Ami's POV

I woke up in Timmy's guest room bed, freezing my ass off. I felt my nose go runny, and goosebumps all over my arms.

*sneeze* "KUYA CAN-" *sneeze* "YOU GET" *sneeze* "ME SOME HOT COCO" I yelled as I blew my nose into a tissue.

Timmy walked in, looked at me and walked right out.

He returned with some gloves and mask on his face. I rolled my eyes at him, "Are you kidding me? I just have a cold."

He grabbed the trash can, stuffing the used tissues into it. "Better safe than sorry. Also you saw my fridge, I don't have any hot coco, we can stop by Starbucks on the way to your place."

I nodded my head at him, then looked over to the wide open window next to my headboard. I reached over and closed it.

Flashback

"KUYA! Why is it so damn hot, lower the temperature!" I yelled out as I got into bed.

"I'M TOO LAZY, OPEN THE WINDOW OR SOMETHING!" He cried out to me.

I sighed and open the window above my bed and breathed in the cold air.

Flashback Over

"You shouldn't have opened the window ALL the way open." Timmy said catching my attention. He returned back to the room, glove and mask free.

"Then you should've lowered the temperature like I asked so kindly." I shot back.

He rolled his eyes and looked around the room. It was bare since everything was packed into boxes.

"Well I have a couple boxes left to put into the trunk, and we'll take my car cause you're too gross and snotty to drive." I clicked my tongue as he walked away.

I decided to get up and finally get ready, not wanting to delay Timmy's moving plan any longer.

I tied up my hair and took a warm shower, which didn't help so much considering I was sneezing half of the time. When I got out and looked at myself in the mirror. I was disgusted. My nose and the skin around my eyes were turning a light shade of pink while the rest of my body and face were as pale as a ghost.

"Oh gosh." I looked through my bag, trying to find some makeup, but I realized I didn't pack any. "You've got to be shitting me."

I hurriedly changed and walked out to the living room to see Timmy sprawled out on the couch on his phone. "Hey you ready to go?" He looked up at me.

I nodded at him and we grabbed my bags and went down to the car.

"Hey do you mind going in and ordering? I didn't bring any disguises." I looked over at the person in the driver seat. Disguises? Then I remembered who it was.

"Yeah okay, what do you want? I'll type it in my notes."

When I got our drinks and was walking back to the car, I noticed some girls lingering around while Timmy was facing the backseat, trying not to show his face. I laughed as I got into the car, catching a glimpse of the dirty looks the girls had sent me. I didn't feel like being rude, considering they looked pretty and I looked like a dead rat.

During the drive, I kept sneezing, to the point where there were tears in my eyes. "Are you fucking okay? Do we need to stop at CVS?" I shook my head as I continued sneezing into my sleeve.

"Let's just get home and I'll take a nap and I'll be fine." I felt his eyes linger until he focused back onto the road, driving us home.

I pushed the front door of our apartment open, bending over as I continued to cough and sneeze. I felt Timmy pass me and grab a glass filling it with water. I also noticed a pair of shoes facing me. I looked up to see Louis, worry and annoyance on his face.

"Here drink this." Timmy handed me the glass, I took it and downed it quickly. Coughs left my lips.

I noticed Willie had gotten up and was standing beside Timmy now.

"Ay man help me bring the boxes up." Timmy patted his shoulder as they walked out together, leaving Louis and I.

I pushed Louis to the side as I walked towards the kitchen. "Next time you run off, I'd appreciate it if you let me know where you'd go." I heard him scoff behind me. "Are you okay?" He asked as I blew my nose into the tissue in my hand.

I threw it away into the trash, "Yeah yeah I'm fine."

"What time is it?" I asked.

He glanced at the clock above the tv. "12:23"

"Great wake me up in an hour or two." I slammed my door closed and jumped into my bed, getting under the covers.

I heard the door open and I sighed loudly. "Lou get out. I'm sick, let a bitch rest PLEASE." I heard no reply. I peeked out from my linen and saw the door cracked open.

I fell back onto my bed and shut my eyes.

I woke up to voices outside my door. I looked back at my clock, 3:56 pm , it read. I only slept for 3 hours? Dang it.

I finally sat up when my stomach made some unflattering noises. I glanced around my room looking for my phone when I saw the reflective light glinting back at me, on the floor next to my desk. I tried reaching for it across my bed, barely touching it when my foot slammed against my potted plant and fell. Aw fuck. I was about to clean up the mess when I heard loud footsteps coming closer and closer.

I faced towards the door to see Louis standing in the doorframe, slightly panting. He looked from me then to the mess on the floor. He rolled his eyes and walked over, starting to pick up the plant and soil.

"I got it Lou." I sat up, a bit too quickly I guess, because I felt a pounding in my head, I winced at the pain.

He looked at me and put his hand against my head, his other on the waist guiding me back down onto the bed.

He was feeling my forehead when he asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just got up too quickly. I can clean up the mess, don't worry about it." I started to get up again, only to be pushed down by him.

"I can do it, lay down." I stared at him as he cleaned up the mess and washed his hands in the bathroom. He came back to linger in the doorway. We awkwardly stared at each other.

Sadly, my stomach broke the silence. I looked down guilt fully, as I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks, I heard him chuckle.

