Chapter 17

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"Voila, pleasurable indeed. Oh yeah, satisfy my need. Alright, how I long to be. My soul on fire and my spirit free."

Chapter 17
Andrea's pov

I woke up to a very pleasurable sight. The sight of Zach Cowen shirtless.

Have you caught a cold or somma?

I sneeze confirming my subconscious' question.

I think I have caught a cold.

"Are you okay?" Zach asks as he notices I'm awake.

"I think...." I begin to speak but I sneeze again.

"What time is it?" I ask him.

"Its 7:45." He confirms looking at his watch.

"Oh shit. I need to get to school why didn't you wake me?" I ask.

"Oh no no no. You are not going anywhere Andrea." He avoids my previous question.

"But I need to go school. My mother will kill me if she found out I was bunking." I let him know of the consequences.

"Well, your mother already knows you stayed the night since mamá told her. I don't think she would mind if you stay here since you are sick." He says as he pulls out his phone.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm texting your mother to let her know that you've caught a cold and that you won't be going school today." He says.

"All this is your fault. If you never threw that ice water down my back then I wouldn't be sick." I speak.

"This is all your fault. Who eats ice cream in winter? Winter!" He asks as it was coming towards the end of November and the temperature was dropping gradually.

Keeping in mind all this happened whilst he was shirtless.

I continue to admire his physique until he notices and puts a shirt on in order to tease me.

"Ok, you need to get some rest." He says as he pulls the blanket over me and tucks a strand behind my ear.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"To make you some soup." He says in a 'duh' tone.

Did he really just say he was going to make me some soup?

"But I don't want you to look after me. You'd probably poison the soup or something." I honestly reply.

"Can't I just to home. It's right next door." I say pointing at the window.

"Nope." He says as he prevents me from getting up.

"What about your mother, let alone mine. They both would kill me if they found out you were skiving too." I say trying to get out.

"Please." I pout.

"Ok then, you can go." He gives in.

I quickly jump out of his bed and climb through the window to get to my room.

"Thank you." I scream jumping into my covers.

"You're still bunking?" He asks lifting an eyebrow.

"Do I look sick?" I say which causes him to nod.

"Then I'm still skiving." I say as I wrap myself in my blanket.

"Good luck in school. " I say to him before I remember to text Mia that I'm not coming to school.

I grab my phone from my bedside table and text Mia letting her know she won't be graced with my beautiful face in school today.

I also quickly change into a pair of pyjamas so I feel comfortable.

Just as I was about to go to sleep I see Zach climbing into my room.

"If you're bunking then so am I. " He shuts the window.

"No you're not." I argue.

"Come on. You'll need somebody to look after you. Your parents are going to be at work. Jake is going to be at college and we all know he's not responsible enough to take care of you which leaves me as the only option left since Mia is already at school." He says leaving me with no choice.

"Ok, but let me sleep first and don't wake me up before ten or else I'm going to count to 5...If I get to three and you're still here I will crush your skull. If I get to four...I'll rip out all of your limbs, slowly. Then I'll cautetrize the stumps. If I get to five...then I'll throw your torso through that wall down 20 stories and then...then I'll jump down to see if you're alive. And if you are...I'll finish the job. Slowly." I threaten him before he bursts out laughing.

"Who lit the fuse to your tampon?" He asks.

"It fascinates me how you can make up such a detailed threat whilst your ill but you still can't seem to realise that your pyjamas are inside out." He laughs pointing at my star wars pyjamas which I had quickly changed into before he came.

Before I could speak my mother enters the room.

"Andy, if you need anything let me know. Ok sweetie?" She asks before I nod.

"And Zach, you better look after my daughter or I'll swipe your hardrive." My mother says before she missed me on the forehead and leaves.

"Now I know where your threats come from." He mutters.

"Anyways, remeber what I said. Do not wake me up before ten until then Adios." I say before I go to sleep.

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"Wake up Andrea." Zach wakes me as my head lashes in pain.

"I told you not to wake me up before ten." I scream at him.

"Its 11:43 you dimwit. Come on, you need to eat something." He says as he flings the duvet off of me.

I wrap myself in my duvets after I swiftly wear my Mickey mouse gown and trail behind him.

Just before he was about to leave I stretch my arms in his direction.

"Piggy back?" I pout at him.

"Go on then. Jump on." He bends down as I climb onto his back.

He walks down the stairs and makes his way to the kitchen before I jump off.

I quickly switch the kettle on and wait for it to brew.

Meanwhile, I grab a slice of lemon and squeeze it in the mug which I got from my grandma last Christmas.

