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Chapter Seventy-Six

It's been a few months.

Dan and I just celebrated our 8 month anniversary, Louises ex apologised and everything seems to be going alright.

Job wise, I still don't have a proper one. I mean I make money from my blog, but that's not what I want. I want to do bigger and better things but haven't had the opportunity to yet.

Also, there has been a lot of rumours surrounding Dan and I.
He hasn't said anything about me online these past few months, making everyone and their goldfish believe we broke up when in reality, our relationship is stronger than it ever was.

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I wake up fairly early that morning, feeling extremely nauseous.
I run to the bathroom and immediately throw up in the toilet, getting rid of the nausea.

I flush it and wash my face before looking at the time: 8:03 am.

Dan and Phil are both already at the BBC, meaning I have no one with me in the house.
I try to go back to bed but the unwell feeling in my stomach keeps me awake.

I sigh. Starting my period is not appreciated since Dan and I are going to be home alone tonight and I want to use that chance of some 'quality one on one time'.

But then I remember: I can't be on my period.
I take birth control and haven't missed a day, so this is probably just the flu which isn't making me feel any better.

Thinking of my boyfriend, he texts me just now.

Dan: You up babe?
Y/N: Yup, just woke up, not feeling to great :(

*incoming call from Dan*

"Hey love.", I say.
"Hey love. Firstly, your morning voice is fucking sexy. Secondly, what's wrong?"
I giggle before replying: "Well, I just feel nauseous and threw up."
"Oh no, babe, I'll be home as soon as possible. Get some rest, I will get some meds."
"It's alright, Dan. Don't rush home I'll be okay."
"I'm not leaving you on your own when you're not feeling good.
Oh- I've gotta go, see you soon, love you.", he says and hangs up.

I roll to my side and sigh.
I just don't deserve someone like him.

The next few hours are spent browsing Tumblr, Instagramand Twitter. A lot if people keep tweeting 'Y/S/N' (your ship name) proof' at me, trying to figure out if we're together or not.
After all that's happened with the press, Dan and I don't share our relationship online whatsoever, which we both prefer.

An hour later I drift back to sleep but get woken up by kisses on my forehead. "Wake up princess.", the voice of my boyfriend calls.
I slowly open my eyes to see Dan with a pharmacy bag along with some flowers.
"Aw thank you babe.", I say and hug him.
He sits down next to me as he puts down the stuff: "Are you feeling any better?"
"Yes, now that you're here.", I respond and kiss him.

We spent the day at home, lazy.
Dan constantly made sure I am okay and even cooked for me. (Let's not talk about the fact that it made me nauseous.)

He placed dozens of kisses on my head every time I released a wimp in pain.

Even though I appreciate his caring persona, all I really want is to curl up in bed and call my mom.
So I did, while he is editing in the lounge.

"Hello darling, how are you?", she asks when she picks up.
"Not so good, that's why I'm calling. Do you know anything natural against naucia?"
"Oh Y/N, I'll text you some tea recipes in a minute. Where are you?"
"At Dan's."
"Well, is he taking good care of you?"
"Very good, actually. His cooking made me throw up, but at least he tried I guess.", I laugh.
My mother laughs before clearing her throat: "When did you get sick?"
"Well today's the worst but I felt nauseous these past couple of weeks."
"When was your last period? ", she now asks in a serious tone.
"Um- about a month ago, but I take the pill, mom. I'll get it tomorrow actually."
"Well let's see if you do."
I laugh: "What is that supposed to mean?"
She sighs: "Have you ever thought of the possibility of being pregnant?"