I woke up suddenly, feeling a strong pain in my abdomen. Oh, joy, the many perks of being a girl. I quickly bent forward, attempting to get to my bag, with my bottle of pills, before the real pain kicked in.
I was three seconds away from lifting the small orange bottle out of the bag when I shrunk back, dropping the bottle and groaning loudly as the wave of pain washed over me.I groaned again as it hit again, and I was drowning in my own personal frozen lake of pain. The feeling spread into my chest and I winced, tears springing to my eyes.
"Fuck, Tia, dude, are you alright?" Someone to my right said, and I simply groaned again, unable to say anything. "Tia?" The voice sounded again, concern lacing it.
"Meds," I whispered, the tears leaving my eyes and dropping onto my knees as I mustered up the strength to point to my bag. I watched as hands reached into the small bag and pulled out my pills.
"How many?" The voice asked, and I lifted two fingers. I heard the voice sigh and I whimpered as my body was gently lifted back into a sitting position, making my spine straighten. The pain was even worse in this position, but I knew that it would soon be over, and sucked it up.
"Open your mouth," the voice instructed, and I did so, feeling two pills being put onto my tongue. I shut my mouth and forced myself to swallow, feeling the pain lessen slightly.
A bottle of water was placed into my hands, and I unscrewed the lid, drinking greedily from it, until I remembered the reason behind the pain.
"Shit," I mumbled, springing up from my seat, grabbing my carry on bag with my emergency spare clothes and ran into the bathroom. Around ten minutes later I exited, having sorted myself out, brushed my teeth, and changing into the other clothes.
I walked over to my seat, squeezing past a sleeping Calum, and smiled broadly at Michael. "Thanks for that," my smile grew timid, and he returned a soft smile.
"It's nothing, my exgirlfriend's periods were really bad and heavy too, she was on the same medication as you," he lifted up the arm between us, and I imagined cuddling up to him, like I used to with Luke. I felt slightly better at the thought of being held by someone again, until I realised how much of a creeper I sounded like.I barely know the guy, and I'm daydreaming about being held in his arms?
He patted his chest, and I froze, feeling a blush spread amongst my cheeks and neck. Did he know? Was I staring at his chest or something?
He cleared his throat slightly, and I refocused on him. He seemed just as nervous as I felt. "I know it's weird, 'cause we've only just met and everything, but I know it helps to have something warm on your stomach, and all I've got are my hands, and it'd be really awkward to sleep with your hands on your own belly," he cleared his throat again at the end. and I nodded, leaning into him slightly.
To be honest, it didn't feel all that awkward. It actually felt amazing to be held again after two years of fending for myself. And the gesture itself was absolutely adorable, and was extremely comforting. Ir reminded me of Luke, and how we'd end up constantly holding onto one another when I was in this state, and that was just something that I felt like I needed. Something I couldn't let go of.
Mikey wrapped his arms loosely around my waist, resting his hands palms down on my stomach and pushing down slightly, the cramp lifted immediately. I'd forgotten how good this felt, how every nerve ending in my body relaxed. I started to doze off again, and I felt Michael's chest vibrate as he chucked underneath me.
"Goodnight, Tia," he whispered, and I smiled sleepily, even though I knew he couldn't see it clearly. He sounded just like Luke then. "Wake me up if it starts to hurt again and I'm asleep, okay?"
"Okay, I will. Goodnight, I love you Luke," I whispered, already half asleep.
"He loves you too, Tia, I'm sure of it."
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And there you go.
This one is really suckish, I'm sorry.
Writing the next one already, should be able to double update, lucky winkles.
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Enchanted || 5sauce
Fanficenchanted past participle, past tense of en·chant (Verb) Verb Fill (someone) with great delight; charm. Put (someone or something) under a spell. jUST TO LET YOU KNOW THIS IS REALLY POORLY WRITTEN AND JUST WOW ITS HORRIBLE BUT IF YOU WANNA READ IT...