What About Us? (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter Nineteen- Hospital bound..

~Next Morning~

Cassie P.O.V

I woke up feeling really sick. I went into the bathroom and threw up. What the heck, ugh. I cleaned up and went downstairs. The boys and my girls were there. I shyly smiled, I felt super sick. I went into the kitchen, I felt so dizzy and sick. Something was wrong; I put my head down on the counter. It felt like was spinning non-stop. I felt strong arms around my waist,

“You okay baby?!”

I turned around and rested my head on his chest; he rubbed my back,

“I don’t feel good Haz.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m dizzy. I feel like I’m going to puke again…”

“Baby sits down.”

I sat down on the floor,

“That works too.”

He sat next to me.

“I’m gonna throw up again…”

I ran into the bathroom, pushing Liam into the wall. What was wrong with me? Harry came into the bathroom; he held my hair back and rubbed my back. I really didn’t want him in here while I’m puking my guts out, but because I was throwing up I didn’t say anything. I started crying once I was finished because who doesn’t cry. Harry pulled me into his body, making me feel safe. I felt like shit though. Harry said,

“You want anything? Should we go to the hospital?”

I sighed,

“I don’t know. I’ve thrown up two times in the past fifteen minutes. I don’t think that’s healthy.”

Harry chuckled a bit,

“Why don’t you lie down?”

“Can I just stay here? I don’t want to move!”

He laughed,

“Babe, you should lay down on a bed or sofa.”

I groaned. I didn’t want to move. I felt so sick... I tried getting up, I was so weak. I brushed my teeth and started walking out, I could barely walk and I was so dizzy again. I got to the stairs and slowly started to walk up them, it was so difficult. Harry was right behind me, I think he knew I was having a hard time walking. I got to the top and felt even dizzier; the world was spinning so fast. I started swaying back and forth; Harry put his hand on my waist,

“Woah baby, you okay?”

I mumbled something out, Harry picked me up and carried me to my room, he laid me on my bed. I felt like I was going to throw up again. I got up and ran to the toilet, Harry followed,

“Babe, I don’t think you’re okay.”

He sounded really concerned. I would be too if I was him, I shut the toilet seat and laid my head on the seat. I didn’t want to move; Harry gently picked me up and put me on my bed.

“I’ll be right back love.”

Harry P.O.V

I went downstairs, something was really wrong with her and I was worried. Everyone looked at me,