The Mistake [Norman Reedus] Book One {{COMPLETED}}

Chapter 6

His lips were still on mine and I had relaxed a tad.  Norman's hand was still holding mine and he started to lift his head up and down.  It all escalated, and I was broken out of my trance when a bang on the door interrupted us.  

I pulled away slowly, satisfied with this, yet trembling with nervousness and from being surprised.  

"Come on guys!  Hurry up!" Sean's voice was muffled through the door.

My eyes were still closed, and my hand was on the side of his head.  His hand was on my waist, and I was breathing heavily.  The room had gotten extremely hot in the past few seconds,  and I could tell that it was just me acting this way.  Norman didn't seem hot, and I would've been able to tell since our foreheads were pressed together and our faces inches away from each other.  

I guess he could tell I felt hot because his hand found my cheek and he pulled it away, "Oh God, your burning up!"  

It was true, I couldn't help it.  My hand fell from his head and I pulled my whole body away.  I could tell now, though, that this wasn't just nervousness.  I felt weak and shaky.  I was sick.

"We gotta get you to bed.  Sean, come in!" He called to Sean and scooted away from me, just in case Sean thought anything about us love-birds.  

"Um, I can't go to the signing in an hour.  Grace might have a fever.  I'll take her to a doctor if it gets worse, but she really needs sleep, and I can't just leave her. Sorry dude." He apologized.  I felt bad, but that feeling was interrupted by a sharp groaning in my stomach that grew up to my throat and out my mouth.  I managed to grab the trashcan that was sitting on the side of the chair, and catch everything in it.  

"I just can't go." He said, trying not to stare at me and my mess.  

I really didn't know what came over me, maybe just a bug, or a flue, but whatever it was it sure did hurt.  It was like an acid eruption that stung and burned still, even though it was out of me.

"Well, alright, but how you gonna get her to the doctor.?" Sean asked.  

"I don't know, I might just take Luke's truck if he lets me." Norman suggested, seeing me start to cough and rubbing his hand over my back.  

It was already eleven at night and I was exhausted and starving.  I realized that I hadn't eaten anything but Pepsi and a couple snacks at the Walking Dead set.   Maybe that's why I didn't feel so good.  

My eyelids felt like led and I couldn't keep them up any longer.  I finally shut them and leaned back against the couch.  

"We told the fas that we would be back in an hour!" Sean pleaded to Norman.
"I know, I know, but Grace wasn't sick then!" Norman objected.
"Yes, but, the fans are counting on us to be there!" 
"I know, I told you.  But, Grace!" 
"I can get Nick or someone to stay in while you go sign a couple then come check in on her." 

They got silent, and I could tell that they were looking at me.  It wasn't until impact that I realized I had been sliding down the couch and my head was now resting on Norman's lap.

"Now I'm not getting up." Norman said.  

Sean grunted and laughed at the same time, walked out and shut the door behind him.  

Norman's arm found my arm and he rested his arm on me, slowly rubbing my arm.  This calmed everything inside me, and I had a chance to go over everything that happened today.  

First, the airport.  I tried to see this man, then he ended up coming to me, then sitting next to me.  Then off the plane.  Him yelling that his jacket was a fake, and him grabbing my luggage and calling me "Sweetie".  Then him flashing his eyes to only the man so he would obey him and get our bikes, then him calling my "Honey" and mentioning my dad.  Then, the depressing gene I get from my dad (That makes me depressed over things that wouldn't usually depress someone) took over and I hit him in the stomach and lip.  Then going to the medical room and blowing up in his face, only to later feel like crap.  Then having that good yet awkward conversation with him that I helped with my "Autograph and hug" response.  Then me somehow meeting James in jail and making out with him.