Falling for you.

Chapter 11

I wake up feeling considerably better. I'm able to stretch out my limbs a little and the pounding in my head is gone. I went right back to sleep after I threw up, pleading with Niall not to take me to the ER unless it happens again. Speaking of Niall......I turn somewhat painfully to where Niall had been laying before I fell asleep. Instead the bed was empty and Louis was sitting in a lawn chair next to it.

"Where's Niall?" I ask, looking around the room. Nobody else.

"He's gone to the store to get you some kind of medicine." Louis' brow furrows as if trying to remember what the name was.

"Well anyway," Louis gives up "he asked me to watch you."

"Oh. Ok." I say. There's a pause.

"Where's Harry?" I ask, for something to do.

"Making me something to eat." Louis says as if it should be obvious. "Watching somebody sleep is hard work." I laugh at this.

"God I wonder how harry puts up with you." I say jokingly.

"I don't know how either." Louis says and I can hear sadness in his voice.

"What's wrong?" I ask him worriedly.

Louis sighs. "I just-I don't deserve him. Look at me I'm a sarcastic bitch everyone knows it!"

"Your not." I say sharply, seriously. "That's my job. Besides they all know the real you. Your sweet and funny and that's why everyone loves you." Louis stays quiet and I settle back into my pillow.

"I know why he puts up with you." I murmur. " It's because he loves you."

I close my eyes and before I fall back to sleep again I hear Louis whisper "thank you." It sounds like he's smiling.

By the time I wake up again I'm starving. Louis is gone and I find that I can sit up even though it causes sharp pains in my back. The door opens and Niall walks in smiling.

"How are you feeling?" He asks me. He sounds anxious.

"Better." I assure him. "Hungry. But better." Niall laughs.

"Do you want me to bring you something?" Niall asks.

"No. Can we go downstairs and get something?" I ask.

"Are you sure?" Niall looks around anxious.

"I'll be fine." I smile grabbing his arm. My hand slides down his arm to his hand and he smiles. "Okay then." He helps me up and though every step sends almost unbearable pains I push forward, determined to do something productive.

"Babe, your still hurting." Niall tried to reason with me "let's go lay back down and I'll bring you food."

"No." I say through gritted teeth. I take a deep breathe. "Let's go."

It takes a long time to get down the stairs which causes me to groan in frustration.

Finally Niall eases me into a chair and pulls out some soup.

"Start off small?" He raises an eyebrow at me. I nods through my giggles.

"What's funny?" He demands, his eyebrow still raised. I laugh again.

"Your eyebrow." I say standing up and dragging myself toward him. It hurts my ribs to laugh so hard. "You look cute like that." I tell him. I have to stand on my tip toes to kiss him and it hurts if I stand so long so I lightly brush his lips and sit in the nearest chair. He smiles and proceeds to make the soup.