I woke up the next morning feeling like utter shit. My head was pounding, my throat was dry and I felt like I was going to throw up everywhere. I groaned loudly, before attempting to just sleep the illness away.
I hadn't been ill in a long time. I had a strong immune system. I tried to make sure I was disease free, all day everyday. I carried around little bottles of hand sanitiser that smelt like fresh fruit, and anti bacterial wipes that kill 99.99% of bacteria.
Some people laugh at me and call me a "hygiene freak" but at the end of the day I'll be the one singing Jessie J's who's laughing now song when they're ill and complaining about it.
"Luke, are you awake? We need to go to the studio today." Calum asked walking into my room and sitting next to me on my bed, soon noticing how I was sniffing every 5 seconds.
"Are you ill?" He asked looking concerned. I nodded, before coughing loudly and shutting my tired eyes.
"Wow, you haven't been ill in years, this is strange. Anyway, hope you're okay mate and we'll go to the studio without you today." He replied, getting up, walking out the room and shutting the door. Leaving me all alone to feel sorry for myself.
Calum was right, being ill was strange for me but my whole life has been weird and intense the past few days.
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I woke up a couple hours later, boiling hot. I dragged myself out of my large bed, suddenly feeling freezing even though I was sweating just a few minutes before.
I slowly made my way into the bathroom, my whole body feeling weak and limp. My head was still throbbing and my throat was even more sore than it was before.
I turned the shower on, in hopes that it would make me feel at least a little bit better. I wasn't used to feeling this ill, I didn't know what to do.
I stripped out of my sweatpants and t-shirt and stepped into the shower, the hot water hitting my bare back instantly.
I stayed in there for a while, just thinking, enjoying the warm water that made me feel calm. The only sound that could be heard coming from the water hitting my body.
Suddenly, a loud bang could be heard coming from downstairs. My eyes shot open, my heart began racing. I tried to ignore it, tried to focus on listening to the water again. But more bangs rang through the house and I could hear footsteps of someone.
The boys wouldn't be back until late tonight so it couldn't be them. I turned off the shower and jumped out, deciding that I would go find out who was in this house, instead of hiding and being scared.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped it round my waist before unlocking the bathroom door and racing downstairs to where the sounds were coming from.
I slowed down as I neared the kitchen, tiptoeing quietly, trying not to make a sound. My heart still pounding against my chest rapidly.
I grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, scared of what I might see.
"Shit! Emily, what the hell are you doing here?" I yelled my voice still croaky, relieved that it wasn't some murderer or ghost.
"I missed you." She shrugged, stepping closer to me. "And you look extremely hot in just a towel." She breathed, running her hands down my chest and fiddling with the top of the material that was covering my man parts.
I swatted her hands away, coughing. "I'm ill Em, go home before you get sick." I replied, tucking some hair behind her ear.
She sighed, "It's like you don't want to be around me any more Luke." She muttered, looking at the floor.
"No no, I do." I replied quickly, using my fingers to lift her chin up so she was looking at me. "This house it just doing something to me, I don't know, I'm just paranoid, I'm sorry. I just don't want you to be ill because of me, that's all."
"Okay, I'm going to go home then. Feel better soon Lukey." She said, standing on her tiptoes to kiss me on the cheek, before she grabbed her things and left.
My heart beat had slowed down now, and I couldn't tell you how relieved I was to know that maybe all the things that have been happening have just been my imagination.
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I always hate the endings of chapters oops
But well done me for managing to actually update 2 Saturday's in a row even though it's only 36 minutes before it's Sunday lol okay.
Do you all hate Emily or nah?
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