"Keaton let's go bud. You're gonna be late," you called up the stairs to your son. You and Louis had two children together. Your daughter Ellie and older son Keaton. Ellie was already dressed and ready for school. She was sitting in the kitchen with Louis eating breakfast. Your son was running late as usual. He sluggishly came down the stairs making you raise an eyebrow. "Thanks for joining us," you teased. Keaton didn't respond. This wasn't normal for him. "Hey." you stepped in front of him making him look at you.
"I don't feel good," he told you dropping his eyes. Keaton was rarely sick so this got your attention right away.
"What's wrong buddy?" You asked putting your hand on his forehead feeling for a fever. He was a bit warm but nothing too serious.
"My head hurts, and my throat, and my stomach is kind of upset," he admitted.
"You do feel a bit warm. Do you want to try to eat and see if that helps?" Keaton shook his head.
"I just want to lay down. I'm a little dizzy," he told you. You rubbed your hand down his arm and nodded.
"That's fine bud. I'll call the school and tell them you're not coming. I need to get going though. I'll make sure dad knows what's going on." Keaton nodded before slowly walking back up the stairs. You felt bad for him. Keaton was 15 years old and a freshmen in high school but he was still your baby. He was definitely a Momma boy as well. You walked back into the kitchen and Louis looked up at you looking around for your son.
"Where's the boy?" He asked jokingly.
"He's not feeling well I sent him back to bed," you told him. Ellie rolled her eyes.
"He's probably faking," she scoffed. The kids relationship was like most brother sister relationship. Ellie was 12 and just starting to go into that sassy teenage phase.
"He's not faking Ellie that's not kind," you told her. She rolled her eyes again.
"Hey show your mom some respect. Don't roll your eyes," Louis scolded.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled. You weren't up for an argument with her this morning so you just accepted.
"I need to get going. I've got a long day. Can you call the school Lou and tell them Keaton is ill?" You asked looking at Louis.
"Sure thing," he nodded getting up to kiss you. "See you tonight."
"Bye guys, love you." With that you left for work.
"Guess I better call the school," Louis sighed pulling out his phone.
"Daddy he's faking. I heard him talking on the phone last night saying he didn't want to take his biology test today," Ellie told him. As much as Keaton was a Momma's boy Ellie was a Daddy's girl. Louis was skeptical. It wasn't like Keaton to fake sick but he also knew how much he hated biology.
"I'm sure he's not faking Ellie," Louis told her. She shook her head.
"I know he is. Nothing is wrong with him. He just fooled mom because he knew she'd believe him," she grumbled. "Go check on him I bet he won't fool you." Louis was still skeptical but he thought it wasn't a bad idea to go and check on him.
"I'll go check on him just to see if he needs anything." Louis stood up and made his way up the stairs. Keaton was curled up in a ball in his room. He was playing on his phone when Louis walked in. "Hey pal," Louis called. Keaton looked up at him. Louis studied his face. He physically looked fine.
