Harry Style's youngest daughter, Bindi, is in an up and coming band with Niall Horan's son, Cole. Things begin to get a little complicated when Bindi falls in love with the drummer, Acacia Alton. Follow Bindi through figuring out who she is, what sh...
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"Bind?"Cole calls, pushing open the door with his heart beating out of his chest just slightly. It's been five weeks since she told him and pretty much every day of those five weeks have been the same. Vomit, vomit and then...you guessed it...more vomit.
She doesn't respond, but she doesn't need to since her loud wrenching and coughing is all he needs to hear to guide him down the hall towards Bindi's room where she's sitting in front of the toilet in her connected bathroom, practically passing out from how malnourished she is.
He opens the door to Bindi's room that's in shambles with discarded clothes all over the place, some of them with puke stains on them and others with sweat stains. The covers on her bed are thrown back and skewed against the mattress, and he's learning that his good morning greetings are now just the sound of hacking, coughing, and gagging.
He continues to walk through the room towards the door of the connected bathroom that has the fan blowing at full blast and the lights dimmed.
"Hey,"Cole whispers, walking into the bathroom as he looks at Bindi who's sitting on the floor in just a big t-shirt, kneeling in front of the toilet with her head buried in it, her hazel hair pulled up into a messy bun as her back continues to shake with loud hacks. "Has it been a rough morning?"
"Don't touch me,"Bindi groans out in response to the feeling of Cole's hand against her lower back as he immediately snatches it away at Bindi's request.
"Sorry, do you want me to get you some water or something?"Cole offers, looking at the side of Bindi's face that's peeking out from the toilet bowl. He's never seen a person look so pale. Her cheeks have absolutely no color in them and her hair is sticking to her temples with sweat. Her breathing is shallow and just looking at her not only scares him but hurts his heart.
"Just gonna puke...it up,"Bindi murmurs miserably, her tremblings fingers gripping onto the toilet bowl with her arms shaking just as bad.
"You need to stay hydrated though, Bind,"Cole tries to fight her softly, reaching to tuck a strand of her sweaty hazel hair behind her ear as she coughs again, spitting into the toilet bowl. "I'm gonna go get you a glass of water, okay? I'll be right back."
He gets a mere head flick in response as he jumps up from the floor and briskly walks towards the kitchen, blowing an overwhelmed raspberry with his lips as he widens his eyes, running his fingers through his dirty blond hair.
He's gonna be a dad.
He gets little reminders of it throughout the day, the most obvious one being Bindi puking up her guts, but no matter how many reminders he gets, he always seems to forget and be just as surprised when he remembers.
Maybe it will become more real once he sees them on the ultrasound today and hears their heartbeat. Or maybe when they first kick it will make it real. Or, most likely, it won't be real until he sees them against Bindi's chest, but he knows he'll feel just as light headed with overwhelmed worry then as he is now.
