C H A P T E R 4:

HE KISSED ME (not)

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The rain never stopped all night.
And I couldn't even sleep last night.

It's one of the days that the rain never really stops. The cloud is dark and the raindrops are big. The cars had to move in a big puddle of water on the streets with only slow pace because they already knew that accidents are prone in rainy days.

I stepped outside gripping the umbrella on my other hand and slammed the door shut. Dad was out to work and told me not to go to school so that I stay safe in our home. Today, since I planned to not to go to school, I am hoping to coax Calum not to go too. Who in the earth wants to go to school with the rain dropping endlessly?

I crossed the street, the heavy rain drops on my umbrella, the rain makes the umbrella much heavier than my arms. There is no visible cars passing on the streets, not even people passing by. Maybe they declared suspension. I don't care, I'm not going to school anyway.

I closed my umbrella as I stepped on the porch of Hood's residence. Their house is just similar to us, only they have sky blue paint all over the house with some colonial patterns that I don't quite know how to describe. Their roof is orange, their porch has a colossal night lamp. It's actually beautiful no matter what the weather is.

I rang the doorbell, hearing it's echo going in for at least 3 times. I heard loud shuffling noises coming from upstairs and then something stumbling downstairs.

"Yes?" I heard muffled groan not far from the porch.

"It's me!" I yelled, hopefully the rain wouldn't block my squeak.

"Hey, me, would you come a little bit sooner mu-" Calum opened the door and I swear to gods he look so bad. Well not that bad, he looks sick. "Oh, it's you. Come in," he said as he sniffed, his blanket was still wrapped around his shoulder and all over his body. He also have beanie, which do look so good in him.

"You're sick," I stated as plumped down in the couch which is so soft that I actually sank three centimeters down.

"Ishn't it ohbvioush?" Calum asked, as he rubbed his red nose, he plopped down next to me and held on his blanket for his dear life. I let out a laugh and he rolled his dark brown eyes. I also noticed his face, his cheeks are flushed and his lips is pale.

"Do you have someone to take care of you?" I asked, about to go out of their house. "Because if you do, I'll leave you alone. But if you don't have one, I have all time to kill to take care of you."

But as I faced Calum, he is half-awake and half- asleep. His eyes were half open, trying to not to be so rude to sleep on me.

"It's okay Calum, you can sleep then I-"

"Mum isn't around, Mum and Dad went out of town for their anniversary, Mali is still in college and is about to go home by 5:00 in the afternoon." he blurted out so fast as he tried to open his eyes but his head just bobbed down, I grinned at the sight but quickly erased it just so Calum won't see me grinning.

"So you want me to stay or nah?" I asked him, but he just looked at me with plain expression in his face. "You have three minutes to decide."

"Do you have headache painkiller?"

"I think I have it in our house." I said and gestured the door. He nodded and looked at me, pleadingly.

"Would it be a bother if you pick it up and give me one? And stay for a little? I don't think I can handle myself," he said through countless sneezing. I started to look so worried for him, I mean, even I know what it feels. I had to call Kristen and Jessie over to help me bear with my condition.

"Sure." I said as I picked up my umbrella, marching my way to the countless raindrops falling.

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After yanking my hoodie on myself, I marched again to Calum's house, didn't bothered to ring the doorbell because I left it unlocked. As I opened the door, an unconscious man welcomed my eyesight, he covered himself in thick white blanket, but his feet dangled on the edge of the sofa.

I noticed that the blinds are open and the wind sometimes strays on his way. Why did he opened the blind when it's storming outside? Oh gods.

I dropped the painkiller and my phone on their coffee table then managed to walk on their living room without pushing anything out or breaking fragile glasses. I closed the blinds and I heard a loud whimper from Calum.

"Muuuum," he whimpered as he kickef his blanket off, his body shot up though his eyes are closed. "Why did you closed the blinds? I want that unicorn outside!" then he started crying like a child.

"What?" I asked and walked my way to Calum who is still wailing about me closing the blinds and I also notice that his body is shaking. "First, I am not your mother, I am Mackie. Second, there are no unicorns outside!"

He opened his eyes and I can see his tears actually falling. Oh gods. Why is he acting like this?

I brought my arm to feel his forehead. He looked up to me and I felt his stare. His stare is so vulnerable like sending chills on my skin. And when I finally felt his forehead, gosh. I felt like my hand is already inside a frying pan. He is terribly sick! He's delirious because of his fever! "You're so hot!"

