Sweet Gentle Ice

Medicine

I was falling sick, i texted Zayne that i can't come to watch movie together with him. When i starting to continue rest, the door bell ringing. Who came knocking on the door was Zayne. Initially he looked upset, he instantly knew he had to help.

"Where's your medicine?" Zayne asks as he pours a cup of water for me.

"My medicine is in front of my eyes now" i answer, I forced a smile with my eyes heavy.

Zayne chuckled at my response before smiling warmly at me.

"Stay here, I'll be right back."

When he leaves the room, i can't help but stare at his gorgeous physique as he exits the room. His broad shoulders and toned arms were perfect.

He returns to the room carrying two packs of medicines. One for pain killers and the other for fever treatment. After setting them down on the table.

"Take two of each," Zayne orders as he looks at me concerned.

"No, I won't" I cover my mouth with my two hand.

"Please take them, they'll help with your fever," Zayne pleads as he looks at me with a worried face. He wants to make sure that i get well soon.

"No"  I confirmed again.

Zayne sighed. He was never good with taking care of sick people. Maybe a little persuading from him would get me to take my medicine.

"I'll cook dinner for us tonight if you take those pills," Zayne offers. He was willing to bend over backwards to see me well.

"I can't take my medicine" I shook my head.

Zayne's eyes narrowed. He couldn't believe that i was acting stubborn when i clearly needed to take those medicines.

"Why can't you take them?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

"Because i don't like those pills, taste no good, and...." she continue looked at in disgust. "....unhealthy"

Zayne couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he hid his frustration. He didn't really know how to deal with someone who was being stubborn.

"They don't taste good because they aren't supposed to...and they aren't unhealthy either. Why won't you just take them?" Zayne sighed.

"No, No Way!" I shook my head again.

Zayne sighed again, his patience running thin. "Look at me." 

When i look at him, he stares at me angrily.

"Those pills will help with your fever. So take them." He sternly ordered me.

"I want to make my body stronger without medication and I want to make my body's immunity increase well"

"Can you stop acting like a child for one second? You need to take those pills."

Zayne's voice was sharper than before and he meant every word of what he was saying.

"I want to be like this, not relying on drugs to get my body used to being stronger!"

Zayne was about to argue against my ridiculous statement but it was useless. I was stubborn as hell and wasn't listening to any logic.

"Fine, be stubborn. I hope you get worse." He rolled his eyes again and storms out of the room. He's tired of trying to make me take those pills.

I feel very sensitive when my body is weak. Then I cried seeing him go.

When Zayne hears me cry, he stops in his tracks. He felt bad for being rude to me. Maybe he was pushing it a little too much.