I pour the boiling water in the cup followed by some honey, stirring it gently, and jump onto the couch as I snuggle back into my blankets.

The heat from the mug diffuses and radiates my frigid body.

I check my phone to see if I have any new notifications. I continue to scroll until I see that I have a few text messages from Cole.

"I was looking forward to seeing your face in school. However I hope you get well soon. If you need me at any time just call and I'll be there before you could sneeze."

I smile and text him back letting him know that I'm fine and that I miss him too before placing my phone back into my gown pocket.

"Zach, what are you doing in the kitchen?" I ask as I cough simultaneously.

"I'm making you soup." He answers.

"You'll probably burn the entire kitchen down. I bet you don't even know the difference between a spoon and a fork." I announce taking another sip of my hot lemon and honey water.

The truth is I don't know how to cook. The only thing I can make is pizza by just grabbing a frozen one out the freezer and throwing it in the oven alongside toast.

I walk back into the kitchen to place my now empty mug.

I enter and suddenly an aroma of spices hit me like a heatwave.

I could smell garlic, ginger;cocunut despite my blocked nose.

"I told you I could cook." He cockily replies.

"I should just marry you." I reveal.

"Glad to know that you love me." He responds.

"Now, go and pick a movie or something whilst I finish making this." He gestures to the delightful soup.

I place my mug in the sink and walk back into the lounge where I switch the T.V. on.

Nothing good was playing and I decided to just watch Tom and Jerry until Zach came bearing my soup.

Not long after, he came into the lounge with a bowl of soup in his hands and handed it to me. I sniffed it once or twice to check that he really hadn't poisoned it.

"Voilà, spicy chicken thai soup." He hands me the bowl.

"I thought you're supposed to be Spanish not French. Don't go messing my languages up." I yell at him.

"aquí tienes mi Andrea." He says leaving me baffled.

"Was that better?" He lifts a brow.

"Just stick to French, papi." I say not realising what I had just said.

"Nope. No. You know I didn't mean it like that." I defend myself.

"Just eat your soup, dama and then you'll start calling me papi." He winks.

The soup smelt like heaven. I lifted the spoon to my mouth and devoured in order to consume everything.

"So...?" He asks.

"So....let's watch a movie." I tease as I tell him to go grab the DVD's from the cabinet.

He returns with abundance of DVD's and begins to rummage through them.

"So what do you want to watch? The notebook?" He teases.

"I was thinking more along the lines of final destination but if you want to watch that then by all means we can." I affirm taking another spoonful of the soup, savouring every moment.

"I didn't take you as a horror fan." He confirms.

"What did you take me as then?" I ask wanting to know his first impression.

"I thought you were a stuck up girl who was more into chick flicks, well now I know that's not true." He looks through the DVD's.

"You should never judge a book by its cover." I quote.

"Says the one." He chuckles.

"I bet you thought I was an egotistical bad boy who has his head stuck up his ass." He guesses correctly.

"And I still think you are just the head is beginning to find its way out the ass." I take another spoonful of the soup.

"Glad to know I'm loved." He laughs as he throws his legs over mine and we begin to watch the movie.

We were in a very awkward position as out legs were tangled and my head was now resting on his chest.

We were half way into the movie and my cold was beginning to fade due to the soup.

We continued to watch the movie until Zach's mobile phone rang.

He looked at the unknown caller and got up.

"Sorry, I've got to take this." He gets up and steps into the corridor.

I tried my best to keep my focus on the movie but I couldn't since I could practically hear Zach's voice echoing throughout the house.

"What do you mean she's not getting better? You said the medication was working." He screamed.

"I'll be there in a couple of weeks. Just try to look after her until then. Please." He begs until he puts the phone down and returns.

"Are you okay?" I ask once he takes a seat not wanting to pry.

You already did by listening to his conversation.

I swear if my subconscious doesn't start minding its own buisness then I'm.....actually I'm too sick for threats right now.

"Yeah. Lets get back to the movie." He says as he increases the volume.

The movie continues to play but in my mind my attention was nowhere near the movie but it was on the phone call.

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A/N

Holy mother of Jesus. Cliffhanger. Also, did you notice that I updated. Again.

*Mentally congratulates myself*

Well I hope your guys' 2018 is good so far and do comment your new years resolutions.

QOTD: Who do you think Zach was talking about on the phone?

I also wanted to ask are my chapter lengths good or are they too short?

Also, if any of you are willing to make a book cover for my story or you know anyone then please do because I can't really make good covers.

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