"IKR," he said as he giggled and flicked his hair to the side and blinked his eyes repeatedly. He's worst to handle when he's delirious!

"I mean your fever get you so hot okay?" I said and put his arms on my shoulder. But he keep on prying my hands away from him. "Come on Calum! You're worst to take care than a four year old child who lost her little pony!" I whined and then he shot me a glare. I tried to do it again but he keep on pushing me away.

I shot my hands up and surrendered then a nasty idea popped in my head. I must take a video of him whining and yelling to blackmail him!

"Okay Calum, now tell me. Do you like someone?" I asked even though I already know the answer. I prepared the camera and it's already recording. I smiled as Calum started smiling back in the camera, and looked up to meet my eyes.

"Yeaah, and she's so beautiful. And I like to see her everyday." he said as if she was totally dreamy. "She have gorgeous brown hair that is up to her butt. She have nice butt and warm skin, not that I really like to touch it but my eyes just likes that. And she looks like she have unicorns in her room. Maybe I could be her prince. Her name is Georgiana. She's so beautiful."

I can't help but to laugh as he started to nod his head in agreement on what he says and when he describes Georgiana, he will do what he describes. He even get out of the couch to describe the bubble butt thing and he did the twerking part. Like twerking.

I decided that it is enough. I placed my phone in my pocket and grabbed his medicines.

"Come on Calum, we need to get you upstairs." I said as I tried to put his arms on my shoulder again and this time, Calum didn't made a move.

Maybe he did a move and that was the least expected. Calum's face is just few inches away from me. His chocolate eyes darts in mine and I get this strange feeling on my chest. I felt something tugging on my stomach and I swear I get so nervous right now. I think my face is much flushed than Calum's face. He started to inch his face closer and closer, and I started to lose it.

Move away! My mind says it but I couldn't do so. I just locked my eyes with Calum, hadn't dared to look away.

I get these weird feelings on my stomach, it started to get worst even! I don't know why my eyes even landed on his plump lips. It is so red that I wanted to bite it. I even feel his breath on my face.

Then it happened.

For a second, I feel like my insides churn, like I was in a rollercoaster. It goes up and down like my body suddenly melted. As Calum's lips locked in me, I never felt so warm and cold in the same time. It's this magic that I couldn't describe. And to tell you, he is my first kiss. I don't know how to kiss him back!

Instantly to my shame, I pulled away and just shook my head. I still feel my cheeks warming up and it really is a shame. Not that Calum is a bad kisser. It is me. And I really don't know what to say, would it make things awkward now? Of course it doesn't, he's sick and delirious, and that is out of his control. I think.

"Come on big guy, let's tuck you to bed." I said as I struggled to get him up, his body is really hot. His head is next to me, and I need to carry him upstairs.

Going up is not the easy part. I nearly stumbled down with him because he is so heavy. Who would've thought that this skinny looking tan skinned guy weighed too heavy than a sack of corns? I can't have his weight on me too much because it is hard to balance him and myself in this skimpy staircase. We had to turn also because it is going on forever turning side to side.

"Cal," I panted as I laid him down on his bed after stumbling over and over, with him moving too often wasn't helping either. Good thing he kissed me, I mean he is friends with me or else I would kick him in his butt even though he's hot. "Stay right there, I'll try to make a soup for you. And I got an important text message to make. Stay. Right. There." I warned him as if I was talking to a five year old.

Calum grinned and then raised his thumbs up.

Sigh.

His chapped lips got my full atte- hey! I need to find focus and he doesn't really mean it. Right?

I fished my phone out of my pocket and find someone who is the most reliable person I could ever think of.

Kristen.

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(Assume that this is their conversation. ;) I used conveo fake app to do this.)

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I tried to occupy myself, keeping myself busy by doing household chores instead of coming back to see Calum if he's okay. Well, I did it when I gave him the painkiller but it is an hour ago. I wouldn't want myself to be in touch with those delirious happenings in Calum's room.

What if he... Uh... Nevermind.

I am currently located on their kitchen, it is a huge kitchen that has loads of cupboards and counters. They have a beautiful renovation of kitchen and it is so amazing that it urges me to sit down and just rock my feet hanging. The counter has colossal touch, the grill is much modern than ours. They have complete tools in kitchen, and I bet if I opened up their fridge I would see tons of foods because they left Calum here, alone.

