Hey..(: So!! I realized that I put "Bailli" instead of "Ariel" I can back myself
Up with that!! It was VERY late at night. And I was half asleep AND I was trying update my other book as well. Sorry!! ANWAYS. I hope you enjoy!! READ THE BOTTOM NOTE TO PLEASE!!!(:
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"Ariel!! Ariel!!"
I felt my body being shaken.
I flew up and took a huge breath in and shot my eyes open. I saw Harry with a panicked look on his face. I was sweating, and I had horrible pains in my ribs.
"Ariel.." Harry sat there staring at me in concern, "ariel, we need to go to the ER."
"No! Harry! Why?!" I screamed
"Ariel You-" I cut him off.
"Why? Tell me why.?" I Said in a scared voice.
"You stopped breathing in your sleep, and you started sweating really terribly. You where rolling are aggressively. I real like we need to leave." He said.
All if this just blew me away. I've never had any problems with anything in my body.
"Lets go Ariel." Harry said
"Harry. This is the first time it happened. I think ill be okay." I said trying hard to reassure him.
"Your staying here. And I'm taking care of you." He said.
"Yes Father." I joked
He looked at me And smiled, "Hey Airr." Airr is the nickname Harry has called me since we first met in 2nd grade.
"Yeah?" I said.
"When was the last time you ate?"
"I haven't ate for quite a while now. My father doesn't allow me to eat. "
He took my hand and helped me off the bed.
"Your eating." Harry said
I rolled my eyes and laughed.
We walked to the kitchen. I loved his kitchen. There was a beautiful island table in the center.
I sat on one of the tall red, brown chairs that was for the island.
"What would you like to eat?"
"Harry.... Do you really have to ask me that?" I said
"Out Of Poptarts." He laughed.
I gasped. " Harry Styles!!"
"What?!" He laughed ," last week when you where over you are them all!"
We both laughed.
"Harry. We need to make a trip to the store."
"Agreed." Harry said still giggling.
He walked over to me and started rubbing his thumb under my eye.
"How do you get this stuff off?!" He said irritated
"Harry. What are you trying to do to my face. It kind of hurts."
He stopped, " Sorry Airr. You had Mascara under your eye."
I laughed ," it's okay. What time is it anyways?"
He looked at the clock on the microwave, "630."
"How bout we make dinner." I smiled
"As long as it not waffles or pancakes again. Last time you made a mess." He chuckled.
"Harry, your the one that walked past and poked my sides causing me to scream and pour the pancake mix all over!" I laughed and he. Started laughing too.
