Kidnapped by my brother (Harry Styles)

Getting Sick

"Oh shit, Harry get her down to my office please."  I was still throwing up and having a hard time breathing. My sobbing had not subsided so all together the mix wasn't good. I was half choking on the vomit and half throwing/coughing it up.
"I can't do that Zayn she is still vomiting"  Harry was rubbing my back in attempt to calm me down. 
"Liam bring a bucket up to the bathroom. Now" Zayn yelled and then crouched down beside me. He placed his hand on my forehead and then brought two fingers down to my neck. Slightly pressing in a particular spot. Footsteps approached and a bucket was handed to zayn as well as a towel. Harry placed the towel of his shoulder and carefully but quickly picked me up once I had stopped vomiting. I felt the familiar sensation rise up my throat but luckily Zayn was standing behind harry with a bucket making sure I didn't vomit on the ground. He was carrying me like a small child. My legs wrapped around his waist while my arms found my way to around his neck. My head was leaning on his shoulder which was covered by the towel. Harry started to walk towards the bathroom door, Liam opening it for him. My crying had not stopped. It was the ugly crying though. The one with snot running out of my nose, tears not stopping, I started to get a feeling in the bottom of my stomach. It was definitely well known by now. I vomited into the bucket the zayn was carrying only getting a small amount on the towel. We kept walking until we reached the steps. The bumpiness of being on Harry's shoulder took another toll on my stomach, Zayn focusing on the steps he was walking down had not realised that I was going to throw up had moved the bucket slightly. I threw up all over the steps and on the towel yet again. Zayn jumped back quickly trying not to step in it. He jumped over the pool of vomit and raced infront of us. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs I was sat on a bed situated in the middle of the room. Everything seemed to be spinning, my breathing had increased and zayn was looking at me with worry evident in his eyes.
"Harry you're going to have to calm her down or I'm going to have to do it." Zayn said sternly while Harry looked over at me with a nervous expression planted on his face. 
"Your okay Jessie, you're okay just take a breath in and hold it for me. Can you do that?” But it was like my body wasn't in control anymore. I couldn't do anything. Suddenly the world stopped spinning and everything went black.