~October 15th, 2013~
Melissa’s POV
I shot my eyes open and I looked around the room noticing it was still dark outside. I moaned and looked at the nightstand clock which of course says 4:44. I close my eyes and try to fall back asleep but I feel weird and different. I slowly sank off the bed and went downstairs clutching my stomach. I feel nauseous yet hungry. I took out some eggs and made scrambled eggs and ate them slowly. I still felt nauseous yet it passed over. I enjoyed my eggs until I just felt like puking. I sprinted to the bathroom and threw up. I kept gagging and feeling the queasiness go away and come back.
“Make up your mind!” I growled to my stomach.
I left the bathroom and cleaned up my mess from the kitchen. I heard groaning and I slowly walked up to the room to find Harry rolling around. I laughed at the scene and went downstairs. I saw a chest in the back corner of the kitchen and I went over to it. I opened it to find our technology. I wanted to talk to someone right now but for Harry I’ll ignore this. I closed the chest and went into the living room hoping to watch TV. Nope it wouldn’t turn on. He was serious on no technology. I put on a sundress and went outside and walked along the beach. It was so calm out here to see the waves crashing and going. I felt safe and happy here and I wouldn’t want to leave. I heard Harry groan again and I ran upstairs and he was awake walking to the bathroom. I laughed silently and hid in the closet by the bathroom. I cracked the door open and saw him leave the bathroom. I jumped out and scared him.
“BOO!” I screamed.
“OH MY GOD!” Harry said falling onto the floor staring at me.
I fell to the ground laughing and holding my sides. He stood up slowly making sure I wasn’t going to do anything else. He helped me up and I could tell he was wide awake now.
“I can’t believe you did that!” he whined.
“I still can’t believe you screamed like a girl!” I said holding my sides still. “I can’t breathe!”
“Shut up! You can to breathe!” he yelled.
We went back downstairs and he started making eggs for us.
“Harry, I already ate.” I said.
“Oh, okay.” He said before cracking more eggs. “How you feeling?”
“Nauseous. Full. Tired. Weak.” I said.
“Hmm, hey you should try taking a test today.” He said.
“I should!” I ran to my bag and took out a test and I looked up at the calendar and I frowned at it. “Harry!” I yelled.
