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It wasn't much later until Adams dad arrived.  He had been parking the car.  Just like I had guessed, Adams dad was exceptionally handsome.  I could deffinately tell where Adam got his good looks from.  For hours we just talked and talked, I told them everything they needed to know about this city, how the school was, where to go buy shoes, and everything that came out of my mouth, they all payed very close attention to, I was beginning to get self-concious.  They told me that at the house they had the guest room set up and that I would be allowed to go back to my old house and gather my things.  I was actually rather sad when they had to leave.

"Thanks for coming to see me, I really appreciate it!" I smiled at them.

"Ofcourse we would! We'll see you and Adam home tommorow morning!  Goodbye dear.."Adams mom grinned and then hugged me, even though Adams arms were tight around me.  Eh, the pressure on my stitches somewhat hurt.  I winced.

"Oh! I'm sorry, that must hurt.."she frowned.  I faked a smile, it really did hurt.

"I'm fine, really, thanks for everything though, and have a safe trip home!" I said as I gave her a not as "tight" hug once more.  She smiled then walked out the door, closing the door on her way out.

I let out a large amount of air.  The pain was slowly fading from her hug, I guess I'd have to be more careful.  I removed Adams hands around my waist, ignoring his questioning stare.  I lifted my shirt up and examined the amount of stitches I had.  2, 4, 6, 8, 12! twelve stitches! I had never had stitches before, so this was kind of overwhelming.  A queasy feeling grew in my stomache and I began to get dizzy. 

"I thi-ii-think I need to lay down.."  I started to walk twoards the bed, but was quickly wrapped with Adams arms because I began to sway and stumble.

"Looks like you need a little help there babe, you don't look too good, do you want me to ca-"I put my finger to his lips.  Putting my other hand on my stomache.  

"Bat-bathroom."I mumbled.  He nodded his head and quickly swooped me up in his arms, carrying me to it.  Adam opened the door and put me down.  I searched around.  I found what I was looking for and let everything out.  Tears formed in my eyes. Adam was holding my hair back and wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Shhh, it's ok Jordan, I'm here, just let it go."His words were somewhat comforting.  I lifted my hair up and grabbed the nearest towel I could.  Thankfully I had found the toilet, it would have been worse if I had thrown-up in a sink.  

"I'm ok..just that made me sick, looking at the stitches, the scar it's going to leave...It was all just too much for me." I sucked in a large amount of air.  Adams arms were around me, more caution now.  

"Don't worry too much about it.  I'm sure it won't be that bad of a scar.  Do you need anything?Water? A toothbrush? or how bout a kiss?"he grinned.

"Maybe I should brush my teeth-"I was quickly cut off thanks to his gorgeous lips.