the summer i turned beautiful [l.t]

Chapter 43 -- Pain

Liz's POV

"How are you feelin' Liz?" Martin asked, his hand comforting my forehead.

"What do you think? I've been lying here on this fucking bed for a week now, and this nasty stomach virus won't go away. Ugh Martin, HELP MEE" I pleaded. Yep, it's true. I've been sick now for a week. It all started after the second week I came back from Doncaster. I've been throwing up so much, it's getting to be a regular thing for me. I can barely eat, and I'm pretty sure this stomach virus came from when I ate that god-awful Indian food with Martin that night.

"You seriously need to go to the hospital, Lizzy! My finals are tomorrow and I can't take care of you! I'm sorry you had to come with me to that Indian restaurant, but I didn't get sick! The food was pretty good..." Martin sighed.

I heard a knock on the door. Kylie peaked her head from the door. "Feelin' any better? It's my turn for Liz-duty." Oh, did I mention that there's such thing as Liz-duty now? I feel like I'm in jail. I want to go to the last classes of the year but sadly Kylie, Martin, and Dani wouldn't let me. 

"You should take her to the hospital. And plus, all of us should be packing. This room looks like someone threw up on it...no pun intended." Martin explained to Kylie.

That's true...The room did look utterly disgusting. There were boxes, suitcases, clothes, and all sorts of knickknacks everywhere, most of them were Dani's since she's moving in with Liam this summer and going to Birmingham. Dani had work at the moment, so that's why Kylie is here to take care of me.

Kylie was still planning to stay at NYU for next year, but I doubt that would happen because stupid Styles is non stop convincing her to move in with him.

Martin lefted after talking to Kylie and Kylie looked at me with sullen eyes. "Liz, do you think you can go to the hospital by taking the taxi or do you want me to call a ambulance? You look so drained."

"Ugh, I'm just a mess right now. It's okay. I'll take the taxi. Just come with me?"

She smiled, and nodded. She started packing some clean clothes for me in a overnight bag and some clothes picked out for me. 

I sighed. I need Louis. He's still in England recording and promoing and I just feel empty. It feels like I'm getting worst and worst as the days goes on without him. I then again looked at the ring on my finger and smiled. I carefully rose up from my bed and I felt nausea take over again. I covered my mouth and ran to the toilet.

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"My head hurts like fuck. God." I sighed. Me and Kylie were on our way to the hospital in the taxi. She rubbed my back, soothing me.

"I told you we should've called a ambulance. You're looking like you're 'bout to pass out. Jesus" she facepalmed.

I laid my head back against the cushion seat of the taxi, thinking about good things and trying to control my gagging.

We got to the hospital as soon as possible which seems like forever. The paramedics got me a wheelchair and wheeled me to the examination room. Kylie waited in the lobby. I felt back for her. I felt useless. I felt like a child. A Child that needs someone to look after them. The doctors and nurses started working on me, and my headache and nausea subsided. 

Aftr a couple of tests, needles, and endless waiting, I was sent to a overnight room, and I found Kylie waiting. 

"Oh dear god, Liz, you alright?" Kylie exclaimed and wheeled me to my bed.

"I'm a bit better, I can't believe you waited for 6 hours. Isn't it Danielle's 'shift' on Liz watch?" I laughed as I got in the bed.

"She's coming now, she was running a bit late because of traffic. I'm leaving soon because of my tests tomorrow."

"Shit, you shouldn't have waited for me then! You should've been studying!" I sighed.

"Don't worry, my  tests are easy, and plus I studied everything. Professor tutored me after class. Don't you worry. All you need to worry about is getting better before summer break!" she smiled.

There was a knock at the door. The door opened and a middle aged woman who I assumed was my doctor walked in. "Is this Elizabeth Edwards?"

I raised my hand, "Yep that's me."

"Well, I have your medical report right here." She held her clipboard and flipped through the pages and pages of text. She walked over my bedside and asked "How are you feeling?"

"Better, at least my nausea and part of my headache subsided." I replied.

"Well, you should get used to that for a while now." She smiled.

Getting used to nausea? Ugh, I rather die. I laughed. "What? Why?" I chuckled.

"Congradulations, Elizabeth, you're expecting."

And at the moment, I swear I stopped breathing.

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sorry for the cliffhanger! whoa she's pregnant!

and sorry for not updating for a month! I had many thesises to write because of school and stuff. but at least i actually got a chapter uploaded now! its a bit short, but its better than nothing!

i dont have a planned date of when i update but next week is spring break so i might update then!

thanks for reading!! <33333333 - shirley 

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