I woke up feeling sick to my stomach and bolted to the bathroom. I soon felt a cold clothe on the back of my neck and a hand rubbing my back.
"This is so gross." I moan.
"I know, babe. I'm so sorry." She kisses my shoulder.
I get up to brush my teeth and sit back on the bathroom floor.
"I just want to feel better." I groan.
"Well, maybe I can tell you a great story and you can get a laugh or two out of it." She smirked.
"What did I do?" I groan as I know she's talking about the night that I got myself into this mess.
"13 calls. Each one would start off the same." She giggles.
"Hey, babe. I miss you so much right now. When you're of age,we're coming here. Fuck, when you're of age we are getting married. I love you so so much." She mimicked me.
"I mean, I do love you a lot." I chuckled.
"And then you went on to plan our wedding." She continued.
"Well were they any good ideas?" I ask.
"You wanted to wear skinny jeans and told me I should wear lingerie down the isle." She raised her eyebrows.
"That's my ideal wedding. Comfortable and convenient." I laugh.
"You talked a lot about the honeymoon. Oh, and naming our children after Michael, Ashton, and Calum." Belle laughs with me.
"Okay, so the plans were a little wild... but I like the ideas of some of them sober." I pull her into.
"Like?" She looks up at me with her big beautiful eyes.
"Someday getting married and having you be the mother of my children." I bit my lip.
"Not too soon though. I want to finish college first." Her eyes bulged a little.
"Of course, but I think of us having a future together. And I know you hate planning stuff like that because of expectations... but I can't help but dream of that day with you." I bit my lip.
"I love the idea... but I won't allow myself to think like that in case something happens... I don't know what I would do if I lost you... but I know it's a possibility. You could wake up someday and change your mind. I could not wake up someday. When—" I cut her off by placing my index finger to her lips.
"Stop talking like that. I'm not going anywhere." I pick her up and put her in my lap.
I wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her shoulder. And when I looked up at her, Belle had her eyes shut.
"Let's go back to bed, baby." I scoop her up.
Please, let a miracle be granted. I'd love to wake up tomorrow morning and be well and kiss my girlfriend again and be normal.
