s i c k   W e s t o n   s c e n e 

I groan and tossed on the bed, my body aching annoying me too much. My throat was sore and my nose was blocked. I am pretty sure, if my fans saw me right now they will run away terrified. My head was bursting with pain as if I was suffering from a hangover.

But the worst part was I was missing Stuart. I was supposed to be in her school, around her but here the luck is being its usual bitch and doesn't want me to be around the only person I happen to like.

There was a knock on the door and I knew it was people from my staff. Don't they get it, I want to be left alone? I don't want to be pampered because if Dad knew he will still make me work.

"Master you need to take some medicines." Arthur pleaded from outside the room.

"What I need is to be left alone Arthur, nothing else." I snapped at him and felt kind of guilty.

I hopped off the bed, trying to be rebellious and decided to take a bath in fever. I was no mood to get better now.

But mood suddenly soared higher than cloud nine when I stepped out of my bathroom and saw her standing staring intently at my guitar. It took me moments to analyze the effect Elise Stuart on my heart and mind. They both never seem to focus on one thing but right now they both were focused on her.

    "You can touch it Stuart."  I tried to stop my happiness show in my voice.

She turned towards me immediately. Instantly closing on me she touched my forehead and for a music star, I reacted stupidly. Her gentle touch surprised me and I reacted accordingly. 

"Hamilton, you are hot," She said and realised her mistake.

I had to smirk now. Even with high fever and aching body she made me smile.

"You finally accept it, Stuart, took you long enough." I teased her.

"Please lay down Hamilton, I don't think your fans want you to die." And literally dragged me to the bed filling me with amusement.

"I thought this day would never come when you will take me to bed." She rolled her eyes at me.

"How did this happen?" She sounded so concerned for me that I think half my fever went down that moment.

"Ah! I am over-worked I think or maybe I caught the flu," I said in a worn out tone.

"Why are you alone?" She asked pushing me by my shoulder to lay me down.

"Because that is how I am, I am alone."I didn't mean to say it loud but I sounded pained.

I am glad you are here Elise Stuart.

"Well, now you are not and I am going to torture you more," She said surprising me and I wanted to embrace her in that moment.

She picked up my intercom and called the staff.

"Umm..Arthur, please get me ice water and few towels."

"Sure, Elise." He answered sounding amused.

"Now Hamilton, I advise if you don't want me to kick your balls then lie down on the best while we try to make you less hot." She was trying to lighten up my mood and that made me smile.

"Because of you, I missed my dance practice." She fake glared at me.

"Why are you here Stuart?" I suddenly asked her with all sincerity.

In that moment she looked lost for words and just stared at me.

"Why are you here?" I asked my eyes refusing to leave her face.

"Why do you think?" She avoided my question with a question.

"As far as you know you are the only one that hates me." 

"I don't hate you Hamilton." Her answer and soft tone surprised me and I raised my eyebrows at her.

There was a knock on the door interrupting the awkward moment and it I saw her sigh in relief almost making me chuckle but i held back.

Melissa walked in with a bowl of ice cold water and white fluffy towels. She got up and took it from her, with a small smile she left the place.

"Now lie down Hamilton, we have to get your fever down," She said and I obeyed.

All the while she kept the towel on my head and replaced it in utter silence; my eyes never left her face. It observed the tiny freckles on her nose, her soft cheeks, her gorgeous eyes, lose hair strands that kept troubling her.

"I know, I know Hamilton I am no less than Aphrodite but could you please stop staring." She tried to joke but her breath came out heavy.

My stare was affecting her and nothing could make me happier.

I chuckled and she looked at me with absolute adoration. For a boy, I shouldn't be so melodramatic but in that moment, her look made my stomach summersault. Her hands reached out and touched my cheek. My eyes closed and I sighed at her touch , a smile forming on my lips.

"Your temperature is getting better. Why would you stay this way? I am sure Arthur would have done this but no you choose to be a brat. And you were suffering from such a high fever. Good thing Jessica told me or else you would be a rebel for God knows how long.

You are star Hamilton, you have responsibilities." She was scolding me because I didn't take care of myself.

No one cared for me this much after mom died.

"You care for me," I asked a little surprised since she hated me and all.

And I never realised when it was gone, I was busy falling for her I guess.

"Of course, I care for you...What?" She said like it was obvious.

"My mom died when I was six, brain tumour. My dad is –is the big business man who saw that his son could sing and decided to make it a business." I laughed a humourless laugh.

"He loves me, I think he does but he never shows it. I am more a money maker than a son to him. And now I am left with few maids and servants. As you might have noticed I don't have many friends. Well, I did but it turned out they were more followers than friends." My tone got bitter.

"I care for you." But this time, she was holding my hand as she repeated the words without any hesitation.

"Yeah, you must, that is why you are writing lyrics for me." I think I was too happy for a sick man now.

Can I kiss her now?

"That you forced me into," She replied sticking out her tongue at me.

"What is the file in your hand?" I asked noticing now.

"Ah, nothing, my song collection I wanted to look over and also fake contract to get me inside." She told me sheepishly.

"So you came in , wearing this and told them you are here for contract meeting." Talking too much made me cough and she her hand reached out to rub my back.

Was it just the fever or her touching me way making the atmosphere even warmer.

"I am not Neal Caffrey, okay."

"But you are equally sexy," I answered with a slight shoulder shrug.

"You find Neal Caffrey sexy?" She grinned.

"Girls do and I find you sexy," I commented with  a flirty smile.

"And you find every girl even moderately good looking sexy so that doesn't count."

"Well, that is kind of true." I joked and she glared at me.

She touched me again, just to check my fever I know but each time her hands touched me I felt relaxed and somewhat satisfied as if her touch is what I craved.

"You are just finding reasons to touch me, Stuart, not that I mind." I closed my eyes as she did.

"Your fever has gone down, but you still need rest. I will go down and bring some medicine and food for you." She said getting up now.

I immediately felt the need to stop her, I wanted her around me. So I reached out and held her wrist in my hand.

"What now Hamilton?" She said tiredly.

"Thank you, Stuart." 

God, I am so grateful you made this one.

"You owe me one, Hamilton." She said with a chuckle.

"I think I do."   I completely agreed and resisted the urge to kiss her.

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This is the slowest update for me. Usually, I update daily, alternate or at least twice a week. But this one takes a long time because sometimes I forget or something I am sick :( Like now.

I hope you guys like this and I will make the next update quicker :)

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