Chirp! chirp! Tweet!
Tap tap tap!

I woke up to the sight of birds: 2 pigeons, a blackbird and a robin, sitting on the widow sill and pecking on the window. I smiled, till they all flew away. It was as if they wanted to wake me up, like they were my alarm.

I couldn't remember much of what happened yesterday. Thomas and I were watching a movie, Inception. The rest was a blank. I probably fell asleep before the movie ended.

My head was rested on something hard. Obviously not my pillow. I lay on my right side, my left arm stretched out and was placed on something flat, slowly moving up and down. I could hear soft and steady breathing. I tried to move my other hand but it gripped something very tightly. I peeked under the covers and found that my hand held another. I turned my head back to find Thomas sleeping. He looked so peaceful that I...

And then it hit me. I was sleeping with him. Like literally, with him. OH MY LORD!

I immediately sat up and let go of Thomas' hand. "Good morning Ellie," Thomas greeted in his 'morning voice' as he looked at me. I froze instantly. What should I say? I don't even remember when I slept. God knows what happened in the night. Okay stop! Not that I would mind... SHUT UP! I mentally battled with myself to figure out what to say.

Maybe he didn't notice! Wait what? I was literally ON him! Obviously he noticed! I thought.

How could this happen? Now everything would be awkward between us. I don't want our friendship to end.

I have to say something. "I...I...I am..." I stammered as I fiddled with my hands. I just wanted to jump out of the window! Thomas must have noticed how I felt because he held my hands looked me straight in the eye.

"Take a deep breath, and calm down," he instructed. I did as I was told, and suprisingly it worked! I looked back at his deep brown eyes.

"Okay, now that you're calm, what's wrong?" He asked. "I am so sorry... I just... I don't know... I don't know what happened... It will never happen again... I promise," I blurted. That's when the pain started. My throat ached so much that I grabbed it. I coughed and flinched every time I would swallow.

"Oh my God! What's wrong? Are you alright?" Thomas put a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. It felt as if my throat was on fire.

"I don't know, It just..." My throat wouldn't let me speak. It screamed, begging me not to say a word. I whispered to Thomas, explaining what's wrong, "My throat is hurting like hell! I don't know why... My voice is gone."

"Okay umm... You need to take some medicine right now," Thomas said as he got up from the bed. He rushed to the kitchen and rummaged through the drawers and cupboards. I watched him as he ran a hand through his hair, the worry and panic showed on his face.

"Thomas," I said softly. "Thomas, listen," I repeated. He was so occupied in finding something that could help me. "Thomas!" I yelled. "WHAT?!" Thomas shouted as he slammed shut one of the cupboard doors. I felt hurt, what did I do?

I heard Thomas sigh, "I'm sorry. I just... I'm worried about you." I walked up to him as he looked at the floor. I put my hands on his shoulders and said, "Hey, it's okay. I'm not that ill! I'll get better. You don't need to panic."

"Oh! I know what would be good for you! I saw it in that cupboard," he pointed to one of the cupboard at the far end of the kitchen. He opened it and took out a bottle of gold, oozy goodness: honey!

Thomas took a spoon and scooped out a spoonful of honey. He fed it to me, the gooey and sticky substance slipping down my sore throat calmed the pain. "I've heard that honey can help with a sore throat. I think it wotked!" Thomas smiled. I nodded still enjoying the taste.

Thomas went towards the washroom to... I have no idea! Not long after, he exited wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a jacket on top. He put on his canvas shoes and put his phone in his pocket.

"Okay wait here, I'll be gone for maybe half an hour. If the hotel doesn't have any medicine for your throat then I'll go down to a pharmacy to get some," Thomas explained.

Oh my God, he is the sweetest thing on the planet! He cares about me! I just wanna hug him and give him a big kiss.

"Thomas you're really kind but, I don't want you to go get things for me when I'm perfectly capable of going," I said, barely audible to my ears. Thomas just laughed. I couldn't seem to understand what was funny.

"You're capable of going?! You can't bloody talk! You are not coming with me!" Thomas exclaimed. "Oh yeah?! Well, you can't stop me from..." I stormed towards the washroom to change and at that moment Thomas grabbed me by my waist.

"What are you... THOMAS!!" I screamed my lungs out, despite my sore throat, as he carried me bridal-style. I hugged his neck, praying that he wouldn't drop me. "THOMAS SANGSTER! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" I commanded.

"As you wish," he grinned. He walked over to the sofa and dropped me down. "You are not coming with me. Now, be a good girl and wait here. And please, try not to talk!" Thomas instructed. I felt embarrassed, I felt like a stubborn child!

I nodded and Thomas look satisfied. He went out into the hotel corridor and closed the door behind him.

I made myself comfortable on the sofa and sighed. How is Thomas even possible? Other than my family, no one really cares about me. Thomas goes out of his way, just to make sure I'm okay. But why? All these thoughts swam through my mind and slowly, I fell asleep.

The sound of the main door closing shut woke me up. I wonder how long I slept?

