Cinderella (Seventeen)

Goats and Notes

Chapter Seventeen

*Hyolyn's POV*

Guess who's sick. Not the dope kind of sick, the actual, I'm about to throw my guts up sick. Sitting up on the sofa, my head spun like crazy. Walking into the room, Wonwoo looked over, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

"Morning," he smiled, his morning voice sending my head into further turmoil. Opening my mouth to speak, I closed it straight away, closing my eyes too. "Are you alright?" He ran over. I was fine yesterday, and way more than fine the day before. The day that happened. 

Shaking my head, I didn't trust my voice. Feeling his hand slide into mine, he gripped it tightly, pulling me to my feet. Bad idea, because my legs won't hold me. Naturally, I fell forward into his chest. I would be embarrassed, but I don't have the energy to turn bright red right now. Feeling my stomach tighten, I had to use all my effort to pull away, leaving him looking confused and stumble my way to the bathroom. 

"Morning noo-" Dino began, but trailed off, lowering his hand when I scurried past, basically crashing through the bathroom door, where Mingyu was messing with his hair. Not really caring about that, I sat in front of the toilet, and well, threw up. 

Not pretty, at all. 

Closing my eyes, I fumbled around for the handle to flush it, just sitting there. 

"Do you think she's..." I heard Seungkwan say behind me.

"Dude, don't," Vernon whispered back. 

"Yeah, but she might need chocolates and sad movies, they get like that once a month right?" Jun whispered over the top of them. 

"Oh god, don't just stand there," Jeonghan pushed them out of the way presumably by the banging and whining going on. Feeling someone pat my back, I turned to see Seungcheol had closed the door. Sighing, he sat beside me, still rubbing my back. 

"Wonwoo is going crazy," he chuckled, hearing the shouting from outside. 

"How come they aren't letting him in?" I managed to half groan out, feeling my stomach ripping into two. 

"I don't know, Mingyu pulled him back when he started going mad," he whispered. Feeling more rise in my throat, he leaned back, letting me do my thing. 

Once I had done, he stood, grabbing a towel, wetting it under the shower, bending down to my level and turning me around gently and dabbing my forehead, attempting to cool me down. 

Tossing the towel to the side, he sat beside me, letting me drop on his shoulder with the little energy I had left. Hearing the noise die down outside, he patted my knee, lifting my head gently. 

Leaving, I wanted to whine, but I really couldn't be bothered. Instead, in walked Wonwoo, with a pissed expression on his face when he looked back. Closing the door, he looked down to me, and sat next to me, bring my head on my shoulder, kissing the top of my head. 

"I brought you this," he handed me a mug, full of a red looking liquid. "Minghao made it, says it will settle your stomach," he closed my hand around it. Taking one whiff from the mug made me pull my head back instantly. 

"And he also said, use this," he handed me a peg, chuckling lightly. Rolling my eyes, I wanted to make a sarcastic comment, but even breathing was a lot of effort right now. Grabbing the peg with much effort, I slid it over the edge of my nose and brought the mug to my lips. Downing it in one, my throat burned insanely, and my stomach bubbled. What was in this? Chilli and cheese? 

But, it didn't come back up. Sighing, I sat back against the wall, basically making my whole body weight drop onto Wonwoo. I would be sorry, but I don't have the effort. His arm behind my back, stroking my hair gently.