What will I do without u

Hangover

Jacks POV 

                 I woke up to a major headache. I grabbed my head in pain. I struggled to open my eyes in the bright morning light. I felt Mark sit up next to me. He wrapped his arms around me. "You okay?" "My head hurts like a bitch." I groaned grabbing my hair tighter. Mark rubbed his fingers through my hair rubbing my head. "Thanks Mark." "No problem love." I finally began to relax once more falling into Marks shoulder. I wrapped my arms around him. I heard the truck door slam and Dans voice speaking to Mark. They talked as if I couldn't hear them. "Hey we're ready to...he okay?" "Yeah just a hangover I think." "Oh well me and Phil are ready to drive back so get in." "Okay." Mark shook me slightly. "Jack come on we gotta get going." I lifted my head out of his shoulder and stood up. I felt so dizzy. Mark caught me before I fell. "You okay?" "Just a bit dizzy." Mark jumped out of the back of the truck and helped me down. I got in the truck and laid my head on Marks shoulder. I closed my eyes hoping the aching would go away. It didn't. I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't. 

Marks POV 

                 Jacks eyes were squeezed shut. Why was his hangover so bad? Mine wasn't to bad. I placed my hand on the back of his head hoping it would help. Jack wrapped his arms around me putting his face back into my shoulder. This ride was gonna be hell for him. Two hours of a bumpy car ride and a major hangover just don't mix. 

Jacks POV 

               About an hour into the ride I made Dan pull over. I needed a minute without the car moving. He said it would take a minute since we were on the highway which was even worse. Mark rubbed circles into the back of my head trying to help the pain go away. He kissed the top of my head which made my muscles become less tense. I felt the truck jerk to a stop a few moments later. "Okay Jack were here." I heard Phil say. I sat still ignoring them just enjoying the fact we weren't moving. "Jack love we're here." Marks voice was the only one I could tolerate right now. I slowly lifted my head grabbing the side it. I felt sick to my stoamch just moving. Mark opened the car door and helped me out. The moment I got out I collapsed onto Mark. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his fell around my waist. My head stayed buried in his shoulder. "Is he okay?" Dan questioned. I felt Mark shrug. I pulled my head out of his shoulder and looked up at him. "You need a drink or somethin?" I nodded. Maybe that would help. I rested my head on Marks shoulder as we walked into the gas station. "I'm...I'm gonna go to the bathroom." "Okay I'll get ya somethin." "Okay." I slowly walked away from Mark trying not to topple over. The moment I got into the bathroom I stumbled over to the toilet and threw up a few times. Why was my hangover this bad? I placed my hands on the sides of the stall helping myself get back up. I met Mark back at the entrance. "You okay ya took a little longer then usual?" "Yeah I'm fine." "Here drink this." He handed me a bottle of water that I drank pretty quickly. After finishing it off it made my stomach hurt once more. I made my way back over to the truck Mark following behind me. We got back in the truck and continued driving. I buried my face into Marks chest again trying to block out the light. The ride made my head and stomach feel even worse. 

                When we had finally reached the house Mark got out and I stayed seated. "You comin Jack?" "Can you please carry me?" "Of course." Mark turned around and I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed onto my legs. I placed my head in between the crook in his neck. He thanked Phil and Dan for last night and the ride home and carried me inside. He placed me on the couch and studied me. The living room was always dark due to the dark colored curtains. Mark rubbed his fingers through my hair. 

Marks POV

               Jack looked paler then usual. Maybe he was sick or something. "Mark why does my head hurt so badly?" Jack groaned his voice sounding distance. "It'll go away soon." Jack sat up and snuggled into me again. I felt his forehead with the back of my head. He felt really hot. Maybe he was sick. "You feel really hot Jack. You feeling okay?" "Not really." I laid down on the couch so Jack would lay down with me. I could tell Jack wasn't sleeping. I rubbed my hand through his sweaty hair and kissed his head. He must of really had a fever. "Jack you wanna go upstairs?" Jack nodded and slowly sat up. I jumped over his legs and looked at him before helping him stand. Jack was paler then normal and sweaty. His eyes wanted to close but they couldn't. He wrapped his hands around my neck and I grabbed his waist steadying him. I whispered into Jacks ear. "Think you can walk." "Yeah." Jack let go of my neck but I kept my hands on his waist. Jack made it halfway up the stairs and stopped for a second. "You okay?" "Mh hm." His eyes were closed for a quick minute. "Come on your almost there." "Okay." He opened his eyes and made it into his room. I carefully laid him down on the bed and watched as he gripped his hair. I rubbed my hands in circles on the back of his head as I did in the car. Jack finally fell asleep and I called the doctor to schedule a appointment for tomorrow. I know I probrably overreacted but I needed to be sure. I got into bed with Jack and fell asleep.

              I woke up the next morning with Jack snuggled into my chest. He looked even sicker then  yesterday. I gently shook him to wake him up. "Jack we have to get ready for your appointment." "Okay." I helped Jack get around and I got around as well. The hard part is was gonna be getting him down the stairs. "Can you walk?" "Yeah." Jack walked out of his room better then yesterday. He hesitated before going down the stairs. I went down first and Jack followed. He gripped the railing really hard. He got halfway down the stairs and fell down. I grabbed him right before he fell. I slowly sat him down on the stair. "Jack? What's going on?" "M..Mark I'm so dizzy." Jack laid his head up against the railing. Jack looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes. I picked him up bridal style and carried him to the car. I did the same thing for when we got to the doctors. The doctor examined Jack in every way possible. I was so nervous I chewed my finger nails off so far I couldn't chew them anymore. When the doctor left to get the results I watched Jack lay down with his eyes closed. I went over to him and he opened his eyes. "You feeling any better?" "I don't know." The doctor came back in and I turned around quickly hoping for good news. "He's just sick it should pass in a few days." My chest loosened and I thanked the doctor and took Jack home. "I love you Mark." "I love you too Jack."