Me and Chris Evans

Chapter 22

[Amy's POV]

I had no idea why I threw up, but considering I did I picked myself of the cold bathroom floor and shuffled to my bedroom. I decided I was much in need of a duvet day. I slowly changed out of my jeans an baggy jumper I had been wearing for shopping, grimacing at the angry red marks the jeans left behind on my hips where they had been digging in and exchanged them for a comfy pair of grey sweatpants that were two sizes too big and a long white baggy top.

Grabbing my old laptop I crawled into bed and plugged my earphones into the computer. Thank god for Netflix on days like this. Settling for a comedy movie called "It's a boy/girl thing" I snuggled down under my covers and watched the film.

Two hours later I had finished the film. It was a great movie and I opened my word document that had all if the good films I had ever watched listed on it. just below "she's the man" I added it down.

Deciding I was very tired I left a quickly scribbled note on my door for Olly that read "feel ill, gone to bed, pizza in fridge :)" and went to bed again, not noticing all the texts from chris on my phone I fell asleep.

+++

Morning came all too soon and I groaned when I woke up, rolling over in bed to check the time. My phone had died over night so I quickly got up to charge it but a wave of nausea came over me and I had to run to the bathroom again.

What the hell was wrong with me. I thought back over what I had eaten as I hurled. I hadn't eaten much over the past few days so I don't think it was that. Coughing quietly I heard some footsteps hurriedly approaching the bathroom door.

"Am'ez are you ok?" My brother asked softly, using the old nickname he used to call me when we were kids. I nodded weakly then grimaced again as my brain felt like it was being pelted with bricks. "well you're clearly not ok, so come on back to bed with you I think"

He picked me up bridal style and I buried my head in his shoulder as he carried me back to my, now cold, bed.

Tucking me under the covers he quickly went out of the room and fetched me a paracetamol which I gratefully took and swallowed. I didn't have the energy to speak so I just curled up under my covers and fell back asleep, forgetting again to charge my phone.

When I woke up again the clock on my white washed wall said it was two in the afternoon. Sighing to myself I stood up and was relieved when I didn't feel the urge to throw up.

I remembered what Olly did for me this morning and made a mental note to postpone that discussion I needed to have with him. Smiling I walked out my room to be greeted by the delicious scent of waffles. I practically ran downstairs and into the kitchen only to find the guy that Olly was with yesterday standing in our kitchen in only a pair of, what I assumed to be Ollys, sweatpants.

Hearing me enter the spun around and smiled at me. He was gorgeous. "Hi I'm Amy, Ollys sister.... I'm uh sorry for, you know, interrupting yesterday," I stuttered nervously as his genuine smile widened. I was glad to see he didn't look offended.

"Oh don't worry about that, I know we kind of surprised you, after all this is your house."

"Oh no dont worry about it, I just didn't know Olly was... well gay"

"Oh I know he didn't either until I told him he was, he was confused shall we say. but don't worry he's still the same person"

"Oh I know. I'm totally fine with the whole thing, I was just surprised is all"

Me and Alec talked for the whole of breakfast and he seems like a perfectly nice, down to earth kind of guy. I'm glad my brother chose to date him. He seems to make Olly happy and that was enough for me.

+++

After breakfast waffles I ran a hand through my limp, greasy hair in disgust and decided I was in need of a long shower. I slowly trudged upstairs and grabbed two clean towels from my bathroom.

I hopped into the shower and waited for it to heat itself up enough so it wouldn't freeze me to death when I got in. Letting the hot water un-knot all the tension in my back I sighed in relief. Showers always helped me think.

As soon as I got out however I was freezing. I threw a towel on and practically sprinted back to my bedroom, closing the door as I went to my wardrobe. Considering I already went shopping I decided I didn't need to go any where today and pulled on a huge woollen cream jumper and a pair of black leggings. Finishing the look by tying my damp hair into a messy bun and throwing on some fuzzy slipper-socks I went downstairs to watch TV.

My phone was fully charged so I pulled it out of the charger plug and took It with me downstairs. Suddenly it flashed saying I had 7 missed calls and 12 texts from chris. I gulped guiltily as I realised I hadn't spoken to him for the past two days. I began typing quickly in response to his latest message that said "what's with the radio silence?"

A- baby I'm so sorry I didn't reply I have been really ill the past few days :( love you

C- Amy oh my god I was getting worried I thought you had fallen down a hole or something ;) sorry you're feeling bad. I'll call you later k babe <3

A- alright x

+++

A/n

Braces self for the hate comments m(._.)m

I'm sorry I'm a terrible updated but I'm on holiday now and will try an wrote as much as if can and when I get on wifi I'll upload. Sorry if it's short. I can't judge it very well on my phone

Any ways ily meatballs you're all fabullama and 11.55k that's insane thank you so much OMG

Fxnficaddict xx