Chapter 11

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Y/n's POV
I wake up and feel someone shaking me lightly, I turn my head and see Karl standing at the side of my bed "y/n, I can't sleep," he says in a whisper.
     I scoot over and pat the bed, he lays down we stairs at the ceiling. I role back onto my side and lay there for a little bit. I hear Karl shuffle around next to me, his arm slides under my left side and his other arm over to my right side, my heart starts to flutter as I feel him against my back, instantly I fall asleep.
Karl's pov
I rap my arms around her gently and I feel her relax soon after. Her hair is still in braids and is slightly messy. I get closer to her and I start to finally get tired. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and fall asleep. A few hours pass and I wake up again, I move back to the floor so if the guys wake up before us they never know that we where cuddling in the first place.
The next morning
Y/n's POV
The sun shining through the room hitting me in the face, the same it dose every day. I roll on my back and sit up, the room is empty, the guys aren't in the room, and the beds on the floor are still there.
    I grab my phone, 10:45, of course. I stand up and stretch, I look at my hand and I can tell I need to clean it so I open my door and walk downstairs. "Morning sleepyhead," Chris call out as I walk down the stairs, I say nothing and walk into the bathroom.
I take off the raping on my hand and look at the stitches, I turn the water on and rinse it off. It looks red and a little swollen, I gently dry it off and walk out of the bathroom. "Morning," I finally respond and plop down in the couch in between Chris and Karl. I pull out my phone and take a picture of my hand, I plan on sending it to my mom because I couldn't tell if it's infected or just swollen, I send the picture with 'is this infection? I can't tell' underneath.
A few minutes of silence pass and my phone goes off, my mom answered me. I unlock my phone and read the text "looks like it, I'll make you an appointment to get it looked at, I'll text you the time the second I find out," was her response. I sigh,
       "what's wrong?" Karl asks quickly
      "Well," I show him my hand "it's infected and now I need to got get it cut open again," I sit forward and look down at the ground. Chris puts his hand on my back and Karl leans forward with me, Jimmy reaches over and puts his hand on my knee. "It'll be alright, I'll go with you," Karl says and puts his arm around me and puts his head on my shoulder.
About an hour passes and I get another text from my mom. "Your appointment is at 12 so get ready now," I stand up and start walking to the stairs, Karl stands up and follows behind me. I walk into my room and Karl walking closing the door behind him. I look at him and he hugs me, I hug him tight.
"It's all going to be ok, I'll be next to you the whole time, ok," he says quietly after a few seconds.I pull away from the hug and walk over to my closet to grab something to ware. I grab a random shirt and a pare of black leggings and walk into the bathroom to change and get ready.
      I take out my hair and it's wavy from the braids and brush through it. Brush my teeth, and change my clothes. I walk out of the bathroom and Karl is just sitting on my bed waiting, he seems genuinely concerned for some reason.
      I walk up and pull him off my bed and hug him "you seem scared, there's nothing to be scared of," he hugs me with one arm and runs his hand through my hair with his other.
"I know, I'm just nervous for you," he says. I smile know he's worried for me, even though he doesn't need to be. He lets go of me and we walk back downstairs
       "hey we gotta go, there's a video to be filmed," Jimmy says after we get to the bottom of the stairs. I hug him and Chris before they leave and they walk out the door, get into there cars and drive off. I check the time, 11:45.
       "We should get going," I turn to Karl and say
    He runs his hand through his hair "alright, let's go then,"
he takes his hoodie off and hands it to me. Without saying a word I put it on, it goes down to my mid thigh and the sleeves go just past my fingertips, it smells just like him. We put on our shoes and her in the car.
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