I sat on this couch, curled up against Justin’s chest. It’s Friday night, so Justin invited a few of his buddies over for a private screening of 22 Jump Street. He had managed to get a copy from Channing Tatum at the premier. Unfortunately that morning I had woken up feeling achy, and by now I was battling a full blown head cold. Justin had resisted following through with his plans tonight, so we compromised on his buddies coming over. There was always the risk that they would catch what I had, but they had all been smart and gotten the flu shot when it came out.
"Bro, mind if I grab a monster?" Za asked, opening Justin’s mini fridge.
"Sure" Justin replied.
"Anyone else want anything?" Za questioned, grabbing his drink. The guys shook their heads, not moving their eyes from the screen.
"Sel?" Justin looked down at me. "Want something?"
"No thanks" I responded, closing my eyes and cuddling deeper into Justin’s chest.
"Babe, you’ve barely eaten or drank anything today. You’re gonna get dehydrated. At least some water" he replied.
"Fine" I groaned. Seconds later I felt Justin holding a the lid of the water bottle against my lips. I took a small sip, letting the fluid run down my raw throat. After a few sips, I needed to breathe so I pulled away.
"Good girl" Justin smiled, recapping the water and putting it on the floor in front of us. I settled into Justin once again, feeling him wrap a woolly blanket around me. Slowly, I let myself lose consciousness and slip into dream land.
"That was a good movie" Ryan remarked, leaning back in his chair.
"Yeah, I really like it" Za agreed. We sat around chatting until we were sleepy. I stood up, picking Selena up bridal style. I carried her up to our room and laid her down on the king sized bed.