Harry Styles' Personal Spy

Part 9

After finishing the whole box of Ritz crackers, I was still starving. What the hell is wrong with me? Am I sick? 

It was about 7:45 by the time I was about to die of starvation. I don't think a sickness can make you deathly hungry after eating so much. Hold on.... 

Back in Switzerland was the same thing. I was on a mission with Jeremy when I woke up one day so very hungry even after eating everything. Jeremy had told me that I needed to go home and he could call Genevieve to fill in for me. But I wouldn't let that happen. I found out I had been given a pill that made me incredibly hungry. I honestly couldn't move without aching. I threw up the pill when I got food poisoning.  

So now that means I have to throw up this pill.....oh gross.  

I lazily walk to the bathroom and kneel over the toilet. I wince at what I was going to do.  

I stuck my fingers into my mouth and tried to find my gag reflex. This is disgusting. I hear a creek from the door and immediately jump up.  

"Calm down its only me." Harry says entering the bathroom.  

"What do you want?" I ask impatiently.  

"Just wondering why you're trying to throw up." He says curiously.  

"Erm....I was feeling sick so I thought throwing up would make me better." I said. I needed to get this thing out before it digests.  

"You know there's this medicine I used to take. It'll make you barf immediately." He offered.  

"Where is it?" I ask.  

"Come with me." He says guiding me out of my room.  

He goes into his massive suite and tries to find the medicine.  

"Aha. Here it is." He takes out a white substance in bottle. That looks like rotten milk. "This'll heal your sickness while making you barf." 

"Thanks." I say taking the bottle with a disgusted face.  

"I'd stand right next to the toilet if I were you." Harry says.  

"Thanks for the advice." I say heading towards my room.  

I went straight for the bathroom. If this digested I could be hungry for a long time until, you know, it comes out the other end.  

I kneel over the toilet and open the bottle. I take a whiff of the substance and almost gag. I would just take it quickly.  

I take a deep breath and take a shot of the white liquid. Oh crap.... I instantly start barfing like crazy. I feel someone pull my hair away from my face.  

When I feel my stomach come to an ease, I see that I spat out some type of pill.  

"Are you all right?" Harry asks from behind me.  

"Oh yeah. Thank you." I reply.  

He hands me a handful of paper towels. I wipe of my mouth and flush the toilet.  

"Um, thanks for that. I'm feeling better now." I say. I actually did feel less hungry.  

"Great. So do you want to get breakfast?" Harry asks.  

"I'll pass." I say. "But I'll meet you down in there in 10 minutes." 

"Alright. See you." He says exiting my room. I shut the door and try to find something to wear. I could be casual but still professional.  

I come across with skinny jeans, a blazer, and a blouse. Perfect. I fix my morning hair and go to brush my teeth to get the smell of barf away.  

I go downstairs with my trusty sunglasses in hand. They were more than just blocking sun. They had radar, access to Internet, and night vision. Many other features but those didn't matter.  

I walk towards the table where all the boys are sitting.  

"It's Jennifer!" Louis yells happily with a full mouth.  

"Good morning love." Liam says politely with no food in his mouth.  

"Going to eat anything?" Niall asks me.  

"No I'm good." I say.  

"Do you want coffee at least?" Zayn asks me.  

"Yeah. I'll go get some." I say. I got up and went straight to the coffee machine. I needed my daily coffee.  

While waiting for the coffee, I see the boys muttering about something and they kept looking back at me. Huh?  

When my coffee was done and came back to the table, silence fell over them.  

"So what were you guys talking about?" I ask taking my seat.  

"Nothing." They all say at once.  

"No really what were you talking about?" I ask more seriously.  

"Nothing." They say once again in unison. Boys.  

"So Jennifer, where are you from in the USA?" Liam asks.  

"I was born in Jersey but I moved to New York City. But I also travel a lot." I say. They all look at me like I have 5 heads. "I'm from New Jersey." I answer more simple.  

"So what's on the agenda?" I ask as if I were talking to Cindy.  

"Well, we're going to go to a photo shoot, then an interview, and then we'll be going on a flight to NYC at night. We might be able to see your home." Zayn replies.  

"Yeah. Maybe." I say really hoping they forget that I live there soon. "So when does this photo shoot begin?" 

"It starts 10:00. It's 9:30 so we should go to the site right now." Liam says.  

"But I'm still eating." Niall whines.  

"Too bad. I need my hair and makeup to be flawless." Louis says getting up.  

As we left, I couldn't help but notice that Harry had not said a word. Is he okay? 

"Are you okay, Harry?" I ask.  

"Yeah. I'm fine." He says a bit too quickly. He was obviously lying. But I'm no therapist. Although I impersonated one in Moscow.  

Lets not bring that up. *shudders*

---------------------------------------------A/N: What up? I think this was a weird chapter. Like her throwing up and stuff. But this'll come back to you for sure so remember it. So comment, vote, and keep reading. Thanks