I wondered so much that I end up doing it so. I planned to cook Calum a chicken soup (if it's available) or anything edible for him to eat since I bet he barely can make for his own. Thinking about foods makes my stomach growl in anticipation.

"Hmm," I hummed as I opened the fridge, feeling the familiar coldness hit my body. My assumption wasn't wrong. It has many foods inside it that I even felt my mouth began to shake and drool over this heavenly things that my eyes are seeing.

Chocolate, left-overs, ¾ slice of Caramel cake, Pork chops, Tubs of Ice Cream, Root Beers, Soda, Ice cream, Uncooked chicken, pork, ice cream, oh my god, don't make me look at the Ice cream please!

I opened the small compartment down the racks of foods to see the vegetables. There are lots of varieties of vegetables located in here. But I only picked potato and carrots because I only tasted them in the chicken soups that mum has given me.

Time to cook your friend a Chicken Soup!

Because cooking is just a basic skill for me since I was the only one who could do that for Dad. Mum being in hospital, (she used to be there but eventually passed) I trained myself to do it so I can cook her delicious foods-if not good enough, at least, edible -for her and my dad. I always want to keep them happy especially I see how strong their relationship was. But now mum's gone, Dad is alone and I got to take care of him. And cooking him foods is just the favor I returned him for all his sacrifices and hard work to protect me and to raise me good enough.

After killing time that seems like forever, I finally finished cooking the soup. I placed the soup on a bowl, grabbed a spoon, then placed it under the tissue, then filled a glass of milk. Probably fetch a pitcher full of it in case he needs more. And put it all together in a nice tray.

I marched my way to his room, where I found him still cocooned on his fluffy blanket. I smiled at the sight, forgetting that he is a half-jerk, half-human person. He looks so angelic when he's asleep. Even if it's so far.

"Cal?" I called out to see him finally waking up. He stretched his long arms and then slowly opened his chocolate orbs. His eyes met mine and smiled.

"Oh. Hey," he said and then slowly sit up and laid his back against the headboard. "You're still there. I thought you headed home before I lost my consciousness. And how do I get up here? You carried me all the way here?"

"Yep, I am here," I said and motioned to the chicken soup. "I am sorry to grab some things in your kitchen, I just want to make you a chicken soup. Here, try some!" I said and gave him the whole tray. I placed the milk and it's pitcher on his bedside table and I see him hesitating to eat it.

"I grabbed all the ingredients coming from your kitchen so you can assure that I placed no poison in that." I said then winked at him. He rolled his eyes as if he was disgusted and laughed. "Do you want me to spoonfeed you little cutie pumpkin pie? Hmm?"

"Oh come on," he groaned as he scooped a spoonful of the soup. "I can do it myself. And this is very kind of you, thanks." he said before slurping the soup.

I sat there silently, roaming my eyes all over the place. Calum's room is quite clean, except for the pile of papers in his desk. He also has guitar on the side of his desk and a beat box.

"You play guitar?" I asked he nodded.

"Yeah, I compose songs!" he said sounding enthusiastic in the talk.

"So, what get you sick? I mean, after all the rains and stuff you still went out and then you got sick is that it?" I asked as I landed my hand on his speaker, playing Wonderwall by Oasis.

His eyes lit up as I met his eyes. I slowly synced my lips in the sound, my lips synching naturally because I know the lyrics by my heart. Dad always sings this to mum and I find it very sweet. He flashed a genuine smile and as I glanced at his lips, he licked the remnants of the soup and I felt my cheeks flush that made me stop from singing.

"This is what happened detective Mackz," he said and then rolled his eyes. "It was late last night and I decided to go to the pizza place we always go. Just to see Geo. You know how much I itch to talk to her right? It wasn't raining that hard, it was just raindrops so I just wear my hoodie. When I took pizza out, Geo said 'you could've called someone to get your pizza delivered!' I said 'I don't know their phone number' so she scribbled the phone number in the box. Then I saw something really worthy." he said and I saw his eyes twinkle in excitement.

"What is it?"

"I saw her phone number in the side of it!" he said as if he won the lottery. I feel my insides churning, feeling some tugging at the ends. I don't know but I just don't like to see him too enthusiastic about Geo.

"Okay," I said, quite unsure as I switched the song to Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars.

What the fudge is happening to me? Why am I having this mix signals when I'm around him?

Know what? Fudge it.

QOTC:
Geo or Mackz?

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