Ashley's POV
I rolled over and saw an empty bed. 'Andy?' I called. No response. 'Andy?!' I repeated, slightly louder. Yet again, no response. I quickly clambered out of bed and walked down the stairs. I saw a small note folded on the table. Curiously, I walked over to it. Ash x It read. I quickly unfolded the note and read it.
I've just quickly popped out, still not feeling too great
Love,
Andy xxI placed the note back down on the table and made myself a mug of coffee. Hopefully he should be back soon. I looked at my watch. 6.45am It read. Andy's not really a morning person, I'm surprised he's up this early.
About 10 minutes later the front door opened and Andy walked in. I walked up to him and gently hugged him, not wanting to make him feel worse. He hugged me back for a few seconds then pulled back and said 'you did get my note, right?' I nodded. He simply smiled and walked into the kitchen to boil the kettle. 'It should still be hot!' I called from the living room.
He walked in a couple of minutes later, blowing on his coffee to cool It down. 'How are you feeling?' I asked, once he had sat down. He shrugged. 'I could be better, I guess.' He muttered, giving me a weak smile. I grabbed his hand. 'Do you want me to book an appointment with the doctor?' I asked, trying not to sound to worried. He shook his head. 'It's probably nothing.' He replied, taking a sip of his drink. I nodded. 'But if it carries on any longer..' I started. He nodded and said 'yeah, I'll see a doctor if I still feel like this tomorrow.' He placed his mug on the placemat and got up. 'Where are you going?' I asked. He turned around. ' I'm going to wash my face.. I thought I told you that?' He said. I shook my head. 'You didn't..' I said, starting to get really concerned. 'Oh.. it must be my headache.' He said with a small smile and walked into the bathroom. Something wasn't right.
Andy's POV
I hoped that the walk would've made me feel better. If I'm honest, I'm pretty sure it made me feel worse. Maybe Ash is right. I probably should see a doctor if this carries on for much longer. I've had colds and flu before, but they're not usually this bad. I came out of the bathroom and sat back down on the sofa. My heads all over the place. A sharp pain shot through my head, making me wince. Ash grabbed my hand. 'What is it?' He asked, concern showing in his voice. 'Headache' I muttered quietly. He nodded. 'Soup?' He asked. I smiled slightly and nodded. He started to walk out the room to make my soup. 'Ash?' I called. He turned round and nodded. 'I love you.' I said, smiling. He smiled back. ' I love you too.' He said, blowing a kiss to me. He walked out the room and left me alone. I sighed and laid back on the sofa, propping a pillow up for my head to rest on. Another pain shot through my head. I groaned and slowly got up. I walked across to the cupboards trying to find some paracetamol.
Dizziness hit me like a tidal wave. I held on to the cupboard door, trying to stay on my feet. It slowly passed and I carried on rummaging through the cupboard. 'Found you!' I whispered, grabbing a pack of paracetamol. I popped one in my mouth and washed it down with water. I walked over to the door and opened it, peering into the kitchen to see if Ash needed help. He saw me and waved his hands about. 'Sit!' He said. I laughed. 'I'm not a dog!' He chuckled and gently pushed me along, back into the living room and on to the sofa. I giggled and laid back down as he tucked me in.
Ash walked back into the kitchen to carry on cooking my soup. 'GODDAMN IT!' I heard Ash scream. 'What?' I called from the sofa. 'I just spilt half of this bloody soup down me!' He screamed. I forced myself not to laugh and walked into the kitchen to help him clean up. I bent down to clean up the soup on the floor. As I stood back up, my head became very hot. Dizziness hit me again and I grabbed Ash to try and steady myself. 'Andy? Are you okay..?' Ash asked, concerned. I tried to nod but lost my balance and crashed into the side of the counter. 'That's it, I'm calling the doctor.' Ash said and ran over to the phone. I tried to stand upright, but my knees buckled and my legs gave way, sending me crashing to the floor.
I attempted to sit up. My throat was burning and my head was spinning. I tried to get to the bathroom. I pulled myself along, using anything I could find. Radiators, tables, pictured frames. I finally made it to the toilet and sat on the floor, preparing myself incase I threw up, and unsurprisingly, I did. Ash walked in and rubbed my back. 'We're leaving in 10 minutes.' He said, giving me a sympathetic smile. I wiped my mouth and slowly tried to get up. My head seemed less light now and I managed to slowly pull myself up, with Ash's help.
10 minutes later we clambered into the car and drove to the Doctors, my window open just incase I puked again. We finally arrived and sat down in the waiting room. After a couple of minutes of sitting there, the Doctor came out. 'Mr Biersack?' He called. Ash squeezed my hand and we slowly walked into the room..
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