Secrets

Chapter 54

Allison's POV

When I was done throwing up I sat on the floor as Louis flushed the toilet for me. I looked up at him and he looks really concerned. He grabbed a towel, handing it to me. I wiped my face off, setting it on the counter. Honestly I feel worse than I did before. I'm sure that I look horrible too. I looked back up at Louis. I can tell that he's worried. He moved some of my hair, "Are you okay, love?"

"I'm not sure."

He leaned down, picking me up bridal style. He carried me upstairs up to his room before laying me down on his bed. I hate that he's worried right now. I'm sure I'll be fine. He kissed my forehead. He looks even more worried than before. He put his hand on my head, mumbling, "It feels like you're running a fever."

"I know."

"I think you should go to the doctor tomorrow, baby."

"I've missed enough school."

"I know, baby but you should go. We can get you an excuse for school so it doesn't affect anything."

I really don't want to go to the doctor. I'm sure I'll be fine in a few days. I should probably go so he isn't so worried about me. I mumbled, "Fine, I'll go."

"I'll make you an appointment. I'll be right back, baby. I'm just going to go get some stuff from the store."

I nodded as he pecked my lips. I sighed, "I don't want to get you sick."

He chuckled, "I don't care if you do, love."

I rolled my eyes as he got up, "I love you, baby."

I smiled a little, "I love you."

He walked out of the room. I feel bad that he ordered dinner and I couldn't even eat it. I'm so happy that he's mine. I feel like no one else would be as sweet as he is being. I grabbed the remote, turning on the TV. I started to get nauseous again. I groaned, quickly getting back up. I walked into the bathroom, throwing up again. 

When I was done I grabbed the towel from earlier, wiping my mouth off again. I got back up, walking into his room. I laid back down, watching some TV. I really don't want to move. After about 15 minutes I heard some moving around downstairs before I heard Louis start to walk up the stairs. He walked in and I saw that he had some Gatorade in his hand. He still looks concerned like he was earlier. He really doesn't need to worry this much. He walked over, sitting down next to me. He put the Gatorade down, "I think you need to drink something, love."

"I know."

"Did you throw up again, love.''

I nodded. He moved some of my hair, "I'll be right back, love."

He got up, walking into the bathroom. I heard some moving around before he walked back in. He put a trashcan by the bed and a towel on the table. I smiled a little, "Thank you, babe."

"It's no problem, love. I just want you to get better."

"You should probably go eat your dinner. I know you're hungry."

"Alright, love. I'll come back up here."

I'm so happy that he's mine and that he's here with me. He's doing more than he needs to. I know no one else would be like he is. I love him more than anything. It's so obvious he feels the same way.

Louis' POV

I feel so bad for her. I know if I would have went to work today I would have been back here by now. I don't like the thought of her being by herself while being sick. I walked downstairs, putting her food back. I hope that she can eat later. I know she needs to. I put it in the fridge then came back, grabbing mine. I turned off the TV, walking back up the stairs. I know I can get sick from being around her but I don't care. I just want to be with her. I walked in and saw her still laying there watching TV. She's still the most beautiful girl in the world. She's perfect to me. I walked over, sitting next to her with my back against the pillows. She looked up at me, "You don't need to eat up here, babe."