Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 32

Liza pov

I heard the door open from my position on the bed. I didn't want to move because I felt exhausted from the lack of sleep, so I just left him to figure out what he was going to do.

"Your fridge is really organised." He stated as he walked further into the room.

"Yeah. One of the perks of living with Finn is that they have an incessant need to organise everything." I agreed as I moved my head.

I groaned as I felt his hands wrap around mine and pull me up. It was then his turn to groan as I let myself fall back down onto the bed when he let go of me. He rolled his eyes and pulled me up again, this time using his hand to push on my shoulder when I tried to fall back down again.

"No. Stay." He instructed, pointing his finger in my face, trying to hold his own serious face.

"If you don't move your finger out of my face I'm gonna bite it." I warned, watching him laugh slightly and moving his finger.

He turned around and picked up a plate. He turned back to face me and placed the plate on my lap, causing me to look up at him. He offered a small smile before pointing to the plate.

"It's toast." Well no shit. Thought it was paint. "Eat it. Even if it's just a little bit, you have to eat something." He instructed as he sat down next to me.

"I can't eat it." I answered, staring down at the food, feeling bad because he made it.

"Why not?" He questioned.

"Just the thought makes me sick." I replied, not aiding the guilty feeling in my stomach.

"Okay, look." He grabbed the toast and ripped it into fours, being too lazy to get up and grab a knife. "I know the notion makes you sick, but you need to eat something. Just eat one or two of the squares and then you can go to sleep." I was hesitant towards the idea, but I didn't want to throw away the food he made. "Shit, I be gotta take this, but please just eat something." He explained as he quickly answered the phone and walked out the room.

The first few bites were hard to eat, having not had anything with sustenance for a week, my stomach was both begging and protesting to be fed. I had managed to eat two and a half quarters before I felt like I wanted to throw up. I knew if I forced myself to eat any more then I would just throw it up, which will do more damage than good.

I decided it was best to just place the plate on the side, and allow the pains of not having eaten overcome me. I laid down and curled up into a ball again as my stomach processed all of the food I had given it. After being fed, I felt so much more tired. I could feel my eyes hood over as I succumbed to the feeling of sleep.

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Jaden pov

"...no Mrs Lewis. I am not getting back together with Mads. Things just weren't meant to be between us, and I don't want to put myself through the mental strain of trying again." I stated, hanging up the phone and pushing it back in my pocket.

I quickly put some food down for her dog, noticing how she was scratching at the floor near her food bowl.

I can't fucking stand Mads. Of course as soon as she realised I was stupid about our split she went mouthing off to her family about how I left her hurting. And now I'm getting calls from her fucking mother begging me to try again with her? It almost made me laugh at how pathetic she could be.

I walked away from the kitchen and into her bedroom. I saw her laying down and clenching her stomach ever so slightly. I looked over to her bedside where the plate was and saw how she had at least eaten something. It's probably digestion pain.

"Liza?" I whispered, trying to see if she was asleep, but hoping not to wake her up if she was.

"Hm?" She responded, slightly moving her head.

"Hey, woah woah. It's just me. Don't panic." I assured as she looked at me with fear for a split second when she first opened her eyes.

I could see how she calmed down almost immediately. She laid her head back down, closing her eyes again, but this time reaching out her hand to meet mine.

"Lay with me?" She asked, moving herself over on the bed to make a new space for me.

"Are you sure? Liza I don't think that's a good idea." I didn't want her to be uncomfortable.

"Please? Maybe if you're with me, I can sleep more than an hour." She suggested, opening her eyes again and lifting her head to look at me. "Everything will be fine Jaden. It might help, it might not. But can you please help me try?" I gave in.

Neither of us knew that this would work, but if it gave her a chance to get a decent night sleep, then I'd happily lay there with her. I sat in the bed and laid down next to her. Almost immediately afterwards, she moved and laid her head on my chest, with a tight grip on my waist.

I didn't know how to react at first. I didn't know where I could touch her without triggering something unpleasant for her. But when she nuzzled her head against my chest and moved one of my hands to lay on her back, I knew it was safe to hold her.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her lightly. I could feel her body getting heavier against mine as she fell further into her sleep. I could also feel myself hanging on the verge of sleeping and I knew I wasn't going to be long before I did fall asleep.