We met up with the others around 12:30 and walked back to the car. My arm was linked with Luke's and I was leaning on him while walking. I closed my eyes, letting him lead me. Of course Windseeker was at the back of the park.
"Lauren you look like you're about to fall asleep," Calum laughed lightly. I nodded, my eyes still closed.
"Get on my back," Luke told me. I slowly shook my head no, rejecting him.
"No, you're getting on my back Lauren," Luke commanded. I opened my eyes and unhooked our arms. He bent down and I hopped on his back. My head rested on his shoulder, my face buried in the crook of his neck. I could smell his cologne mixed with sweat from the burning sun earlier. It wasn't long until the light breeze and Luke's movements put me to sleep.
. . .
I sat up quickly, waking from my slumber. My head pounded as I looked around to see a dark hotel room, Luke and Calum on either side of me on the bed. My stomach gurgled and I knew exactly what was about to happen.
I hurriedly crawled over Luke, not caring if I woke him up, and ran into the pitch black bathroom. I searched for the light, then my head went into the toilet. Why is it always me getting sick? I lifted my head out of the toilet and quickly flushed down what came out of my stomach so I don't puke at the sight of that. I wiped the inexorable tears that fell down my face. I heard shuffling behind me and saw Luke and Calum standing in the doorway.
"You alright?" Luke asked as he came over and bent down to my height.
"No, my heads pounding, I just threw up, and I don't feel well," I managed to whisper. Luke lightly brushed my bangs off my face and gently pressed the back of his hand to my forehead.
"You're burning up! I wish we had a thermometer to check your temperature," He sighed as he pulled his hand away from my face. I closed my eyes and felt my head get light. My head ended up back in the toilet as my stomach erupted. Luke made a make-shift ponytail for my hair with his fingers. He gently rubbed my back, letting me puke my guts out in the most comfort I could possibly have.
. . .
I've been sitting in this damn bathroom pretty much all night. I feel bad for Luke because he's sleeping in the bathtub. That must be so uncomfortable. Calum went back to bed shortly after I puked the first time. I have inspected this bathroom so many times I could close my eyes and identify everything. I don't even know what time it is or if it's light out because there are no windows either.
I felt the same damn feeling I've felt all night and leaned over the toilet, gagging but nothing coming out. It must be all out of my system. Luke's eyes fluttered open and quickly climbed out of the bathtub and came to my side, rubbing my back.
"I'm fine Luke. It's out of my system," I told him as he leaned up against the bathtub. The spot I was sitting in started to get too warm and I moved over to the cooler tiles. It sent a shiver up my spine but it felt good. I was startled when the door was flung open to reveal Michael. I let out a breath I involuntarily sucked in and Michael looked at me confused.
"I don't feel well," I sighed, rubbing my temples. He nodded an understanding nod.
"Well, can you get out for a bit so I can pee?" He asked me. I nodded and nudged Luke who fell back asleep. He lifted his head and rubbed his eyes while yawning.
"Mate I have to piss, leave please," Michael told Luke. He stood up and pulled me up with him, grabbing a trash can and walking out of the room, my hand in his. He sat me in a desk chair and placed the trash can right next to my feet. Luke walked back over to the bed and crashed next to Calum. I feel bad, he had to stay up with me.
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Who Knew? // 5SOS [ #Wattys 2015 ]
FanfictionNo one knows everything about anything. Somebody may think that, but let's face it, people have secrets. Lauren, a thirteen year old innocent child, definitely did not know anything about what was going to come after she was born. Her mom dying, her...