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⚠️PLEASE NOTE THIS CONTAINS DETAILS OF THROW UP AND CAN BE TRIGGERING TOWARDS THOSE WITH EMETOPHOBIA⚠️

Sarah woke up to find that John B wasn't next to her, 'odd' she thought and got out of bed to find him. As she walked down the hall she heard retching noises coming from the toilet, she quickly ran into the bathroom and found John B wrapped around the toilet spewing his last 3 meals up. "Oh babe" Sarah said and rubbed his back.

Once he had finished vomiting he was weak and tired but didn't want to show this, "are you okay babe?" sarah asked, "all good" John B says trying to sound positive and tried to jump to his feet but quickly became very dizzy and Sarah had to catch him and bring him back to sitting.

"You're not okay are you?" said Sarah smugly
John B just looked at her defeated. Sarah pulls him up to standing slowly and helps him make his way to the bedroom. As John B sat down in bed he suddenly went pale and clasped his hands around his mouth Sarah noticed this and sprinted to get a bin, she made it just in time and he once again was sick in the bin. Sarah rubbed his back and encouraged him to let it all out. This continued for a good 10 minutes until there was nothing else to vomit except from bile and stomach acid. "You done?" said Sarah cautiously, John B didn't have the energy to answer so he just nodded weakly.

"You need to get some rest JB", go to sleep and i'll go clean the bathroom up. Suddenly John B looked scared and upset "don't leave me" John B croaked horsely. So Sarah layed with him until he eventually fell asleep. Once asleep she changed the bin over, rolled him onto his side and placed a glass of water next to his bed. She creeped out of the bedroom to go clean to bathroom to avoid any further germs getting around.

About 2 hours later Sarah heard coughing coming from their bedroom, she quickly made her way to JB who was having a major coughing fit, she once again rubbed his back and once he was done she told him to sip the water that she left on the side whilst she went to go get the thermometer. While she was doing this she heard JB vomiting back up the water he just tried to drink. Oh dear she thought we have one sick patient on our hands!

John B did indeed have a high temperature, couldn't keep any food down and didn't have enough energy to stand on his own. "Looks like you have the flu Johnny" she said to him, try get some more sleep and whilst your sleeping i'll go get some supply's.

Once JB was asleep again she quickly made her way to the nearest supermarket and picked up some cough and flu tablets, pain killers and some fruit for him ti try and eat. Once she arrived home JB was still asleep, she knew better than to wake him up so she just left him be. Another 30 minutes later she heard shuffling coming towards the kitchen "oh hey john b you feeling any better?" he mumbled something and slumped down next to her and hurried his head into her chest. Sarah stroked his head and noticed he was still burning up, "hey John B you gotta take some meds otherwise you're not going to get better" she says whilst lifting his chin off her chest. She goes to get the meds and a glass of water and somehow convinced him to take them. Luckily this time the water stay down!

A short while after some of John Bs symptoms have calmed down a little bit they decided that they should go sit outside for a short while to get some fresh air into his system. John B manages to sit outside for a good 45 minutes before he begins to feel lethargic and nauseas again "sarah!" he yells but it was too late he threw up the water he drank earlier all over their patio. "Ohh i'm sorry JB i wasn't quick enough"JB starts crying and whines "no i'm sorry i made a mess i'm so stupid" he says in a little baby voice. "Come on you big baby that's just your fever talking" Sarah says, "let's get you back to bed". Once again John B refuses to let her go before he's asleep. *God this illness makes him needy* she thought to herself, but sat there anyway comforting him until he fell asleep.

By this point it was around 8pm so Sarah decided just to tidy up a bit and then around 9pm she gently woke him up so he could have some meds before they went to bed for the night. At first he refused making a big fuss but eventually he took them so he could go back to sleep.

The next morning Sarah woke up to John B being sick in a bin next to the bin. "Oh babe" she says grabbing some mouthwash from her draw so he could rinse his mouth out and not have a gross taste in his mouth, Sarah comforted him once more and helped him back to sleep. They both slept in until around 11am, Once they woke up John B no longer felt nauseous but still had a slight fever and his throat was still sore, but he felt well enough to walk around on his own. He looked over at Sarah and wondered how he got so lucky to have someone who was so willing to clean up his literal stomach contents multiple times, he sighed peacefully and kissed her on the head before falling back asleep as he still felt poorly.

Two days later John B had made a full recovery and the pair had made plans to meet up with the other pogues for a dinner date. The morning of the day they were meant to meet the pogues went perfectly, they woke up with birds chirping outside with a slight warmth coming through the curtains.

However as they got on with the day Sarah began to feel under the weather, first her throat felt a little scratchy but she didn't think to mention anything as she didn't want to ruin dinner plans. She took some meds and was okay, later on her head felt a little spinny and John B had to stop her from falling "Sarah are you okay your white as a ghost?" he exclaimed. "No no i'm good, we've got dinner plans anyway so i'm good." she replied determined.

It was now 3 hours until Kiara, JJ, Cleo and Pope were meant to come over and John B and Sarah were sat in the living room, suddenly Sarah felt a wave of nausea and quickly sprinted to the bathroom, John B ran after her and by the time he reached her she was gagging over thr toilet trying to fight the urge to vomit. "It's okay let it all out, don't fight it we can do the dinner another night" John B says comfortingly and he pulls back her long blonde hair and rubs her back. Eventually Sarah vomits her stomachs contents into the toilet and curls up into a ball on the bathroom floor in tears "I've ruined the whole evening" she sobs. John B comforts her and assures her that "it's okay we can do it another night all that matters is that you're okay." "i'll ring up jj and pope and let them know that you've caught what i had and we're calling it a day.

A few hours later Sarah is sleeping peacefully in John Bs arms on the sofa and although she is deathly pale due to the sickness John B still thinks she's the most gorgeous person he's ever met. Even when he has to clean up the contents of her stomach.