Stomach Tied In Knots...

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~ Kellins POV ~

I feel sick. Like, I might actually throw up, but there is no logical reason behind it. I have not eaten anything out of the ordinary, or done anything to stress my stomach. This feeling, it reminds me so much of the feelings I got when I first left Heather in England when we were 14...oh my god, this is worry! I am feeling sick with worry! But, what in the fuck am I worrying about!?! After I went back to America, I remember I got this feeling a lot...

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I felt it. That same feeling in the pit of my stomach. It woke me from my sleep. Each time I felt this way, I thought I would throw up, but I never did. I felt the sudden urge to text her, and without a second thought, I did.

Me: Baby, are you ok? 😕❤️

She responded shortly after, but it was not reassuring

Babygirl: Mhmm, whats up?

I knew for a fact she was not ok. She ALWAYS sent at least one emoji, and she did not, I knew something was up.

Me: Baby, dont lie to me, I can tell when you're lying. 😔❤️

Babygirl: How? You're on the other side of the world!?!

Me: I can just tell baby. I feel sick whenever something is wrong with you, like I do now, it physically woke me up, so tell me what is really bothering you. 🙁❤️

Babygirl: ...Im stuck in the moment baby. ❤️

Me: What do you mean? 🤔❤️

Babygirl: I have a terrible habit of living in the past, Im constantly thinking back to the days we spent together, and how much I miss them, it hurts to think back, but I cant stop myself. 😭❤️

Me: Baby, are you crying? 😱❤️

Babygirl: ...maybe...😔❤️

Me: Oh baby! 😱😭❤️

I then went to Skype and called her, she answered on the second ring and the first thing I heard was her sniffle, my stomach flipped.
"Baby, shhh, its alright, Im here, dont cry anymore, its alright, I'll be with you again soon, then I can wrap my arms around you, kiss those tears away and never let you go." I whispered to her through the screen.
I saw a smile on her gorgeous face as tears rolled down her cheeks "I cant wait, I miss you so much."
I grinned back at her "I miss you too baby." And then, for the next 40 minutes, we just talked, cheered each other up, made each other smile. And it was fucking beautiful.

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Tears fill my eyes as I realize what this sick feeling means. No matter how far apart we were, I always got a sick feeling in my stomach when she was crying. Always. We have such a strange bond, and even after all this time, I still feel this sickness. But now I know what this means. It means my babygirl, my world, my love, is crying. I fumble for my phone and go to twitter. Forgetting my previous anxieties and worries over messaging her, forgetting to plan this out completely so that I dont fuck up, I message her.

Me: Hey, long time no see! How are you? Are you ok? Did you enjoy the show? I have so many questions, so much to tell you, but I dont know when or how to tell you, when the time will seem right...Im stupid, Im sorry 😂❤️

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