I could feel hot breath against my neck. I opened one of my eyes to blinding light. I groaned and shut it again. I felt Olly move so he was facing me. I stayed half asleep. “Morning babe...” he said slowly nuzzling his head into my neck. “Morning...” I whisper refusing to open my eyes. He nuzzled his head further towards my face... a bit like a horse does when it’s looking for mints or sugar cubes. “Mm Olly what do you want?” I moaned. “A cuddle... pwease?” he did puppy dog eyes. I found enough energy to roll on my side to look at him. “Alright I’m awake...” I said as I snuggled up to him. “Good, don’t forget the X Factor Christmas party tonight...” I groaned. I really couldn’t be bothered. “Aw c’mon Caroline will be there and me you can just sit with us for a bit if you like...” I nodded and gave him a kiss. Suddenly the door burst open. “WAKEY WAKEY!” I jumped up in fright. “Bella what the fuuuuudge?!” I stopped myself from swearing. “Sorry but Smurf and Smurfette need to get up.” I snuggled closer to Olly as if to say ‘I'm not moving.’ She laughed. “Meet me downstairs in 15 minutes.” With that she turned and left. I groaned. “Ugh what does she want?” Olly smirked. He was up to something. “What?!” he shook his head. “Nothing babe, come here” he pulled me closer to his chest. After a cuddle I got up... Bella would only drag me out of bed if I didn’t. “C’mon babe let’s get some breakfast” he took my hand and we went downstairs. “Alright we’re up.” Bella handed us breakfast but took a bit of Olly’s bacon. “What did you do that for?!” he was protective over food. I gave him a cuddle. “Jaz are you going to eat yours?” Olly was eyeing up my plate. “Nah you can have it...” I handed him my plate. “You sure?” the sight of food made me feel physically sick. I nodded. “Yeah you look starving anyway...” I said sarcastically. He just laughed. I went upstairs to get ready for the day. I was straightening my hair when Olly came in. I could see in the mirror he was worried. “How come you didn’t want any breakfast?” I sighed. “I just couldn’t eat it, I don’t feel great if I’m honest.” He took the straightners off me and turned them off. “OI!” he pulled me up off the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around me. “What’s wrong?” he looked me straight in the eyes. “I just don’t feel very well...” I wasn’t lying. He put his hand on my forehead “you’re a bit hot...and clammy.” I felt so dizzy. “Jaz...” Olly was shaking my shoulders. “Huh? What? Olly?” he put me on the bed and peeled off my jumper and jeans. “I think you need some rest...” he lay me down. I couldn’t process anything. “Olly?” he came over from opening the window. “Yeah?” he sat next to me on the bed. “That’s all I wanted...” he grinned at me. I took his hand. “Aw babe you feeling any cooler now?” he put his hand back on my forehead. “A little...” I sighed. “Jaz get some more sleep. I’ll come and check on you in a bit.” He kissed my cheek before leaving the room with the door open. I fell asleep for about an hour. I woke up and shivered. I shut my bedroom window and put some shorts on. The house was unusually quiet as I went downstairs looking for anyone. I found Olly asleep on the sofa and Bella eating... again. “Olly...” I shook his shoulder. “Huh? Oh hey babe you feeling better now?” he sat up. I nodded as I sat on his lap. His warm arms wrapped around me. “Aw bub you’ll be alright.” He started kissing my neck. “Olly...” I wriggled my neck to make him stop. “Olly get off... please I'm not in the mood.” I didn’t mean to get grumpy. “Jazzy calm down.” He took my hand and pulled me up. “C’mon I think you need some food.” I groaned. I felt so ill I didn’t want to eat. “You can’t live on nothing... I will force feed you if necessary ...” he was being so serious it was annoying me. It was only because he cares. “Olly... please I’ll probably be sick... I don’t want to eat anything.” He sat me next to Bella. “Bella she won’t eat so will you help me?” she nodded. “I’m not eating anything.” I feel so ill I don’t think I'm going to bother going to this party... “Jazzy please just eat something...” I grabbed some grapes and put a few in my mouth. “Happy?” I said after finishing them. He sighed but nodded his head. “Olly