sick

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(WARNER'S POV)

It has been a really long day. I'm tired. When I reach home. All I want is rest.

(ELLA'S POV)

I feel nauseous and my head is killing me. I had to go home early today so Aaron is staying extra to finish my work. He shouldn't be the one doing my work.

I hear the front door creaking open, he's home

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I hear the front door creaking open, he's home.

(WARNER'S POV)

When I walk into our bedroom. She's laid on the bed. She felt so sick that she had to leave early. I wish I didn't work late today. I would have taken care of her. I take my shoes off and I sit beside her on the bed. I place a kiss on her forehead. She's warm, she's really  warm. "What's wrong, love? You're warm" I ask. "My head is aching, i'm nauseous", "Shall i call the girls?" "No, that won't be necessary" she says.  I lay down next to her, pulling her leg over my body. Gently running my hands along her back, through her hair. She clings to me. 

(ELLA'S POV) 

I feel terrible. I'm even more nauseas than before and my headache keeps increasing. I want to get up and move somewhere but I can't. I can't even move my body. I feel the nausea increasing. I quickly make my way over to the bathroom and make my way over to the toilet. Aaron holds my hair back as I throw up. God, I love this man. His hand is on my back, "Its okay, love. you're gonna feel better after this".  I wash my face and Aaron pick me up and places me on the bed. He pulls me close to his chest. His chest is warm. I'm freezing.

I love him, I love him so much.

(311 WORDS)

yes ik this is terrible. i edited it to make it a little less terrible because i didn't know how to write when i made this and i still don't. its still the same nothing changed. its short and stupid. thanks for reading till the end. if u hv any suggestions u can comment them and ill 100% do them because i'm mentally retarded. 

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