Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 91

Liza pov

Fuck my life.

This morning I had woken up in a different room to the one I fell asleep in. Actually, scratch that. This morning I had woken up in a completely different building, than the one I slept in. I was still with Jaden, but we were in my apartment. It turns out that not long after I had fallen asleep, Jaden decided to take me home while I was sleeping.

And of course when I woke up, the urge to throw up was right there with me. This time, it wasn't a struggle to get out of his grip, more so just a struggle to untangle our limbs. Although this time, it was a lot easier to wake him up considering my bedroom is a lot smaller than his.

"So I'm assuming you aren't feeling any better then?" He asked, walking in and holding my hair back.

"I'm fine, just go back to sleep. You shouldn't have to deal with this as well." I protested, trying to push him away from me as I threw up again.

"Not gonna happen Eliza. I promised to take care of you and that's what I'm gonna do. I don't care if I have to sit here all day, holding you hair away and rubbing your back while you throw up endlessly, I'll do it." He ranted, making me hate how good he was to me.

My head was absolutely hammering when I flushed the toilet. I pulled down the lid and rested my head on it, trying to find the energy to not to breakdown. I reluctantly dragged myself up so I could wash the bitter taste out of my mouth. I splashed some water on my face before resting my head in my hands, trying to block out some of the light.

"Take a picture. It'll fucking last longer." I grumbled, feeling his eyes all on me.

"I'm gonna go get you some water, and you're going to go and lay in the bed-"

"I don't wanna be stuck in bed all day." I whined as he directed me into the covers that were still ridiculously warm.

"Lizzie, you could hardly even stand up properly. You've just gotta accept the fact that you need a break. It's just your body catching up with everything. Just watch, in a day or two you'll be feeling as good as new." He assured, kissing my forehead before leaving.

I know he was right, but I didn't want him to be. I already feel guilty enough for spending so much time away from him in the past few weeks, and now he's going to pretend to be okay with spending all day with me while I'm sick. Fucking hate myself.

"Now you can't take anymore painkillers for another few hours, but if you drink enough water, hopefully it'll keep your headache at bay." He pointed out, walking in and passing me a bottle of water.

"Thank you." I smiled, sitting up and taking the bottle from him.

"How you feeling baby?" He asked, climbing in next to me but moving so he was laying between my legs.

"Like shit." I answered through a laugh. A laugh that was quickly cut off as a painful stomach cramp hit.

"Do you think this could be because of your period? Isn't it supposed to come soon?" He asked, kissing over my stomach to try and soothe the pain with his warmth.

"It's supposed to come next week." I answered, running my fingers through his hair.

"It could be that then. The, not so calm, before the storm."

"Well, whatever it is, it can fuck off. It's actually starting to piss me off." I mumbled, making him laugh slightly.

"Your voice sounds raspy. You need to eat something, but I don't think solid foods are a good idea for you right now. I'm gonna run to the store to and get you some soup." He explained, pushing himself up off the bed.

"Jaden, you really don't have to. I'll be fine. You don't have to do all this running around for me. Everything will go back to normal in a few days, just relax a bit." I tried to persuade him, but I knew it was no use.

"And I'm gonna make sure that I can make it as easy as I possibly can. If it means driving to the store to get you some soup, I'll drive to the store and get you some soup. It's not a problem." He assured, grabbing his keys and stuffing them in his pocket.

"But you should have t-"

"Liza, I love you. And I'm going to take care of you for however long you need me to." He cut me off, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Thank you, I love you." I smiled up at him, accepting defeat.

"I'll be back soon." He pressed a kiss to my lips before walking over to the door.

I knew he wasn't going to be too happy if he found me walking around the apartment. And he was right when he said I could barely stand, all the throwing up and lack of food has left my body weak and my head spinning.

I decided I was just going to try and sleep for a bit. Undoubtedly the amount of disturbances didn't help too much either with the healing process. I took a couple more sips of the water bottle before placing it on the side. I set an alarm on my phone, not wanting to sleep longer than two or so hours before trying to get comfortable.

Not having him with me made it a little bit difficult to fall asleep, but I could finally feel myself dozing off. I heard the latch on the door go, but didn't think much of it at the time, before I heard shuffling in the kitchen. He's probably putting the tins away.

After about twenty minutes, I was on the verge of falling asleep before I heard his voice booking through the apartment. And he didn't sound happy.

"Liza? What the fuck?"