I was falling apart in the bathroom. My mascara ran down my face and my body refused to stop shaking. My face was white and tinged with green, hunched over the sink.
I managed to get stressed enough to sicken myself.
I felt feverish and clammy, face hit under thin sweat. My thin sweater felt like it was made of ten-kilogram wool, and my jeans hugged too much. I swallowed and just eyed myself in the mirror a moment.
There was no way I was going back out there like this. I can hear them yelling at each other with death notes laced in every word, and I was trembling. This was all my fault. If I hadn't taken that extra shift at Nando's, if I hadn't kissed Liam, if Id've jumped...
If I didn't sleep with Louis.
I felt my throat heat up and I buckled over the toilet again. I collapse in front of it, knees giving out, and I just lay there, swathed in the rank of my own hurls. I moan a little and notice a little humming noise and a light from my phone on the counter.
"Harry...?"
"Hi Shelby. You don't sound so good...you okay?"
"Fine, fine. What's up?"
"Jamie is acting funky."
"...What do you mean?"
"Dunno he's just...stressing out, it seems, he won't sleep and he's just sort of grumpy, I've never seen him like this before."
"Ugh, God...just try and console him, I don't know when we'll be home, I'm so sorry Harry..."
"You don't sound much better than he's acting. What's going on?" I ran my fingers through my hair with a sigh.
"I won't go off on you for all of this mess, Harry."
"C'mon. I'll be gay for a minute and hear you out, try me."
"I always wanted a gay best friend..."
"I'll go homo a minute just a sec-" He cleared his throat. "OhmyGod, so like, what's up quirl." I laughed at his preppy higher pitched voice.
"Louis." I sighed.
"He's, like, so cute quirl."
"Hey, he's mine." I giggled a bit, still sort of queasy. "It's a long story, you up for it, Homo Harry?"
"Baby, I was born ready. Oh-sorry, my straight was showing."
"Oh my God Harry. You insult the homosexuals everywhere."
"Gurl, I make them sexy. Now what's got you in the dumps?"
"Now you just sound black."
"I'M TRYING, OKAY?! I'm not bred gay, alright? Now proceed, I'm thinking of Zayn as a hot piece of ass."
"Wily's gonna kill you..." I chimed.
"JUST TELL ME THE JIZZ. I mean dirt; like the news."
"Yeah right. I'll give you the 'jizz'. But I'm not a guy."
"Now you're prolonging the inevitable on purpose."
"Your annoyance is making me feel better."
"And you mock me for being a 'guy'!"
"Of course. Maybe you shouldn't be so flirtatious."
"Don't be so relaxed when I walk in on you and Louis in the bath!"
"YOU ASSHOLE I WAS NOT RELAXED. I WAS HYPERVENTILATING. I-I I hate you..."
"Maybe you shouldn't kiss under the cover of bubbles." My face felt hot, but not from being sick. Louis knew Harry was there! He fell in on purpose...stupid hormones...
"I have to go, Homo Hazza."
"No!" He whined. "I just got really gay. I'm reading this Larry and now my-"
"OH, HARRY, EW."
"What I was gonna say my phone is dying."
"Right. Get rid of your 'dying phone' before Jamie sees."
"So should he not be giving me a blow job?"
"HARRY YOU CUNT!" He laughed and hung up. There was a light tap of a knock on the door.
"Is there a reason you're squealing?"
"Oh, um, Harry called..."
"And he couldn't wait until you were out of the toilet?"
"Truth be told, Lou...I...I kinda got sick."
"What kind of sick." His voice changed from a laughing tone to a serious, dire tone.
"Don't freak out I'm fine!"
"I will pick the lock if you don't open this door right now!"
"Good luck." I grumbled. He groaned after a few minutes, annoyed, and wandered off. Did Wily Cat have pins in her hair? Shix, just clean up. I checked the toilet to make sure there was no evidence and went to work on myself. I really did look haggard.
I fixed and layered my makeup, and layered again. I still looked pathetic, and I started hearing the all-too-familiar scratches in the handle. I was about to just face-plant into my foundation when I sneezed and the door clicked open.
"Oh Bel..."
"Dammit." I hissed under my breath. He ran a thoughtful finger down my temple to my jaw, as if my face had been mauled like his had been. I sighed and just leaned my head on his chest, slowly trudging closer, and just putting my weight on him. He wrapped two protective arms around me.
"I'm so sick of this shit, Louis." I mumbled into his shirt.
"Me too, baby bunny."
"Bunny?"
"I know you like-liked it when Liam called you kitten. But cats don't like carrots. You know who does?"
"Bunnies."
"Bunnies. So you'll be my baby bunny." He gave me a warm squeeze and kissed my hair.
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Kiss Me Before the Sky Falls
FanfictionI don't know how it happened but I wouldn't change a minute of it. It went from a Nando's waitress to Niall's girlfriend. Then Liam's jealous phase and being thrown away like we'd never had anything. I remember, I can count the seconds, when I was a...