"Ellie, I've got the medicine! I think you should... Oh, you're sleeping," Thomas announced. "I'm awake now," I said as I rubbed my eyes. "Sorry about that! Umm, here you go. The pharmacist said that this would be the best for your vanished voice," he explained as he handed me a bag. Inside was the bottle of syrup for my throat, lozenges and a box of tablets. I removed the contents and placed them on the coffee table.

"I thought I should get some extra stuff, if any of us fall ill," Thomas said as he took of his jacket. I coughed and sniffed. I have a feeling I'm coming down with a bad flu!

I thanked him and took a dosage of the syrup. It had a tangy flavor and a horrible after taste! Not my cup of tea!

"Okay, well, you must be hungry. I'll make you something nice!" He kissed my forehead, which made my stomach turn. "Thomas you don't have to..." I started but he shushed me and told me to relax. All I could do was sigh.

Great. Life is going to be boring till I get better! Why? Firstly, because I'm sick, which means I have no energy and I virtually can't speak and secondly, Thomas won't let me do anything.

I sulked at the TV in front of me because nothing interesting was on. About 10 minutes later Thomas walked over to me and placed a tray down on the coffee table.

"Here you go! Something to help you're sore throat," Thomas said. I sneezed, which kind of surprised Thomas, and coughed.

"I think... I'm getting a cold," I announced, my voice completely changed . Thomas rubbed my shoulders as he sat down and looked towards the tray of food. "Oh, I'm not that hungry. Thanks but, I'll have it a little later," I said. "After all that hard work, you're just gonna let it run cold? No, you need to finish it all. It'll make you feel better," Thomas commanded. He's just trying to help me.

I didn't even know what he prepared so I peeked into the bowl. The steam met my nose and the smell was mouth-watering. He had made some noodle soup, my favourite!

"Aw Thomas, this smells amazing! Its tempting but... I'll have it later," I said, still enjoying the aroma. Thomas huffed and gave me a frustrated look. He took a spoonful of soup and fed me. It was so good that I had to have more!

Half way between the meal I realised that its a week day and we have to go to the set. "SHIT! What's the time?! OH MY GOD WE HAVE TO GO TO THE SET! We're gonna be in so much trouble!" I panicked. Thomas tried to calm me down but he was invisible to me.

"DON'T WORRY! I met James down at the reception when I was going to get the medicine and told him that you've lost your voice and obviously can't act. He's really understanding so he said that he'd work with the crew and plan out the future shots. He said that I should stay and take care of you," Thomas explained.

Wow, he's so ahead of me. What would I do without the guy? I have no clue! I thought.

"I can't put into words how nice you are! And your soup has made my throat ache much better... Thanks," I was so grateful that I was friends with someone who cares. Thomas was smiling uncontrollably and his cheeks started to turn pink.

"And before I forget, I am super sorry about last night... I promise it won't happen again," I said. Thomas gave me a confused look.

STUPID STUPID STUPID!! WHY HE HELL WOULD YOU BRING IT UP?! He probably forgot about it! I scolded myself in my mind.

I wanted to bang my head on the wall!

I sighed and cleared off Thomas' confusion. I told him I was sorry about me sleeping with him. We just met recently, and broke up with his girlfriend recently. I'm pretty sure he doesn't want anything to do with a relationship!

To my surprise, Thomas laughed, which was more creepy than comforting. He's starting to scare me. Like really scare me.

"Oh God, I thought something else happened yesterday! Sleeping together should be the least of your worries," Thomas smirked and squeezed my shoulder, "By the time the movie ended yesterday, you had slept on my shoulder. You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake you up."

I just stared at him, "It must have been an uncomfortable night." I felt bad that he had to go through sleeping with me. Who would want to sleep with me?

"What? No, not at all! It was the most comfortable night I've had in a long time. I wouldn't mind sleeping with you again," he grinned and winked.

WOW... It's confirmed. He's scaring me! I froze and my face became hot and flushed. This is so embarrassing! Thomas chuckled as he stood up and carried the cutlery for my meal to the kitchen.

He's doing this on purpose, isn't he? God, this is weird... What happened in one night? I thought. If I this effect on people, then...

"So what do you want to do? You've got the whole day to get better and rest, but it doesn't have to be boring!" Thomas said with a smile. I have a feeling that this is going to be a fun day...

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At the end of the day
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I lay next to Thomas, both of us snuggled into the covers. He had his arms around me, keeping me warm and cozy. I've got a high fever. I held on to Thomas' hand, my thoughts occupied me.

After Thomas creeped me out, we watched a bunch of movies and talked for hours. We did so much that the list can go on and on! Thomas just kept me busy no matter what. He tries so much... I don't think he deserves a friend like me. I barely do anything for him! It was only on his birthday that I did something big. I don't even know if you call that "big"?! It was just a treasure hunt!

I could feel his hot breath on my neck, it gave me chills. He's so comfortable around me, its as if we were on some sort of relationship.

I coughed loudly, snapping me from my thoughts. "El, you okay?" Thomas asked softly. "Yeah. Thank you for eveything today. You're the most generous and kind-hearted guy I've ever met. No joke!" I replied and placed a kiss on his forehead.

Even though it was dark I could feel him smile. And before I knew it, I was fast asleep.