Quarantined with 1D (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 20: ITS ALIVE!!!

Chapter 20: ITS ALLIVE!!!

Hazel’s POV

            “ HAHAHHAH!” We were all still laughing at the image of Brock in the dress…even though it happened like an hour ago and he was already changed and was back to normal.

            “ Wow guys. Make me feel so mature and important.” He mumbled, which made us laugh even harder! Which really made my stomach hurt!

            Suddenly I stopped laughing and my eyes went wide.

            Everyone also stopped, giving me a concerned look as a nausea feeling swirled in my stomach.

            I quickly sprinted off the couch, Hank pointing to where the bathroom was and I darted towards the last door down the hall, ignoring the over whelming pain.

            I made it just in time, and puked my guts out. 

            I heard talking and then I felt a familiar hand rubbing my back. It was Niall’s, I mean, I can tell his touch apart from any one else’s…weird, huh?

            “ Its okay,” He mumbled, holding back my hair, and soothingly rubbing my back and I sighed when I was finally done and I slowly closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall.

            Niall bent down and kissed my forehead and flushed the toilet and then stood up and grabbed a washcloth.

            He soaked it in hot water and then sat down on the floor and pulled my in his lap.

            “ What are you doing?” I asked curiously and he slightly smiled.

            “ Trust me, I know what I am doing.” He said and then cradled me in his arms and then damped around my face with the hot washcloth and I sighed.

            The nausea feeling slowly went away and I smiled as I closed my eyes.

            He kept on doing it, and I sighed as my body relaxed and he stopped and I looked up and he smiled.

            “ Feeling better love?” He asked and I smiled and slowly nodded.

            “ Just wish it would cure my cuts and wounds,” I said and he frowned.

            “ I’m sorry…its all my fault,” He mumbled as he put his head down and a tear trickled out of his eye…now this just triggered my own tears and I slowly brought up his face.

            How could he think this was his fault! He was in no way the reason I got shot and stabbed or whatever, it was all my.

            “ Niall, it was it was not your fault, trust me.” I whispered looking him in the eye and he shook his head.

            “ But I was supposed to keep you safe!” He said and I shook my head.

            “ And you are, you are helping me through this and I thank you for that.” I said and then leaned up and kissed him.

            I could feel him relaxing as he slowly kissed back, soft, but passionate.

            I slowly pulled back and smiled and he returned the gesture.

            “We should probably go out there, they are probably getting the wrong idea…” I said, chuckling at the end.

            “ Nah, let them think what they want,” He smirked as he leaned in again and I chuckled and kissed him back, placing my hands around his neck in a soft way, playing with his hair as fireworks still erupted in my stomach as we kissed on the bathroom floor.