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I groan and roll in bed, clenching my stomach. I guess I was lucky on my time to come home or else I'd be dealing with this on the bus ride back right now. Yes, this is my time of the month. Oliver has called me along with Lauren and even Reed. I only answered Oliver and Lauren so they wouldn't file a missing persons report or something. Trust me, that's something both of them definitely would do. I made my mom call coach and he understood completely.

Oh, we did actually win the championship and now the season is over. We do have tryout options for this travel team though. Not sure if I'll go, even though soccer is my life.

Mom and Roger did want me to explain, so me being the innocent girl I am, told them everything. Of course I left out the drunk sex with Kent. That would've been awkward.

"We're going to pick Oliver up and take you guys out to dinner." My mom peeks her head into my room.

I shake my head. "I don't feel up to it."

"Oh come on. Roger will tell Reed off if we happen to run into him." Mom tries to amuse me.

"It's not just that, Mom. I really don't feel good and I've got my period." I roll my eyes at her.

"Fine. You know where the painkillers are." She kisses my forehead and leaves. I faintly see them pull out of the driveway from my window.

I might as well watch Netflix now that I'm awake. Yes, I woke up at 4pm and I am not ashamed. I briefly walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth and throw my hair up into a messy bun before coming downstairs. I take some meds and then wrap myself in a blanket on the couch. I go to binge watching Criminal Minds.

Just as I'm about to close my eyes again, the door bell rings. Who would come to my house at a time like this?

I sigh and get up to answer the door. Here I am, Annalise Johnson, wearing baggy sweatpants and a tank top with no bra on. Very attractive look.

"Lauren I swear to God if you are here and ringing the doorbell for amusement, I will kill you." I grumble, opening the door.

"Well shit, are you going to murder me too?" Reed Lawrence looks me up and down. "You look hot."

"What are you doing here?" I frown, not letting him by me.

"I wanted to know why-"

And this moment couldn't have gotten worse, yet it did.

I turn away and kneel on the floor, puking up all the junk food I ate last night. Not feeling the need to move, I just turn and drop onto the floor next to my puke.

"Okay, ew. But you're lucky I love you." Reed helps himself inside and shuts the door beside him. "Get up so we can clean you up."

"No." I groan and look at him with disgust. How can he stay when I'm the epitome of gross?

"Fine." He scoops me up, bridal style and walks to the upstairs bathroom. Curse this bastard that knows where everything is because he's been here too many times.

"Reed, my parents are home. Go home." I try to get him away when he sets me down on the toilet.

"Nice try, lise. I saw them pick up Oliver and told me a certain someone was home alone." He crosses his arms.

"Why would they want their teenage daughter home alone with a teenage boy? That screams dirty very loud." I shake my head.

"Good thing your mother informed me she trusts me since you've got your period." Reed winks this time.

My mouth hangs open as I realize what he has just said. I'm utterly embarrassed.

"Close your mouth before you throw up again. I'll go get you clothes." He turns around and leaves.

I'm still in the same position I was in before, not knowing what to do. Finally, I go into my room and see him looking confusedly in my drawers.

"Nice going smart ass, but I'll take it from here. Go home." I shove him away and get my clothes before walking to the bathroom.

"Well you take a shower and I'll clean up your vomit. I'll get a heating pad warmed up for you when you get out." Reed ignores what I said and closes the bathroom door.

What is he trying to do? I clearly don't want him here, right? I sigh and get in the shower after I've undressed. To make matters worse, I drop my shampoo and it opens all over the bottom. I laugh out of pain and lean down to pick it up, only to slip and bang my head very hard on the faucet.

"Annalise? Are you alright?" I hear Reed knock on the door.

"Yeah." I try to stand up, only to be dizzy and fall back.

"I'm coming in." He opens the door and grabs a towel.

I reach over to turn the water off as he hands me the towel. I wrap it around myself before saying I was decent and then he picks me up and sets me on my feet.

"Get dressed, I'm taking you to the hospital." He looks at me sternly.

"What? No." I shake my head before groaning and holding it. When I pull my hand back, there's blood.

"Okay, that's it. Put your underwear on." He takes off his shirt and slips it over my body, falling to my knees. After, he turns away.

I sigh and do my business. When I'm done I grab his arm and throw up in the toilet. Geez, I can't get a break.

Reed curses and picks me up, grabbing a random popcorn bowl and runs outside. He locked the door before going outside and sets me down in the back seat of his BMW. 

Before I know it, we're at the hospital and he picks me up again. He still doesn't have a shirt on and my hair is probably getting him soaking wet.

"Can someone help? She hit her head pretty bad." Reed tells the people at the desk. They nod and take me from Reed, laying me on a bed and he runs beside them, his face paling as the sheet gets red. It's only now I notice his shoulder is full of smeared blood.

I fall into a deep darkness.


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Author's Note: i have to admit, that's not where i was going to end it, but no harm in a little cliffhanger! What will happen to Annalise? How is Oliver's relationship with Reed?

Find out in the next chapter of Same Old Love!

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hailey

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