Sickness
Jessica's POV: When we made it home David was waiting on the porch for us. He ran to my side opened the door and helped me out. He also touched my forehead to make sure I was sick either. He ended up picking me up princess style and carried me into the house. He brought to my room setting me down on my bed. “I’ll give you some privacy while you get changed. Just knock on your door when your done,” I nodded my head. He left my room and I grabbed a pair of gray sweat pants and white, noodle strap tank top and my grey zip up hoodie. I put on my slipper socks and then knocked on my door. David came back in holding my head in his hands. Concern coloring his facial features. “Are you okay?” He asked me concern just melted into his voice.
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