It's the 8th of December and its Monday. You are supposed to go to school, but you unexpectedly got sick. You texted your best friend about that, and she tell Dean, who is your crush, but you dont know that he actually has a crush on you too, and obviously your best friend know everything.

You are in your bed feeling like crap when you hear your mother, who is supposed to go at her hospital shift, talking to someone, and you reconoize Dean's deep voice.

After some minutes, your room door swings open, and on the doorframe there's Dean standing with two bags and another bag of the pharmacy, and he looks dead worried.

"Hey, princess. How you feeling?"

he asks gently as he puts the bags on your nightstand and sits down on the edge of your bed.