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He sai d, “I’ll be fine, Li ly,” an d the n he star ted to mak e hi s pal let on the

floor. I told hi m to wai t the re an d the n I went to the kitche n an d poured hi m a
glas s of wat er. I found some medi cine in the cab inet. It was flu medi cine an d I
was n’t even sure if that ’s what was wrong with hi m, but I made hi m tak e some
an yway.
He lai d the re on the floor, curled up into a bal l, whe n, ab out hal f an ho ur
lat er he sai d, “Li ly? I thi nk I’m gonna need a tras h can .”

I jumped up an d grab bed the tras h can from unde r my de sk an d knelt do wn
in front of hi m. As soon as I set it do wn, he hu nche d over it an d star ted
throwing up.
God, I felt bad for hi m. Be ing so sick an d not hav ing a bat hroom or a bed
or a ho use or a mothe r. All he ha d was me an d I di dn ’t even know what to do
for hi m.
Whe n he was finishe d, I made hi m dr ink some wat er an d the n I told hi m to

get on the bed. He refused, but I was n’t hav ing it. I put the tras h can on the
floor next to the bed an d made hi m move to the bed.
He was so ho t an d shak ing so bad I was just scared to leav e hi m on the
floor. I lai d do wn next to hi m an d ever y ho ur for the next six ho urs he
continued getting sick. I kept hav ing to tak e the tras h can to the bat hroom to
empty it out. I’m not gonna lie, it was gross. The grossest night I’ve ever had,

but what else could I do ? He neede d me to he lp hi m an d I was al l he had.
Whe n it cam e time for hi m to leave my room thi s morning, I told hi m to go
bac k to hi s ho use an d I’d be over to che ck on hi m before scho ol. I’m surprised he
even had the energy to craw l out of my windo w. I left the tras h can next to my
bed an d wai ted for my mom to come wak e me up. Whe n she di d, she saw the
tras h can an d immedi at ely he ld her han d to my forehe ad. “Li ly, are you okay ?”
I groan ed an d sho ok my he ad. “No. I was up al l night sick. I thi nk it’s over

now, but I hav en’t slept.”
She picked up the tras h can an d told me to stay in bed, that she ’d cal l the
scho ol an d let the m know I was n’t coming. After she left for work, I went an d
got Atlas an d told hi m he could stay with me at the ho use al l day. He was still
getting sick, so I let hi m use my room to sleep. I’d che ck on hi m ever y hal f ho ur
or so an d final ly around lunch he stopped throwing up. He went an d took a

sho wer an d the n I made hi m some soup.
He was too tired to even eat it. I got a blan ket an d we both sat do wn on the
couch an d covered up togethe r. I do n’t know whe n I star ted feeling comfor tab le
enough to snuggle up to hi m, but it just felt right . A few minutes lat er, he