The puking didn't stop, Tom sat by the toilet with me as I propped myself up on the edge. "Tom you don't need to stay with me, it's gross" I groaned.
"No I want to" he brushed a strand of hair out of my face gathering my hair together and putting it in the best bun he could. I smiled with my lips as he helped me up. It was 1am and I had been up all night throwing up in our hotel toilet. This case of jet leg had to be the worse I've experienced. Sitting on the counter Tom helped take my shirt off tossing it on the ground, handing me a clean one, helping to pull it over my head.
I couldn't help but smile as I climbed into bed next to him, laying on top of the sheets since i was burning up, watching as he pulled his shirt off as he turn on the fan from across the room, "is that better?" he asked.
"You or the fan?" I smiled, and he rolled his eyes "the fan" letting out a laugh "it's good to know you're still yourself".
Nodding my head I took a deep breath and tried to fall asleep, my stomach hurt like crazy and it had to be the jet leg mixed with the plane food from earlier...either way this sucked because before, i was able to go to set with Tom like we planned, except now I'd be glued to this bed. ••• When I woke up I felt a chill race down my back, instantly I grabbed the sheets and pulled them over my shoulders. My fever must have broke, probably just a 24 hour thing, but I still didn't feel good.
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Tomholland2013: she might be sick but she's still the prettiest girl I've ever seen💞
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User: you know it's true love when you look your worst and someone still finds you attractive
User: ugh💞they're adorable
Paulrudd: wish I had a sick day with Tom:(
Chrisevans: wow Tom you're so perfect why can't we date
Tomholland2013: @ Chrisevans Dont worry I'll always love you
User: ^brotp
Beatrice: sssooooo cute stop💞
Scarletjohanssen: get better princess👑
Harrisonosterfield: fav human👏🏼feel better❤ ••• Squinting my eyes, they ached from the brightness of my phone screen. Closing them tightly, I opened them again to adjust the brightness. Now I had a headache... which I could deal with if this stomach ache would go away. I hadn't thrown up and I was able to eat some foods, but what made it worse was staying in our hotel room all day, trapped, only left to watch endless reruns of Kim possible cartoons.
Text messages
Webhead❤ How are you feeling?
Ellis👑 I feel fine, other than my mild headache, you sure you can't come pick me up and bring me to the set?
Webhead❤ You should rest for today atleast so you're 100% okay for tomorrow
Ellis👑 😩but I'm soo bored
Webhead❤ I know baby, maybe if you're feeling up for it I'll pick up some food on the way home and a movie
Ellis👑 That would be awesome💞 alright I'll text you later love you
Webhead❤ Love you too ••• Sighing as I tossed my phone on the bed, I walked over to the window, peering outside from above. The people walking down on the street seemed so small, and yet so full of life, especially on this raining cloudy day. It didn't rain much in L.A but when it did people seemed to use it to their advantage. While I couldn't believe I was stuck up here while there was so much going on outside.
Nerves of impatient filled my body as I couldn't wait for Tom to get home, I just wanted to be in his arms and have some real food by my side, none of this chicken noodle soup madness, yuck. The door clicked open and Tom walked into the small hotel, setting down his things. "How's my favorite sicky?" He joked, shoving his phone into his pocket.
"She's bored out of her mind" I laughed, taking the food he picked up and sitting down at the counter.
"Well, I'm going to take a super quick shower but you can go ahead and put the movie in" his voice moved around the room as he walked into the bathroom, turning on the faucet.
"Okay!" I called back. And in no time I had a bowl of popcorn placed in the middle of the bed and our pillows propped up, facing the screen. Tom picked up a classic: ferris buellers day off, it was by far my favorite movie, so I smiled when I turned the case over.
Running and landing next to me, Tom shook his hair hitting me over and over with each droplet. Covering my face I laughed "Tom stop!" Wiping the water from my cheeks. When he settled down I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling my stomach ache come and go, which was annoying. His arm was wrapped around my body pulling me closer to his bare chest, which with ease I curled up against.
The best part was the credits because they played the music from the film over and over again, Tom and I would point out actors and actresses and the producers if we knew them. Except most of the time I was listening to Tom hum the songs to himself and point out famous people and their work. So I laid still, uncomfortable from my stomach.
"You okay?" He smiled, making eye contact with me the moment I shifted my eyes to his. Instinctively I nodded my head, to be quite honest I didn't know how I really felt, I just wanted it to be the next day, so I could go to set with him. Planting a soft kiss on my forehead I didn't flinch when I felt his lips against my skin, and this time I was numb to the feeling and distracted by my fever growing again. Like usual he left a trail of kisses down my neck, and smoothly I turned my head giving him more access to my skin, I didn't mind the kisses, they actually felt good and took my mind off my pounding stomach and head. Only Tom wanted more and I wasn't in the mood, I didn't feel good, so instinctively I pulled away from his grasp, and he let go, searching for the reason why I stopped him.
Only I didn't say much, and with one swift movement he towered over me, a big smile on his face, but, again, I wasn't in the mood. "Tom I'm not really in the mood right now" I softly spoke up. He detached his lips from my skin, lifting an eyebrow, "you sure you're okay?"
"I still don't feel good" I sat up as he backed away. "Trust me, if I was feeling better... it's just I don't feel good" I shrugged.
"No it's okay I get it, my bad" he put his arms behind his head resting the back of his head on his arms. "I just want you to get better" he turned to face me.
"You're such a good guy" i said as we both smiled, opening his arms I scooted close to him again, absorbing the heat from his body as much as I could, while I laid there shivering.