I'm not going to the party, I don’t think my stomach is up to it to be quite honest.” He gave me a cuddle. “Aw my baby is poorly...” I rolled my eyes. I felt like crying for no reason. I felt like just screaming. No it’s not that time of the month. My life seems to have hit a real low. I ran upstairs and flung myself onto my bed. “What’s wrong with me? Why am I crying? And why for the love of god am I talking to myself?” I hugged my pillow. “Jaz...” I didn’t move. I knew Olly was at the door. “Do you want to talk or be left alone?” I wiped my face. “Sorry Olly I just don’t feel good at all...” he came and wrapped his warm arms around my cold back. “Shh you’ll be okay... you just need some air or something... c’mon lets go for a walk.” He pulled me up and linked his fingers in between mine. He wiped the tears off my face and pushed my hair out of the way. He moved closer to my face and bit his lip. His warm arms were around my waist and his lips... connected with mine. He picked me up as he kissed me. I wrapped my legs around him and my arms around his neck. “Feeling better now?” he grinned. I nodded and smiled. He kissed me again. “Now... you coming to this party or am I ringing Caroline?” I sighed. “Dunno, Olly I'm going to be so out of place. It’s alright for Bella she’s famous from her show, I'm just an outcast. I don’t fit in.” He took his phone out. “That’s an I’ll ring Caroline then.” I lay back onto the bed while he rang her. I curled up hugging my stomach. Even those grapes had made me feel unwell. “You aren’t an outcast babe...” I stayed still. “Yeah I am...” I mumbled to myself. I wasn’t quiet enough. “No you’re not!” wow Caroline turned up quick. “Urgh!” I felt so ill I was fed up of it. I shut my eyes. As if it would protect me, from what though? What am I scared of? Am I even scared? Am really unwell or am I using that as an excuse? Excuse for what? I don’t even know any don’t even know anymore. I must have mumbled that to myself. “Jaz...” I looked up at Caroline. I could see I looked like a panda in my mirror. She pushed Olly out of the room and locked the door. “What’s up? This isn’t like you at all.” She gave me a hug as I sorted my face out a little. “I don’t know... I have really bad mood swings and I can’t eat a thing without feeling sick.” She looked at me. “You’re very pale... and extremely warm.” She took her hand off my forehead. She looked at me slightly alarmed. “I’m not pregnant if that what you’re thinking!” she looked so serious I almost wanted to laugh. “Are you sure that you couldn’t be at all?” I shook my head. “No we have done anything like that! I'm serious!” by now I was laughing that Caroline would even think that. “Alright then... well...” before she finished Olly came in with some chips. “I know you’re supposed to have soup when you’re ill but chips are so much nicer!” I laughed at him. “Aw thanks Ol’s, sorry for being so grumpy earlier...” he gave me the biggest hug ever. “It’s okay I knew you didn’t mean anything...” I smiled as I ate my chips and for once my stomach was co operating. “You look better now you’ve eaten.” I looked in the mirror there definitely was more colour on my face now. I managed to finish the bowl of chips, just. Well Olly did have some... I finally finished straightening my hair and decided to get ready for this party. I may as well try and go. I found a navy blue dress and lay it out on my bed while I did my makeup. By now it was 5 o clock the party starts in an hour. I got changed and went downstairs. Olly was dressed smart in a tight white shirt and obviously tight trousers. “Wow.” I looked at the ground. “You look amazing.” He put his arms around me. “Thanks Ol’s.” I took his hand as we went to find Bella, Caroline, Sam and Niall, who were all here getting ready. “Oh my gosh you two look amazing!” they really did. I couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit jealous. Caroline looked perfect as per usual and Bella looked stunning. Then there’s me just like ‘Hey I’m a potato...’ “So do you!” they said in unison. “Really?” they nodded. “Aw thanks...” All the boys looked so handsome and charming. It was nice to see everyone so happy. I just had to hope that my stomach would play ball.
