but she was everywhere! At school, after school, at the beach...it was like she was stalking him and not doing anything to hide it! It was driving him insane.

Now, Friday—should've been the best day. He had the day off from Rico's, it was the last day before the weekend, he had plans to hang with the guys...and to avoid Lilly, but no one needed to know that. However, he just had to get the perfect end to the perfect week...

He got sick.

Stinkin' flu! Went through a whole school year without getting it once...why now?

Of course, Jackson was okay with missing out of the last day of Senior Prank Week, but the plans with the guys! He was so looking forward to enjoying his first day off in three weeks (like I said, Rico's a little devil).

Fate must really hate me, he figured. There was no other explanation for it...right? Of course not!

So, there he was—lying on the couch since his room would probably kill him if he slept in there... He was bored with TV already—it was either all about 'Hannah Montana', Cartoons (which weren't so bad), or the news. But, seriously, who wants to watch that? He didn't want to read a book, he'd already beaten all his games...and he thought his fever was growing but
didn't want to get up to find a thermometer.

Then, just his luck, the door opens and in comes the love of his life...oh, and his sister.

"Just to warn you, Jackson's really sick with the flu bug," Miley was saying.

Lilly merely smiled. "I don't care—I had my flu shot last month." She turned to where Jackson was watching from the couch and her smile brightened.

Jackson resisted the urge to look away shyly.

"I'll take good care of him—you have fun with Mike."

Miley rolled her eyes. "I swear, Oliver couldn't have come up with a lamer name." She almost looked pleading. "Are you sure you don't want to come?"

Lilly grinned. "I'll stay here with Jackson. I'm sure he wants company."

Actually, that was true. Jackson was craving for human contact...just not hers.

Next thing he knew, Miley was gone and Lilly was sitting on the coffee table looking at him. "So, how's the little flu bug?"

Jackson groaned. "Anything but little..." He closed his eyes. Maybe not being able to see her would keep him from going crazy...?

Instead it made Lilly slightly concerned. "Do you want me to do something for you? Need pillow's fluffed or some soup or something?" she asked, trying to be helpful.

Jackson cracked an eye open. "Soup? What kind?"

Lilly shrugged. "Any kind you like. I can make soup...not much of anything else, but that I can."

Jackson chuckled softly. "Chicken?"

She smiled caringly. "Of course. That's a good choice. It'll help you get over this bug." Just as she turned away another chill ran down his back. He must have made some noise because she turned back around. "Are you okay?" she asked, coming a little closer.

Jackson nodded best he could but the fever was making him dizzy. He closed his eyes against the bright sunlight seeping through the windows. Something soft touched his forehead for a moment and he opened his eyes again, expecting to see her arm or something.

Instead he saw her face not even two inches from his wearing a concentrating expression. She nodded to herself, muttering, "99.8," before grabbing a washcloth that was nearby and brought it to the sink for a fresh cool soak. Coming back towards him, she noticed he was staring at her like he had never seen her before. "What?" she asked with a small giggle.

He merely shook his head and laid still with the cold rag on his forehead, looking now at the ceiling as she went back into the kitchen to start working on his soup. His face flushed brightly and not because of the fever.

She had kissed his forehead...

Granted, it was to find out his temperature (he didn't get how she automatically knew), but it was much better than any thermometer he's ever used...

And it was still a kiss...

He closed his eyes with a soft smile and started drifting off to sleep, happily dreaming of a rather short blonde in a cute nurses' outfit...

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8 more and then it's over... but never fear, more Lackson fics coming from me once this is finished! (or once I start writing it. Hee.)