I shot up at him "Shut up, will you? I'm hungry." I knew I sounded rude, but I was hungry and sick. Not a good combination.

He stood up all seriously, "What do you want to eat? I can cook something if you' d like."

"You? cooking. Yeah right. Where's kuya and Willie?" I asked the boy as he threw a hurtful look at me.

"They had to pick up your car and more of Timmy's boxes and I think Alex sent them out to pick up something for him in Pasadena." I nodded my head.

I tried to think of something I can order so Louis won't have to cook and burn the house down. "I want Pho"

He looked confused. "What?"

I scoffed at him, "Can you get me Pho? I know this really good place a couple minutes away, I'll order it and you can pick it up."

"I don't want to leave you alone." I rolled my eyes at him. "Lou just go and get it, I'll stay in bed I promise."

He nodded his head and walked back into his room. I got up and grabbed my phone and called the Pho restaurant and placed my to-go order. Louis walked back into my room when I ended the call.

"Send me the address yeah?" I nodded my head as he hesitantly stood in the doorway.

"Are you gonna go or not?"

"Do you need anything? Like water?"

We said at the same time.

"Fine fine, I'll go." He said after some silence.

"Okay I already sent the address." He looked back and closed the door.

I finally laid down and closed my eyes, after I had a sneeze attack.

I opened my eyes to someone towering over me nudging my shoulder and a warm yummy smell in the air.

"Get up Ami." I groaned as I sat up, looking at the bowl in Louis's hands.

"Ooo give it to me." I grabbed the bowl out of his hand, almost dropping it. "WHAT THE FUCK" I blew on my hands.

Louis snatched the bowl out of my hands, setting it onto the nightstand next to my bed. He sat down next to me and took ahold of my hands, blowing on it. I looked at him. I watched as he took in deep breaths and blew onto my hands, trying to cool them down. Little pieces of his hair flopped on his head while he kept fidgeting on the bed.

He looked back me, we made eye contact. I think my eyes deceived me as I saw him glance at my lips then back to my eyes.

I took a deep breath, "Lou you didn't warn me how hot that shit was." I nudged his shoulders playfully.

He broke out of his trance and looked back at the bowl. "I- uh- yeah sorry...wait hold on that was your fault!" He pointed a finger at me. "You took it out of my hands before I could tell you."

"Oh well I suppose you're right, anyways give it to me, I'm starving." I reached for the bowl, before he stood up with the food in his hands.

"No." I looked at him sternly.

"Excuse me?" I said with a little sass in my voice.

"Yeah you heard me, you're going to burn yourself again, so I'll- I'll feed you!" He stammered.

"Feed me?" I questioned.

He sat down, making himself comfortable. He noticed the awkward gap between us so he got closer. So close, I could feel his breath on my face and see the tiny freckles on his cheeks.

I cleared my throat after some awkward staring. I looked at the food in his lap. "Can you feed me now?" I pouted my face at him.

He chuckled and opened the cap, a strong aroma filled the room. I felt my mouth water.

He grabbed a spoon, scooping some of the soup into it. "Ahhh" He opened his mouth as he put the spoon near my face. I mimicked him and swallowed the soup.

"Mmmmm" I said as I closed my eyes. I opened them to see Louis looking at me, a small smirk planted on his lips.

"Hurry up and keep feeding me." I told him.

He laughed and continued on.

He cleared his throat as he scooped up the last of the soup, "So 'Lou' huh?" He smirked at me.

I felt my face go red, "What are you talking about?"

"You've been calling me Lou all day", He rolled his eyes as I tried to play dumb.

"Okay and what about it?" He paused for a moment.

"I think it's only fair I have a nickname for you huh?" He nudged my shoulders, feeding me a spoonful.

"Oh god please don't" I groaned.

"Well not Ami because everyone calls you that," I nodded my head at that. "And not zami because well..." Silence came over us.

"How about Darling?" His eyes brightened up as I cringed.

"Ew, you're kidding right?" I saw his eyes flicker and his smile waver a bit and now I felt bad.

"That's so british of you Lou." I nudged his shoulders, hoping to lift his spirits.

He put the empty bowl onto the nightstand as I grabbed a piece of gum, putting it into my mouth. He faced me, "I know and I don't care, I'm calling you that." He stuck his tongue out at me as I laughed.

"Ugh fine fine."

"Oh and no one else is allowed to call you that except me, and you're the only one I'm allowing to call me Lou, it could be like...our thing I guess." Louis shrugged his shoulders as his cheeks turned into a light shade of pink.

I pinched his cheeks, "Okay Lou, you got it"

He put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to his body, "O-kay Darlin'"

I nervously laughed at the closeness of our two bodies, grabbing the remote I asked, "Wanna watch some tv with me till the losers come back?"

I couldn't exactly look up at him since his chin was resting on my head, but I felt him slightly nod.

I turned on the tv and pressed on "Grey's Anatomy" as the theme song came on. Wondering what the warm feeling in my chest meant.

A/N

sorry for such slow updates, somethings in my life has been pretty hectic, but I'll try and get back on track.

ALSO OMG - LOUIS OPENED MY DM'S AND SAW THE PICTURES/SELFIES I SENT HIM BAHAHAHA.

anyways hope you're having a great day luvs :)

- jules