Hey guys, it's Nika. Sorry for not posting, I have had writers block for a while now and I finally made a story I am okay with.
Requested by @staceystonier
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You're 17
He's 20
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Your P.O.V.
You turned on your side as your stomach cramped, trying to find a comfortable position. The sweat covered sheets stuck you your body as you tried to ease the pain in your stomach. You twisted and turned, trying to find a position that wouldn't hurt your stomach. But it was no use,
You had food poisoning.
Of course, the week Calum is home, I get sick.
Thanks karma
Your stomach gurgled again, making you grimace at the pain it was causing you. You tried not to make any noise, Calum had just gotten home and needed rest. But your stomach was not having it. You let out a silent sob as your stomach flipped for the one millionth time.
" W-why me? Why now?" You muttered quietly as you made a mad dash for the bathroom. You placed your head over the porcelain bowl, praying it would only be a false alarm.
It wasn't.
Your stomach rose to your throat and you gagged before letting it all out. The bile burned your throat, making you want to sob, but you still tried to be quiet.
For Calum's sake.
You began shaking uncontrollably as you began dry heave, your stomach clenching painfully.
Your parents were away on business so it was just you and Calum for the next few weeks. You didn't want to wake him up because he needed to sleep, but you didn't want to continue going through this by yourself.
You hated throwing up. It's was one of your biggest fears, and yet here you were, throwing up everything.
Your stomach finally seemed to relax. You leaned against the cool tile of your bathroom wall, your sweat covered back sticking to your tee-shirt. You were so tired, your eyes were just starting to droop when you heard a quiet knock.
" Y/n? Are you alright in there?" It was Calum, " I heard some noises coming from your room. Is everything okay?"
You didn't want to tell him, you didn't want him to worry about you.
" I-I'm fine, just g-go back to sleep Cal." You stuttered, your throat raw and scratchy.
" You don't sound fine, can I come in?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.
" Calum I'm fine, j-just go back to sleep." You replied, clearing your throat, trying to convince him you were okay.
" I'm coming in Y/n."
" Calum!"
The door swung open to reveal a very sleepy Calum, but his face immediately turned to concern when he saw you.
" Y/n, you are clearly not alright. What happened sweetheart?" He asked you, kneeling down to your level.
" F-food poisoning." You stuttered, wiping the excess sick from the corners of your mouth.
" Awe Y/n, you should've told me! I would've helped you if I'd known."
" B-but you had just got home, and I- I didn't want to bother you."
" You'd never be a bother to me Y/n. Now come on, lets clean you up." He said, wrapping his arm around your waist as he helped you stand.
