Chapter Seven.

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I'm feeling more ill by the moment, when his microphone was getting switched other I whispered to him. "I don't feel well." He shoots me a face of worry.

"Darling try and hold up for this song, it is the last one." He said, like this has happened before. He held my waist to support me. I rest my head on his shoulder.

Every time he put he mic out for the fans to sing along he said something supportive to me like;

"They love you, so please stay strong."

"Tonight the beds will be toasty with your love."

"Love you forever and ever."

Or he'd press a kiss on my cheek. I felt myself getting weaker and stronger with those words. It is a funny thing really. The flashing lights were confusing me, I tried to find Ciara but everyone looked blurry.

It was soon brought to my attention the rowdy applause, which made my head ache. David put the microphone up and supported me with his other arm, I hid my face on him.

"Goodbye everyone!" He said, and started walking off. I walked off with him, as he still closely supported me. Ciara is hopefully being led to us.

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