Love Actually

Chapter7

 “Are you asking me out?” I joked.

“Maybe.” Harry answered.

“Maybe, we should wait a little longer, and see if this is what we really want, and then, if it is, we can be together.” I said.

“You got yourself a deal babe.” Harry said.

Shortly after, we both fell asleep. I woke up to my phone beeping. It was time for Harry to take his medicine. I got up, and got him his pills.

“Harry, you need to take your medicine.” I said shaking him a little to wake him.

“Mmm.” Harry said taking the pills and swallowing them.

After he took them, he tried falling back asleep, but to no avail.

“Scar, help me to the bathroom, I need to puke.” Harry said.

“Alright, hold on.” I said rushing over to him.

I helped him stand, and as soon as he was up, he started puking everywhere. I rushed him onto the bathroom, where he collapsed onto the floor and puked into the toilet. I knelt down next to him and rubbed his back.

“You’re okay.” I said soothingly.

“It hurts so much!” Harry screamed.

“I know you’re going to be okay.” I said.

“SCARLET!” Harry screamed, before puking more.

“Harry calm down, you’re okay.” I said getting nervous.

“I can’t do this Scarlet.” Harry said.

“You just need to get it out of your system, and you’ll be okay.” I said.

Harry continued to puke violently into the toilet. I was getting really nervous, but held it in so I wouldn’t freak Harry out. The last thing he needed was me freaking out.

“SCARLET!” Harry screamed.

I rubbed his back. He continuously screamed out my name over and over. He was crying and I could tell how hurt he was. I didn’t know what to do. My eyes welled up with tears, but when I tried to blink them away they just spilled down my cheeks.

“Harry, you’re going to be okay.” I said choking back more tears.

“Scarlet, don’t cry.” Harry said, continuing to puke.

“I’m sorry, I just hate seeing you like this.” I said.

Harry put out his arm, and I nestled myself into him. He continued to puke, and I just held him. After about an hour, he started to calm down.

“You need to go lie down, come on let’s go to bed.” I said.

I helped Harry stand up, and walked him to the bed. He sat on the bed, resting on the headboard, and I sat next to him and rubbed his arm.

“Are you feeling better now?” I asked him.

“Yeah, sorry to freak you out.” Harry said.

“No, you can’t help that.” I said.

“I know, but I didn’t mean to scare you like that. I feel bad now.” Harry said.

“Don’t Harry, it’s okay.” I said.

Harry nodded, and closed his eyes.

“Do you want some water?” I asked.

“Yeah, my head is killing.” Harry said.