A/N Hey, peoples! Thanx for the reviews! Sorry for the wait! But here's an update and without any further ado go read! Lol.

Song: Weak by JoJo

Disclaimer: I swear I didn't break it!

I can't figure out what is so different about Patrick Drake. Just being around him makes me feel lightheaded, but that could be due to that cold which I caught. All though I tried to deny having one, but I think the incessant coughing may have tipped him off. And he had the nerve to call me in sick! Without my permission! Somehow though I can't stay mad at him, he does something to me, he makes me smile and have fun, and he pulls me out of my research and makes me laugh, even when I want to kill him, like now for example. I remember when I was in high school and whenever I was around a guy I liked my heart would speed up but around Patrick it's much worse my heart starts beating at least three times its normal pace and I feel like my knees are going to give out. I guess that's what real true love feels like. I loved Jason and Stone but it wasn't like this. With Patrick it's like this constant feeling of butterflies in my stomach and excitement whenever I see him. Nothing makes me happier then being around him.

I don't know what it is that you've done to me
But it's caused me to act in such a crazy way
Whatever it is that you do when you do what you're doing
It's a feeling that I want to stay
'Cuz my heart starts beating triple time
With thoughts of lovin' you on my mind
I can't figure out just what to do
When the cause and cure is you, you

"Robin, I brought soup." Patrick called walking into my room at the loft I shared with Lainey and Kelly. I smiled at him my earlier anger almost forgotten. Almost. He did bring soup. And he was smiling. Like full on smiling. Dimples turned up full force. I had been ready to berate him for calling me in sick but the words were forgotten as soon as he sat down next to me on the bed and passed my a container of my favorite chicken noodle soup from Kelly's. I accepted the soup and took off the lid happily eating the soup. "I told you you'd get sick." Patrick commented.

"Yes, you're a genius, let us all bend down and worship you." I said dryly.

"Good, let everyone do so."

"You are so conceited." I love him because of this rather then in spite of it.

I get so weak in the knees
I can hardly speak, I lose all control
Then somethin' takes over me
In a daze, your love's so amazing
It's not a phase
I want you to stay with me, by my side
I swallow my pride
Your love is so sweet, it knocks me right off of my feet
Can't explain why your lovin' makes me weak

Now that I've been dating Patrick for several months it seems so dumb that I spent so much time calling him a jerk and resisting him. But better late then never, right? Besides it's not like he was emotionally available the whole time. He was definitely worth all the stress he caused me in the end. I love him despite the fact that he's a know-it-all who keeps forcing me to take icky cherry cough medicine, when he knows I only like grape! But he says that the cherry works better. Not that I actually care. Although for some reason he thinks the quality of the medicine is relevant. Even though as a doctor I know he's right. But as a person with a cold I want the flavor I can tolerate!

Time after time after time I've tried to fight it
But your love is strong, it keeps on holdin' on
Resistance is down when you're around, pride's fading
In my condition I don't want to be alone
'Cuz my heart starts beating triple time
With thoughts of lovin' you on my mind
I can't figure out just what to do
When the cause and cure is you, you

"Robin, have this cough drop. It has zinc in it; it shortens the length of your cough." I reluctantly take the cough drop and put it in my mouth only to spit it out and reach frantically over to my night stand for water.

"It tastes like fake cinnamon flavored grass."

"Couldn't you have finished at least one?"

"No."

"Fine, I bought it in Strawberries and Cream, too." Patrick said passing me another cough drop which I eyed suspiciously. "Just eat it." I popped it into my mouth only to spit it too, out after only a few seconds and once more gulp down water.

"That tasted like Cherry flavored Garbage."

"How do you know what cherry flavored garbage tastes like or fake cinnamon flavored grass tastes like."

"I just do."

"How?"

"I just do."

"That isn't a legitimate answer."

"You're mean. Trying to poison your sick girlfriend."

"That was my goal all along." Patrick answers me sarcastically.

"I knew it!" I exclaim triumphantly.

I've tried hard to fight it
No way can I deny it
Your love's so sweet
It knocks me off my feet

A/N I hope everyone liked it! Review and let me know what you thought n the cough drops really do taste like that my Mom tried to kill me with them! I swear! I feel Robin's pain! Lol.