It's been 4 weeks since me and Harry did something, I can't say it because it's dirty. Yeah you should know what happen.
I woke up with Harry's arm wrapped around me. I started feeling nauseous so I ran into the bathroom and threw up. I flushed the toilet and waited for a second then threw up again.
"Bethany you alright in there?" Harry asked in his raspy morning voice.
"Yeah just go back to bed." I said throwing up again.
"You don't sound okay." he said jiggling the door handle.
I waited for a while and I felt okay. So I brushed my teeth and opened the door.
"See I'm fine." I said waving my hand until that feeling came back.
I ran back into the bathroom and threw up. I brushed my teeth and walked back out. I crawled in bed next to Harry and snuggled up in his chest. He brushed my hair with his fingers. I looked at the clock and it said 4:53. I stayed awake the whole time Harry was asleep. He woke up at 7.
"Hey." he smiled.
"Hi." I said.
"You okay now?" he chuckled.
"I don't know yet." I shrugged.
He got up and stumbled into the bathroom making me laugh. He closed the door and the shower got turned on. I grabbed Harry's pillow and laid on it. I closed my eyes to try and fall asleep. I woke up 5 minutes later feeling nauseous again. I got off the bed and ran to the bathroom but Harry was still in the shower. I started banging on the door and it took him a while but he opened it wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. I didn't have anytime to enjoy the sight cause I ran to the toilet and threw up again. Harry held my hair back and I could feel him feeling concerned. I rested my arm on the toilet and waited for a while with Harry still holding my hair. I turned to look at him and he looked so concerned. I giggled at him.
"You can finish your shower Harry. I can handle myself." I giggled.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I put my thumbs up. I heard the curtain open and him step back in. I flushed the toilet and waited for Harry's reaction.
"Bethany!" he yelled.
I laughed and brushed my teeth. I walked back to the bed and put the t.v on. I put on Disney Chanel and started making the bed. Today the boys are going to their house that is far from here. They been here for a while because they had a bunch of things to do around here. I walked over and put my clothes in my suite case. I also packed Harry's clothes for him and pulled him some clothes for him to where today. I laid out a light blue button up shirt, boxers and black skinny jeans. I heard the bathroom door open and I pointed to the clothes. He smiled and put everything on while I watched t.v. He walked over to me dressed and I handed him his suite case. I put on a black high waisted leggings, tucked in a white baggy shirt, red infinity scarf and black and white sweater. I put on my converse and put my hair into a high sloppy bun. I put my glasses on and cross necklace like Harry's.
I made sure we had everything packed and held Harry's hand while we walked to the lobby. I sat down on the 1 person chair and Harry sat on the arm of it. I pulled out my phone and took a funny picture with Harry. He opened his mouth like he's shocked and I crossed my eyes and stuck my tongue out to the side. I posted the picture on Instagram which also posted it on my Twitter. I saw the boys walk out of the elevator shouting at eachother. Megan on the other hand was on the phone and Paul looked annoyed. Me and Harry both giggled at the sight.
"Boys could you be any louder?" I asked with sarcasm.
"Yeah if you want." Louis laughed.
I shook my head and felt nauseous again. I stood up and ran to the bathroom. I threw up again. What is wrong with me? I don't even feel sick. I flushed the toilet and walked to the sinks. I put some water in my mouth, gurgled it and spit it out. I grabbed a piece of gum and walked back out. Paul walked over to me and felt my head.
"Your not warm. Do you feel okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I don't feel bad or anything." I said.
I grabbed my bags and followed Harry and the boys to the limo.
