Crazy Beautiful (A Trevor Moran FanFic)

Five

*Ashton's POV*

The next morning, I woke up to see everybody on their phones. They all smile and looked up at me. My throat was dry, and when I tried to talk it cracked.

"How are ya feeling princess?" Sam asked.

"Like a car hit me," I whispered not trusting my voice.

"Maybe you should see a doctor, Ashton," Jc said.

"No, I'm fine, maybe it's just something I ate." I said. I sat myself back up, and went onto my phone. It was 12:30 p.m. and everyone was still staying with me. "Did you guys stay here the whole time?" I asked smiling.

"Yeah, we figured you'd want company just in case the puke fest would start again," Kian smiled, making us all laugh.

"Thanks guys. But I think I'm fine for now," Jc and Sam helped me get back up.

"Alright then, if you need us just let us know." Ricky ruffled my hair.

Trevor was in the living room, his eyes brightened when he saw me. He ran over to me, and I didn't bother to jump on him, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Are you okay? What happened last night?" He asked.

"Well, while you were with Julie, I got a one way ticket to puke fest!" I said trying to sound positive. Trevor gave me a sympathetic look, but a humorous look at the same time. I smiled at Trevor. I got off of him, before I felt dizzy. I stumbled back a bit, and Trevor gave me a questioning look just like Jc did last night. I put a hand to my mouth, I was in the process of gagging. I ran up to the bathroom, Trevor following me close behind. Once he had realized that I had already puked, he asked, "Do you want me to go or stay?"

"Stay." Is all I said. He nodded, walking over to me. He took my hand, and squeezed it comfortingly.

Half of the day, I puked, while Trevor sang to me. As my head was in the toilet, he stroked my hair lightly. Once I felt like I was done, and my stomach, chest, and head ache were gone, I stood up, still feeling a bit dizzy. "Will you carry me?" I asked stretching out my arms for him. He smiled, chuckled, and nodded, picking me up bridal style. He carried me to the couch, sat down, and I set my head on his lap, until darkness took me over.

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"You awake?" He asked.

"I am now." I mumbled, rolling my head into his chest. At this point I didn't care if it looked awkward, I just wanted the comfort of my best friend.