Hayden's choice

chapter one.

"hayden! time to get up!" my mother yelled at me from down stairs. as i got up i got a rush of dizziness, so i ran to the bathroom and threw up what i had left in my system. "honey, are you okay?" my mother asked wth concern on her face. and before i could say anything i threw up again. "i'll call andrew and tell him that you're not going to school today, maybe he can come over and take care of you, i'm working the late shift at the hospital tonight. oh, and i'll call your father too and tell him that you won't be able to go and stay with him this weekend." and before i could argue with her, i begin throwing up again. "i told you mexican wasn't a good idea sweetie, here's some water, i'll be right back." than with that, my mother walked out. i hated missing school, especially with it being my senior year. so i drank the water my mother gave me, got up out of the floor and walked slowly back to my bed, got in my comfy bed. and as soon as i drifted to sleep my mother walked in and said "i hope you feel better baby, get some rest, and please try to eat something like soup or a popsicle. it'll help with your stomach. i love you honey" she kissed my fore head and walked out. when i woke up from my nap, someone was in the kitchen, probaly andrew, making noise."shut up!" i yelled out. "i brought you some soup and some crackers, here drink some water." he said coming up the stairs. "i'm not hungry, go away." i snared at him. "baby please eat, it'll help with your stomach." "fine." i hated when he did that whole lovey dovey sweet thing he does. i begin to sit up, "thanks bae, that's so swe-" uh oh, then there it was, barf all over my loving boyfriend. "i'm sorry, i couldn't help it, i apoligized." he didnt say anything, he didn't look mad. he just got up. walked out and came back with a towel, wiped his self off and picked me up, walked me down stairs sat me on the couch. gave me a blanket and some crackers and a glass of water and walked back upstairs. i wasn't sure if i should get up or help or not, but i felt like something was stabbing my stomach that i couldnt even move. i ate my crackers and drank my water like a good girl friend, while the love my life was washing my sheets and cleaning up the throw up in my room without one complaint coming out of his mouth. i don't know what i would do without him...

"here take this." andrew said as he walked up to me and handed me a trashcan. he must've read my mind cause i threw everything i just consumed up in my green trashcan. when andrew came back he sat in the chair next to me with what looked like a hamburger in his hand, and with that, the smell of the onions disgusted me, and made throw up again. i'm never eaten mexican, again... "your mom said that she made you a doctor apointment monday at three and for me to take you." andrew said. he got up and popped in my favorite movie in the whole world. Titanic. i loved that stupid movie it made cry every time, even if i did know what was gonna happen. but i guess i was just so exausted i fell asleep within like the first ten minutes. when i woke up my house was empty, i looked over at the clock on the tv, 3:45 a.m. dang, i must've been tired. i walked up stiars took a nice hot shower. i felt a little better, but still kinda quesy. i hope i'm not sick when i get to go tour harverd next saturday. when i walked towards my room to change, andrew was crashed on my brother tanners bed. i hope tanner doesn't find out, cause tanner would not be happy f he find out his worst enemy was sleeping in his bed. i walked queitly and slowly to my room, trying to not make my stomach mad again. grabbed som pajama pants, a tank top and a sweater and walked to tanners room and layed next to andrew. just laying next to him, i felt like my whole world was complete. like everything in the world was right. he is my everything.