YouTube Love

Chapter 22

After we finished our nap, we got up and Mark went into the kitchen. "Jess," he asked. "Hm?"I said quietly. "Are you hungry at all?" Mark poked his head from the fridge. My stomach growled. "No, I'm fine." I said. "I still am feeling kind of sick." I told him. He came back out and joined me. "Alright." He said as he sat down next to me. He was so good to me. He really was the best thing to have come into my life.
We sat on the couch in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presence. Then he asked, "how does a movie sound?"
I looked up at him and smiled. "Sure. I just have to go to the bathroom first."
"Alright. I'll be here." He said.
I got up and walked into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and made a disgusted face. "I am gross." I thought to myself. "I feel gross." I lifted up my shirt and looked at my stomach. It was just peeking out over my jeans. I poked my stomach, I sucked it in and then nodded. Now I felt pretty.
I put my shirt back down and then looked down at my thighs. They were just barely touching but as I walked around they moved too much. I hated the way they jiggled. It was absolutely disgusting.
I made another face. "Just disgusting. Look at yourself Jessica." I looked in the mirror. "You are ugly."
I walked out feeling slightly depressed, but as soon as I saw Mark, my spirits lifted.
He looked at me and smiled. "Hey baby." He greeted me. I smiled back and sat down next to him, snuggling up to him. "Hi Markimoo." I said happily.
He chuckled, wrapping a blanket around me. Then he kissed the top of my head and held me close to him. He took the remote and switched on the movie.
About half way through the movie, I started getting pains in my stomach again. I tried to ignore it, so I hugged Mark around the stomach. He put his arm around me and rubbed my back.
I nuzzled my head on his chest and the pains subsided. I smiled as I got comfortable again. Not even a minute passed and all of a sudden my stomach felt as though it was being ripped viciously. I sat up quick and I clutched my stomach. Mark sat up and looked at me. He paused the movie and put his arm around me. "Jess? What's wrong?" He asked concerned.
I breathed shakily and heavily. "M-m-my stomach..." I told him weakly. "I-it hurts...a lot..." Again my stomach hurt greatly and I doubled over. I could feel sweat starting to form. I felt like I was going to be sick, but I couldn't move. The pain was overwhelming.
"Do you need to go into the bathroom?" Mark asked me.
I simply nodded and he scooped me up and carried me into the bathroom.
He set me next to the toilet and then told me he'd be right outside if he needed me.
He shut the door as he left. I opened the toilet seat and started panting above the bowl.
"What the fuck?" I thought to myself.
I ended up getting sick and my stomach had sharp pains after I was done. But they were bearable. I flushed the toilet. "M-Mark...?" I called, barely able to get any words out.
He opened the door slowly. "You okay, love?" He asked and saw I was still on the floor so he sat down next to me.
I nodded and he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me into him. I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed. He kissed the top of my head and put his cheek on the top of my head.
"I love you Jess, no matter what." He told me sweetly. He then scooped me up again and carried me to the couch, but instead of setting me on the couch, he sat and then put me in his lap. Mark pulled the blanket over me and told me to get comfortable. I put my head on his chest and hugged his stomach. I could hear his heartbeat, it was so calming to listen to. I was exhausted and mentally drained. "I love you too Markimoo..." I said sleepily. I could hear him smile and then his hold tightened. He turned the movie back on but I just ended up falling asleep.
Mark must have let me sleep because I woke up on the couch with a blanket over me and a glass of water next to me on the coffee table. I sat up and Mark was in the kitchen. I grabbed the glass of water and started to drink it. The water hit my scratchy sore throat and I winced, it hurt but it felt good. I was so thirsty.
I finished the water and got up, carrying the glass into the kitchen.
"Have a good sleep?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I'm actually feeling better too." I told him and I smiled.
He had this look of slight suspicion on his face but it disappeared as soon as it got on his face.
"Are you sure?" He asked. He came up and put his arms around my waist. He got close to my face. "Because I was thinking I should stay the night, to make sure you're okay."
My heart leaped.
"...o-okay!" I exclaimed, maybe a bit too excitedly.
He chuckled. "Alright." He said. "I just gotta go grab some stuff back at my house. Wanna tag along?"
I nodded, still with a big smile on my face. He gave me a kiss, but this time it was more passionate than the others he's given me. He put his hands on my cheeks, cupping them.
When he broke away, I looked at him stunned. He pressed his forehead to mine and held me close to him.
"What was that for?" I asked. "I mean, don't get me wrong; I liked that. I liked it a lot. But where did it come from?"
He just gazed into my eyes and then smiled. "You're just so beautiful. I couldn't help it."
I blushed; hardcore.
"Awe!" He said. "Someone's blushing!" He put his hands on my sides. I just turned my face away and I giggled.
He put his finger under my chin and brought my face back to his, slowly. "Don't do that," he said. Then he kissed me again, softly. He broke away. Then stared into my eyes. He took a minute before he spoke again. "I won't be able to see the beauty that is you." He whispered.
I blushed again. He was so good to me. I never had dated someone who was this good to me before. All they did was care what they wanted, not about me.

I ran my fingers through his hair slowly and smiled at him, my eyes starting to water a bit. My hand fell to his cheek and I slowly leaned in and kissed him.
I didn't want the moment to end.