You're My Lover

Sequel~ Fourty Two

-Hailee-

I woke up to the sound of Justin practically puking up his guts. I frowned and stood, shuffling over to the bathroom when he sat, his back hunched over the toilet. He hadn't noticed me until he leaned up against the wall, catching his breath.

I kneeled down next to him. "Are you okay J?" I asked softly, getting a muffled 'no' in response. I frowned again and stood back up, grabbing a cup from next to the sink. I filled it with water and handed it to him.

"Thanks baby." He mumbled, gulping it down.

"Common, let's get you back in bed." I grabbing his shoulder, stabilizing him as he stood up. He limply fell into bed when we reached it, wanting nothing more than to lay down. I sat down with him, placing his head in my lap and gently rubbing his arms for comfort. His eyes were shut, breathing heavily and a slight frown on his face. With one of my hands I checked his forehead, feeling a definite fever. I placed a kiss on his red cheeks and had my hand trough his hair, the other still rubbing his tattooed arm. "Do you want anything?" I asked him, my voice just barely above a whisper. He shook his head in response so I decided to let him fall asleep. That's the only thing he needed right now.

Soon enough, his breathing became soft and even telling me he was asleep. I swiftly lifted his head and put it on a pillow instead of my lap for support as I quietly left the room.

Downstairs, I was greeted by Penny, who seemed very energetic. I let her run around in the backyard as I set out a pot for some soup. It's like a tradition. If Justin's sick, I make him soup. If I'm sick, Justin makes me soup. It's been that way ever since we started dating.

I set out ingredients for the soup and threw it into the pot, adding stuff like Pattie would. I loved Pattie. She is always so nice to me (well, she always has been) and she does everything to perfection. I mean everything.

As my thoughts went on and on about pretty much everything, I finished making soup and waited for Justin to wake up.

I had kept myself busy for a few hours before I heard Justin's movement on the stairs. I hopped up and greeted him at the bottom of the steps. His hair was a total mess (but it was cute) and he was pale. "How ya feelin?" I asked, hugging him.

"Same." He said, his voice raspy and dry. I grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen. I grabbed an empty bowl from the cupboard and put some of the soup in it, handing it to Justin who sat at the table. He smiled and immediately started scarfing down the soup.

As he ate, I searched the cupboards for some medicine, not being able to find any. I huffed and turned around, seeing Justin eating his soup like it was the last thing he would do. "You need medicine and we don't have any." I told him, grabbing his keys from the counter. "I'm going to go get you some and I will be back in less than an hour."

I walked over to him, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Go lay down. Watch a movie or something."

"Drive safe. I love you." He replied, hugging me from sideways.

"I love you too." I said as I slipped on my sandals. I was wearing shorts and a loose, light blue t-shirt which I felt was good enough being pregnant and all.

I got into the car, pulling out of the driveway and headed to the store. If felt weird not having Justin in the car with me. He's always with me to make me laugh. I hate seeing him sick and seeing him so miserable.

I pulled into the stores parking lot, finding the closest parking space to to building. No way my pregnant ass is walking that far. I swung the keys around my finger as I walked in, being greeted by an old lady that works here. We smiled to each other briefly and then both went on walking. I headed to the medicine isle, stopping in front of the section for the sickness pills. I put all my weight on one foot as I placed my hands over my rounded stomach. I tapped my other foot grabbing a few types of medicine and reading the things it helps. I pursed my lips not knowing what the hell I was doing. I only know that Justin was throwing up.