Open Water - (Beau Bokan fanfiction)

CHAPTER 9

So we had been on tour for a few weeks now, it was almost over and we were heading back to California where Beau lived. I was kinda scared because now I'd be living with him..I had also gotten really sick, Beau said he'd take me to the doctor...I'm nervous about it.

It was about three in the morning. We had been on the bus driving to one of Blessthefall's last concerts of this tour. All the sudden I got the sickening urge to puke. Shit, not again. I got up quick, running to the bathroom. I had accidentally elbowed Beau in the chin,

"Ow!" I heard him say, but by then I was already face first in the toilet bowl. God, I hate throwing up, with every wretch more came up and it burned. Beau had gotten up and came to the bathroom,  My stomach had stopped forcing it up. I flushed it and rested my forehead on the toilet seat. Beau sat behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing the back of my neck.

"Are you okay?" He asked. My stomach was still hurting.

"No, I still feel sick.." I said. We sat there for a few more hours, repeating the process over a few times. We eventually got up, I brushed my teeth and he helped me back to bed.

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I woke up feeling a lot better, Beau had already been up and I smelt some yummy food. I opened the bunk curtain and walked to the kitchen and sat down in the booth. Elliot came over and sat across from me,

"Hey Perry, are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm okay, why?" I said.

"Well, Beau wasn't the only person you woke up last night. I just wanted to make sure you were good to go." He replied smiling. I smiled back,

"Yeah I'm okay, thanks." I said. Beau brought me over some food and a cup of tea. I looked up at him and smiled,

"Thanks," I said looking up at him. Those blue eyes get me every time. "I love you." I blurted. He just smiled back,

"I love you too," He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

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Beau just finished his last show of this concert. I had been standing backstage, as usual, watching and supporting him. I love him. He came bouncing off stage to me,

"Now we get to go home," He smiled and hugged me. We. We get to go home. was it our home now? I tried my hardest to smile but I wasn't feeling good, this mystery disease was starting to scare me. "What's wrong?" Beau asked me.

"Can we go see a doctor now?" I asked him, I looked up at his eyes, I didn't want to worry him but it feels like I've been getting worse.

"Of course Per, once we get to LA, that's the first place we'll go, okay?" He said, kissing me on the cheek.

"Okay," I said back, hugging him. "You know, you have really pretty eyes."

"My eyes aren't nearly as pretty as yours." He said. I blushed. That night the BTF crew all went out to dinner, for real. We went to this really fancy Italian restaurant, and it was so good. I didn't eat much though, I didn't want to upset my tummy. I did have enough room at the end to eat some of Beau's cake.

"Perry, why don't I just order you your own dessert?" he asked, trying to eat as much of it as he could before I devoured it all. 

"Cause I won't be able to eat it all," I said, taking more fork-fulls. He just laughed and kissed the top of my head. That night the bus drove the BTF crew back to LA. Oh my God I'm about to go into his house. This is so crazy. Beau carried my clothes inside and then went back to go get his suitcase. We both went back outside to say goodbye to the boys, They all hugged me.

"See you in a few days!" Matt called, hopping back into the bus, to be driven to his house. Elliot came over to me before he left,

"Get better, Perry the platypus." He said hugging me,

"See you soon." I said and hugged him back. All the boys left and now it was just me and Beau.

"Ah, home at last." He said plopping down on the couch, patting beside him motioning for me to sit down with him. I went over and sat down with him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Do you still want me to make you that doctors appointment?" He asked.

"No, I'm feeling a bit better now," I said, wrapping my arms around him. He played with my hair.

"Good," Actually it was bad. Well, I guess its good news, I don't know. I was supposed to get my period last week and it never came. I know exactly why I was sick, but I wanted to be sure. How am I supposed to get a pregnancy test without Beau knowing?