We got in the taxi. Bella and Niall in the front, Caroline and Sam in the middle and then Olly and myself at the back. As we drove to the venue I was getting more and more nervous. Olly had his arm around my shoulder. “You’re shaking!” everyone turned to look at me. “Just cold...” I said shrugging my shoulders. I am not the world’s greatest liar. “mmm okay then...” he cuddled me to make me ‘warm’ again. We got to the venue and paid Mr. Taxi man. Yes. I do call taxi drivers Mr. Taxi man. I grabbed Olly’s hand. “Not sure if I want to go in there Olly...” I whispered in his ear. He stopped walking and looked at me. “It’ll be fine babe... honestly... what are you scared of?” I looked down. Not for long... before I knew it Olly had brought my head back up to look at him. “Not fitting in Olly. I’m different. I'm not like the rest of you...” he cut me off, his soft lips against my own. “But that’s what makes you special...” he said, his hot breath on my face. “Olly...” he didn’t let me finish. “Jaz. Come on. You’re going to have a good time now no more winging.” “Olly please, listen to me! I don’t fit in. I'm different, I'm not like them, I don’t go to parties and stay out late! Please just listen to me.” He dragged me from the pavement and through the door. It was so noisy with music and people talking. I didn’t like it. I wasn’t used to these parties. I found a chair and sat there while Olly went to get drinks. “Hey, I’m Harry...” I looked up to see Harry Styles in front of me. “Hi I’m Jaz...” I said shyly. “So you here alone?” he said with a suggestive smile on his face. “No I’ve come with some friends but they’re talking to people at the moment...” his smile increased... “So... you single?” thank god Olly came back at that moment.”No she’s not Harry, go find another girl.” Ooh feisty Olly is hot. Harry walked towards the next girl he saw and did the exact same thing. “Now can you see why I didn’t want to come here Oliver?” he sat next to me. “Don’t call me Oliver. Please.” I laughed. “Why not Oliver? I like it.” He handed me my coke. “Because... anyway how long do you want to stay? I'm not bothered it’s not that exciting. Especially as I don’t drink.” I rested my head on his shoulder. “Um dunno I don’t mind staying as long as you do not leave me again!” I am now petrified okay? He laughed. “Sure.” Caroline came bouncing over with Sam. “Hyperactive much?!” she laughed at my statement. “Yep!” she kissed Sam before sitting with us. It was quite obvious she had had a bit to drink. “Jaz you look terrified!” I bloody well was! “I’m going home I feel so sick...” I stood up ready to leave when Caroline’s phone went off. “Jaz can you stay for two minutes? It’s the police...” I nodded and sat back down. She left for about five minutes (which is longer than two last time I checked...) when she came back she breathed a sigh of relief. “He’s been caught... and is in custody for attempted murder on two occasions.” I gave her a hug. “That’s one less stress for us now! Where was he?” she sat on Sam’s lap. “Down by a lake...” I looked at Olly. “Why was he there again?” Olly shrugged his shoulders. Caroline kissed Sam. “Hey Jaz coming to dance?” I looked at Bella. “Erm no thanks I’ll pass.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Okay suit yourself!” she went and found Niall. Who was drunk I may add. (What? He’s Irish...) I finished my coke off. That sort I pulled him up to go home. This party was boring as and I needed some sleep. We got home and I crashed on the sofa. I had stomach cramps again. I blacked out. “Jaz... JAZ!” Olly was shouting at me. I couldn’t process anything why was he shouting what was going on? “Jaz talk to me... wake up!” wake up? Huh? “Hello... ambulance please...” I freaked out. “Ambulance? I cant go into an ambulance! Olly! No don’t make me go!” “My girlfriend has passed out I think... I didn’t know who to call...” why can’t he hear me? He turned to look at me. He gave out my address and put the phone down. “Jaz... can you hear me?” I nodded. “Jaz... please talk to me...” I was fucking shouting at you! “Olly! I cannot go to a hospital!” he sat me up. “Jaz... you need to! You can’t focus on anything... you passed out... you wouldn’t eat. I am taking you to the hospital and that is final!” I burst into tears. I was petrified of hospitals. “Shush stop crying... you’re going to be alright...” he wrapped his arms around me. “I don’t even know what’s wrong with me.” Tears were streaming down my face. I felt as ill as anything. The medic turned up. He tried getting me into the ambulance. “You can’t take me somewhere! I don’t even know who you are!” I guess this is what Olly meant by I can’t focus on anything. Olly had called everyone and they all literally carried me into the ambulance. “Olly...” he was staring into space... tears were in his eyes. “Why am I going to the hospital?” he placed his hand on my leg... gesturing for me to hold it. I took it. “Because... I want someone medically trained just to check you’re going to be okay... Jaz stop crying... please...” it sounded like tears were choking him up as well. “Olly, I'm scared...” I could just about manage a whisper. He kissed my forehead. “It’ll be alright... I’m here with you.” He whispered into my ear. Just as he said it the doors of the ambulance flew open. I burst into tears again. “Jaz please... I’ll be with you the entire time. Just go in and see someone... I’ll talk for you if you want just please go in.” I shook my head. Olly picked me up bride style. I put my face into his shoulder. “Thanks for the soggy shoulder baby.” I managed a laugh. I could hear clicking cameras everywhere. We got into the hospital and there was already a nurse waiting. I freaked out again. “Olly... please... don’t make me go in there.” He put me on a chair and knelt in front of me. “What are you so scared of... c’mon tell me...” I sighed. “When I was four... I had to have my tonsils out. I’d had tonsillitis since the day I was born. On and off. Then one night there was a fire. There were fire fighters running past and you could just see an orange glow down the corridor. I was four. That had to be the scariest thing in the world.” He pushed my hair behind my ear. “Jaz...no one is going to hurt you. Nothing is going to happen. I'm here with you.” With that he picked me up again and took me into the nurse’s room. “So what seems to be the problem?” I looked at Olly waiting for him to explain. He did. “Well... it sounds like you’ve got what we like to nickname fresh prince of bell air syndrome.” I laughed. “What?!” Olly was in stitches. “Well you know the first line of the rap? Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down?” Olly carried on rapping. I nodded. “Well when your life has changed dramatically it can affect you mentally and physically.” I still had my arms around Olly’s neck. “Sir, I need you to make sure she eats regularly and socialises so her mind will get used to things.” Olly nodded. “She must also... well it looks like she does... but have one person she can trust to tell them everything.” Olly’s arm went tighter around my back. “That’s not a problem... thank you.” He stood up and put me on the floor so I could walk. I took his hand and we went back out to the waiting room where Bella and Caroline literally jumped on me. “Guys! I'm fine! Get off I need to breath!” Caroline squeezed me to death. “Well glad to see you’re back!” she smiled at me. “Just got to make sure she eats and tells me everything.” I looked at Olly. “What if I don’t want to eat?” he pulled me into a hug. “I'm not taking any risks. You were so ill I don’t want that happening to you again.” I wiped my face which was cover in tear stains. “C’mon you need some sleep.” We got a taxi back to my house and everyone just fell asleep anywhere and everywhere. I went straight to bed. Hugging my knees I sat there and thought about my ‘illness’. Was it life threatening? Will it affect mine and Olly’s relationship? What if I do something stupid? What then? What now? “Babe just go to sleep, you need it. Let’s think about this in the morning.” I curled up next to him and fell asleep instantly.
