Secrets (On hold)

Chapter Thirteen

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*Harry’s POV*

“Are you falling asleep on me?” I hear the humor in Lauren’s voice as she shakes my shoulder. I smile but keep my eyes closed.

“Maybe…”

“Well if you fall asleep who will comfort me when the movie gets scary?” Lauren asks, running her hand through my hair, making me even sleepier. 

“It’s not scary Laur, its Harry Potter. Plus you’ve seen it a thousand times.” I roll my eyes but lift my head off her lap and sit up.

I wrap my arm around her shoulder and pull her closer to me, she willing scoots over. I kick my feet up on the couch and she cuddles into my side. I miss this, it’s one of the things we can’t do while on tour. I mean we could, but we’d be on a bus either crammed in a bunk, or sitting in the lounge with other people.  I watch the movie, but I just can’t seem to keep my eyes open. I let my head fall back against the couch cushion and absentmindedly play with Lauren’s hair. Before I know it, I’m asleep again.

I jolt awake, not sure of where I am or how long I was asleep. I look around and remember I am in Lauren’s flat, and we were watching a movie. I sit up when I realize she isn’t next to me like she was earlier.

“Lauren?” I call out to her and stand up, rub my eyes.

When she doesn’t respond, I wander down the hallway and see the bathroom lights on, the door cracked halfway open. Without bothering to knock I open the door wide to see Lauren sitting on the ground in front of the toilet. Her head resting on her knees. 

“What happened? Are you alright?” I startle her, she visibly jumps and her head flashes up to look at me. Her hazel eyes look tired, and their rimmed with tears.

“I’m fine… I just feel really nauseas. It’s fine Harry leave.”  Her throat sounds hoarse, and I kneel down next to her.

“Are you sick? What can I do for you?”

“I don’t know. I must’ve eaten something bad. Can you get me water?” Lauren asks, putting her head back on her knees.

“Yeah, hold on I’ll be right back.” I stand up and quickly walk to the kitchen. What’s wrong with her? Did she eat something bad?

I start filling her glass with water when I hear coughing, and Lauren start getting sick.

“Shit.” I mutter to myself and set the half full glass of water on the counter and run to the bathroom.

She’s hunched over the toilet with her hair fanned around her. I quickly walk behind her and gather her hair behind her neck. When she finishes, I reach over and flush the toilet.

“I really didn’t want you to see that.” Lauren mutters and grabs a tissue off the counter, wiping off her mouth.

“It’s fine. How do you feel?” I ask, moving to sit on the floor next to her.

“A little better. This is so embarrassing.” Lauren groans and looks away from me.          

“No it’s not stop. Did you eat something that made you sick?” I run my hands through my hair and look at her flushed face. Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead, and her eyes were glossy. Even disheveled and sick she is still the most beautiful girl I know.

“I don’t know. I must’ve. I can’t think of what else it would be.” She says, closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the wall. She lets out a sigh. “Unless maybe I picked up a stomach bug.”