Bipolar

Chapter 34

"Harry!" I yell wanting him to come upstairs to change the movie because I didn't feel like getting up and I was sick. "What, Jade?" He sighs in frustration, running a hand through his messy, long hair.

"Can you can change the movie?" I ask pointing to the DVD player. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" He yells causing me to jump. "You couldn't just get up and do it yourself?!" He screams at me and I feel the tears brim my eyes.

"No! I won't do it! You can get up and do it yourself!" He yells and I nod weakly and he huffs going back downstairs. I start sobbing and hide under the blankets. He's such an asshole sometimes, and it makes me so mad.

I stop crying and get up to change the movie, but my stomach feels not so good, so I run to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet. I vomit until I couldn't anymore. It was now in my hair and on my mouth and it was just not good. I groan and wipe my mouth with my hand then start the shower because I was disgusting. I haven't showered in like three days, so I think it was time for one now.

I strip out of my clothes slowly and then step into the bathtub and sit down. Yeah, I'm taking a bath, not a shower, deal with it. I wash myself off as I hear a knock on the door. "Jade?" Harry says quietly in a raspy voice causing me to start crying again. He always wants to apologize and he doesn't even mean it, does he?

"Go away, Harry! Just go away." I cry quietly to myself and it grows quiet, he left. I'm glad though, I didn't want to speak with him right now.

After bathing I dress into a pair of grey sweatpants, a t-shirt, and my fuzzy socks, because fuzzy socks are amazing. I go downstairs to grab a bowl of cereal but harry stood leaning over in the fridge looking for something to eat leaving me to just stare at his ass, I didn't mind though. I grab the cereal box and wait to get the milk from the fridge.

I open the fridge and snatch the milk when Harry finally went over to the stove. "Hey, look, I'm sorry." Harry says as I shake some of the cereal into a bowl. I begin laughing and look at him. Is he serious?

"No, you're not. You need help Harry." I tell him being honest. "For fucks sake Jade! I want to get better!"

"Then get help!" I say and he breathes heavily then throws the cereal box at the wall. I stay quiet as I pour the milk in the bowl, he was kinda scaring me, but I know he wouldn't hurt me, right?

"Please stop." I whisper then run into his arms, he doesn't hug me until after a few seconds. "I'm sorry, Jade. I really am." He kisses my head. "I'm going to get help, trust me." He whispers and I smile weakly looking up at him. "I want you to, not for me, but for yourself." I say and kiss him, his hand caresses my cheek, mine on his shoulders. His kiss makes me feel so exciting and giddy like I just rode a roller coaster.

"You're probably sick now." I laugh and he sighs totally forgetting I was sick. "Your mouth did taste gross." He says and I roll my eyes playfully. I brushed my teeth after I threw up, so it shouldn't taste that bad.

"Come on, let's go be sick together." Harry says picking me up bridal style and I cuddle my head into his chest feeling extremely happy, even though I was still sick.

Harry sits me down on the bed and I scoot under the covers allowing some room for him as he puts a dvd into the tv for us to watch. He decides on Up, which is one of my favorite movies ever. "Your grandpa literally looks like Carl." Harry laughs and I agree laughing. "He does though!" I laugh some more which kills my throat.

"Jade, if you don't get better I'm taking you to my doctor." Harry says and I widen my eyes. "Wait, do you have to go?" I ask and he furrows his eyebrows looking confused to why I would ask this. "..yeah, why?" He asks me. "Uh, no reason." I shrug and lean my head on his chest hearing his heartbeat and the tv at the same time.

"Okay." Harry whispers unsure of what was going on. I just don't want Harry to see my weight if we do go, I'll be too embarrassed because I'm not skinny and I've always been self conscious about my body.

I wake up sweating and needing to throw up, which is not a very comfortable situation. I had no idea what time it was, but it was dark and Harry was sleeping peacefully beside me, so I didn't want to wake him up. I run to the bathroom and throw up in the toilet, I don't need to describe it, it's just disgusting.

"Babe?" I hear Harry say walking in rubbing his eyes tiredly, aww, he was so cute. I suddenly throw up and Harry rushes over to me and bends down pulling my hair back so I wouldn't get chunks of vomit in my hair.

Harry rubs my back and I finally stop vomiting. "I'm taking you to see a doctor today." Harry says and I sigh nodding. "Alright." I whisper, my voice scratchy from just throwing up. Harry gets up and grabs a washcloth, runs it under the faucet, then wipes off my mouth. "Thanks." I smile weakly and he nods kissing my forehead.

"It's only three, let's go back to sleep." Harry says and I nod getting up with the help from him and then crawl back into bed.

"Jade, wake up," Harry says shaking my shoulders and I groan slipping under the blankets. "I'm all better." I say and Harry starts laughing. "You sound like Darth Vader." He says and I gasp hitting his chest. "Shut up, Kermit the frog!" I say then start laughing again along with Harry. "I don't even sound like him! What the hell?" Harry laughs and I giggle. "I know, but I had to have a comeback." I say and he laughs some more.

"It wasn't even a good one." Harry says and I shove him over and straddle him. "You're such a butt." I say and Harry smiles like a dork. "I know, but I'm your butt. Wait, what?" He says causing me laugh. I love when we just act stupid and laugh like idiots, it's just makes me really happy.

"I'm not your butt. But, your butt is sexy and quite big." Harry says making me giggle. "Quite big? Are you trying to act smart?" I ask him and he gasps. "I'm not acting, I am smart." He says poking my chest lightly and I playfully roll my eyes. "Okay, let's get ready." I say out of the blue and Harry nods getting up.

I take a shower feeling a bit better to at least stand in the bathtub. I wash my body extremely well because I felt sticky and gross, which is disgusting. I finish rinsing off and then get out to dry my body.

"Jade?" Harry says knocking on the door and I tell him it's okay to come in. "I brought you your clothes." He says smiling and I thank him. "Do you need help getting dressed?" He asks me and I shake my head. "No, I'm good, but thanks." I smile and kiss his cheek holding the towel tight around my body.

"Okay, well, we have to leave in thirty minutes, so hurry up." He tells me and I nod as he leaves shutting the door behind him. I drop the towel and put on my undergarments then change into my grey sweatpants and a baby blue jumper, does this even match? I don't care, I'm just going to see a doctor.

I slip on my vans and then pull my hair up into a messy bun then apply some Chapstick to my chapped lips, because it's winter and I'm sick.

"Okay, let's go." I say rubbing my eyes then looking at the clock, 8:32, ugh. It's too early for this crap. "Okay, love." Harry says and I look at him weirdly. "Don't say it like that, honey bunches." I smile like an idiot and he laughs.

"Shut up. Let's go." He says holding my hand as we leave his house and into the car.

a/n: I feel like this is longer than usual. yay? I seriously need Harry Styles in my life.