Forelsket [{V.H}]

37

April 19th

4:55 am

June

"Yea I can't come to the gym today... I just don't feel good..."

I sit up off my pillow my eyes blurry with sleep and because I'm not wearing contacts. I blink to focus on Vinnie walking out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

I sigh heavily and lay my head back down. I feel myself start to float, letting me know I'm about to fall back asleep but I shoot up out of bed when I hear the sound of Vinnie throwing up.

I stumble out of the bed and go straight to the bathroom door. I turn the knob but it's locked, he fucking locked the door.

"Babe." I knock softly, "Are you okay?"

He doesn't answer, he just gags again, the sound of liquid hitting liquid reassuring me that he at least made it to the toilet.

I press my forehead against the door when he chokes softly, my fist against the wood ready to knock again.

"Can I come in please?" I ask as I shift from foot to foot.

"Yea." His voice is weak, but at least he responded.

I back up and go to my bedroom door, turning the knob and opening the door swiftly. I walk down the hall to the bathrooms other door and open it.

I step into the bathroom and find him leaning against his arm with it on the seat of the toilet.

I quietly walk over to him and lower myself down, balancing on just my feet with my arms  folded in front of myself. My bathroom is cooler than the rest of my apartment, making goosebumps raise on my bare legs and arms.

After Vinnie crashed, I took a shower and washed my face. Then I climbed into bed in just a pair of underwear and a tshirt. It was the best kind of sleep, the type where as soon as your head hits the pillow you're out like a light.

It probably has something to do with the fact that it was 3 in the morning and I had my favorite person sleeping beside me.

"You okay?" I ask softly and he nod his head.

"I hate throwing up." He grumbles and I rub his back.

This is partially my fault. I'm so used to Connor, Lucky, Gabe, and Annie who drink like fish that I didn't realize how fucked up he was getting until it was too late.

"I'm sorry, I should've cut you off last night." I tell him sincerely but he looks up at me with a face that says "Are you crazy?'

"You didnt do anything, why are you apologizing?" He shudders and turns his head, gagging softly but nothing comes up.

He whines and leans his head on his arm again, looking miserable.

"Because I didnt do anything." I repeat his words and then stand up. "Do you think you Can keep down some water?"

He shakes his head no, giving me an honest answer so I think for a second. I turn around, bending down to my cabinet under my sink and dig through the junk under the sink until I find what I'm looking for. I grab out some rubbing alcohol and some cotton balls. I open the cap and pour some into the balls.

I return to Vinnie, with the cluster of balls between my fingers. I hold it out in front of him, his eyes going from the cotton ball to my face.

"Smell it." I nod my head toward it while holding it closer to his face.

He slowly leans forward and inhales, scrunching up his nose at the smell.

His brows furrow and he pulls back, his lips pulling down in a frown, "What kind of magic was that?"