Intentions ~ SapnapxReader

Two Days to 20

~Y/n POV~

I woke up the next morning, a warm arm wrapped around my waist. I turned to face Nick, and admire his beauty up close. I reached my hand up and held his jaw, whilst my thumb traced over his lips. Eventually. my hand made it up to his soft hair, and I played with it. His eyes opened slightly, looking down at me. 

Y/n- Hey there, sleepyhead.

N- Hey, there, buttercup. My heart fluttered, knowing Nick was mine. His little pet names made me feel so special, a special I hadn't felt in a long time. He kissed my forehead, and promptly hid my face in his chest to hide my massive blush. He hugged me close, and I didn't want him to ever let go. Is this what a soulmate is? I question to myself, knowing I've never felt this way about anyone before.

N- You're so close to being 20, cutie. I groaned.

Y/n- I know, time flies. I somehow don't want to get older.

N- Why is that?

Y/n- Less time with the people I love. Less time with you.

N- Baby, you know I'm not going anywhere, right?

Y/n- Yes, and I love you for that.

N- I love you too, cutie. I finally stretch out of bed, my feet hitting the cool floor as I bring myself to a stand. I walk down the stairs with a yawn, and are greeted by two boys, chasing each other around with forks.

Y/n- You are literal children. STOP TRYING TO STAB EACH OTHER!

G- Y/N! HELP! Dream was chasing George.

Y/n- Clay, stop, or I won't make scones. Clay stopped in his tracks.

C- Scones, you say... 

Y/n- Yeah scones. What even prompted this?

G- I have no idea.

C- I was bored, I guess. I scoffed, walking into the kitchen. I started making the scones, and smelled sizzling bacon in a pan behind me. I usually loved the smell of bacon, but today, I couldn't handle it. I felt my self gagging back vomit, but couldn't hold it in. I sprinted to the bathroom, past Nick who was still laying in bed, and locked the bathroom door. I bent over the toilet, and threw up. I heard a knock on the door.

N- Y/n, are you alright?

Y/n- I-I'm fine, just felt a bit sick is all. I vomit more.

N- Babe, are you sure?

Y/n- Nick, I said I'm fine.

N- Alright, tell me if you need anything. I love you.

Y/n- I love you too, Bear. About 10 minutes later, I get up from the bathroom floor, and spray some air freshener. I brush my teeth, and walk back down to the smell of baking scones. I avoid looking at the bacon, because somehow that was triggering my senses to vomit. I look to my left, totally forgetting there was a bathroom on the ground floor. I'm a fucking genius. I roll my eyes at myself. I got a notification from my flo period tracker that my cycle started yesterday, but had only seen the notification now. I ignore it, and sit down to munch into a scone. 

C- Are you okay Y/n? Nick said you were throwing up.

Y/n- I'm seriously fine. It doesn't matter anyways. Just felt a little sick.

C- Alright. By the way, Y/n, you and I are going to spend some time together whilst Nick and George do some stuff. Is that okay?

Y/n- For sure! We can go to central London and go sightseeing.