imagines (dua lipa)

18 (f)

your pov:
it was almost midnight. i had just got home from the mall. dua couldn't come with me because she had a music video to shoot. i slipped off my shoes and called duas name.

"dua!!!" i yelled from downstairs.

-no answer-

"dua i'm home!!!!" i yelled again.

-no answer-

i turned on my phone and facetimed her instead. after like 30 seconds of ringing, she finally answered.

*phone conversation*
you: dua?
dua: hiiii

she moaned it, she didn't say it normally. i knew something was wrong.

you: where are you i called your name like a million times?
dua: i'm in bed, i don't feel well.
you: oh shit... what's wrong.
dua: i think i'm sick, can you check?
you: ok i'm coming upstairs, do you want water or something?
dua: yes please but put in a bottle not a cup.
you: okayyyyy
*end of conversation*

i filled a thermos with water so that it stays cold. dua usually only likes cold water. i took it upstairs and delivered it to her in bed.

"oh my god dua, you're so red!" i said.
"my head hurtsssss" dua groaned.
"here take this water," i gave dua the water and put my hand on her forehead.
"damn dua, you're burning up!" i exclaimed.
"what is it.." dua asked.
"103.4 degrees!" i told dua.
"ugh i hate my lifeeeee" dua whined.
"do you only have a headache or do you have a stomach ache or....." i said.
"i feel like i'm gonna throw up and then die" dua moaned.
"here drink the water." i pushed the water more towards dua.
"thanks love" dua said.
"are you cold or hot right now?" i asked dua.
"i'm hot as FUCK" she said.

i lowered the thermostat and got a bowl form downstairs to put beside her at night, in case she... you know.. threw up.

a note from the writer: i have emetophobia so i have a stomach ache writing this lmao.

"here i'm putting this bowl on the floor beside you in case you throw up okay?" i asked dua.
"yes... thanks" dua said.
"you should get some sleep dua" i told her.
"okay i guess" she said as she sounded so tired.

me and dua change in front of eachother all the time so i got my pajamas out and took off my dirty clothes.

"i wish i was sick so then we could have sex" dua said.
"i wish" i answered.

i finished changing into my pajamas and turned off the lights. i walked to our bed and sat right beside dua. i pet her head as she fell asleep.

"you're the best girlfriend y/n" dua whispered.
"love you" i said.
"love you too" dua answered.

she fell asleep a few minutes later.

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the next morning....

i opened my eyes and turned around to see dua gone. i picked up my phone to check the time and it said, 8:07 am. dua is never up that early so i knew something was wrong. i got up and turned of the lights. she wasn't in the bedroom, either was the bowl i left her in case she threw up. i walked down the stairs and saw dua witting with dexter and giving him treats.

"hey babe, why are you up so early?" i asked dua in a soft voice because i was tired as hell.
"couldn't sleep" dua frowned.
"damn, did you throw up at night?" i asked dua in a disgusted face because she knew that i had a phobia of it.
"twice" dua replied.
"oh shit, do you think you need to go to the doctor?" i said.
"please no" dua said as she has a fear of doctors.
"dua you're 25, you can't have a fear of doctors anymore" i told dua.
"don't mention it y/n, the fear will never go away" dua said.
"whatever, do you want anything to eat, or water, or something?" i questioned.
"no thanks"
dua could barely function, i had never seen her so sick. i sat down next to her and hugged her. she felt so warm and cozy, even though i knew she felt like shit.

"you should eat" i told dua.
"later..." dua suggested.
"when did you wake up?" i said.
"at like.... 7:45 or something" dua said.
"ok, do you want medicine?" i said.
"i took some like 2 seconds before you came down." dua said, she was mumbling very thing she said though.
"dua, you know you can cry if you want, you sound like you wanna cry" i said.
"thanks" dua said as she bursted into tears.
"come here" i frowned at dua.

she hugged me and i held her in my arms to calm her.

"i feel like total ass" dua cried.
"you'll be okay" i said as i kissed her head.
"i don't think i will" dua said.
"youre so cute dua" i laughed.
"no you are" dua mumbled.
"you don't need to say it back, i can tell that you are struggling to talk." i suggested.
"whatever" dua said.
"sit up for a second" i said.

dua sat up and looked at me.

"i love you" i said.
"love you too" dua said back.

i kiss her and smiled. i didn't think i would get sick because i slept in the same ass bed as her and i felt fine.

note from writer: woahhhhhh! you guys have voted soooo much! thank youuuu!