Gerard was never the type of person to fall sick easily but here he was, on his bed, helpless and needy. the other day, he was out in the rain, playing rugby with the boys and fell sick

He was resting on his bed when there was a knock on his room door. The door slowly opens and you enter his room with a smile

"Hey, are you feeling better?"

You ask. wanting more of your attention, Gerard replies

"No - I feel so sick right now"

He pouts. You smile as you make your way over to the edge of his bed and sat down, moving your hand to touch his forehead to check his temperature. He was still burning up but getting better