The Way That You Saved Me (Completed/Part 1) (In Editing)

Chapter Thirteen

"Beth! It really is a school day!" I hear Louis shout.

"No! I'm not going!" I shove my face into my pillow.

"You have to go! There is no faking sick!" He laughs and walks in.

"I'm not faking! You guys let me drink last night!"

"I didn't have a choice! I enjoy my testicles!" He smiles at me.

"How would I have even cut..? Nevermind, I am not going to school today."

"Yes you are. You have to." 

"I'm not going, Louis!" I pull my covers up over my face.

"What's going on up here?" Harry walks in my room with messy hair.

"Tell him that I don't have to go to school today!" I look at Louis.

"She doesn't have to- wait what?" Harry looks at me in confusion.

"I don't want to go to school today! I'm sick!" I pull my covers up further.

"You're not sick." Louis says.

"Haven't you ever had a hangover? They aren't fun!" I roll over and try to hide them.

"Beth, are you really sick?" Harry sits down on my bed.

"Yes." I still have my back to them.

"Are you sick or do you just not want to go because of Kennedy?" Harry rubs my back.

"I'm not going because I'm sick!" I say getting angry.

"Okay, I believe you." He kisses my head. "Feel better."

"Thank you. Please close the door on your way out." I say and shove my face into my pillow.

"Alright. Come on Louis." They both walk out of my room and I snuggle in and fall back asleep.

"Bethanie. Do you need anything?" Niall peeks his head in my room.

"Hi, Niall." I pull off my covers and walk over to him.

"Are you coming downstairs?" He asks.

"I'm just going to get some water." I walk past him.

"I could have gotten that for you." He follows me.

"I'm fine. I can get it myself." I walk to the kitchen and grab a cup.

"You sure you're not sick? You look okay to me." He sighs and grabs a bottle of water.

"I'm sick! I threw up just an hour ago!" I take the water from him and take a long drink.

"Why didn't you tell any of us?" 

"I didn't want to bother you." I roll my eyes and sit on the couch.

"You wouldn't have bothered us. . ." 

"Oh well! It's over and done with!" I slam the water bottle down on the table.

"Beth, calm down. Are you alright?" Harry walks over to me. 

"I'm fine. Just a little grumpy. I don't feel well." I sigh and lay my head back. "Sorry, Niall."

"Hey it's okay. I know how you feel. I've had hangovers before." He smiles.

"Well I'm going to go-" My phone starts to ring. "Hold on guys." I run to my room and grab my phone.

"Hey, Dad." 

"Hey Beth." He sounds nervous.

"Everything okay?" I twirl my hair around my finger.

"Well..not really. It's your sister Beth."

"Jessica? What's wrong with her?"

"She's been sick lately. We're taking her to the doctor today. We don't know what's wrong with her exactly and we were hoping you could come with?"

"Sure. Is it okay to Bring Harry?"

"That's not a problem honey. Her appointment is at three. I suggest you start getting ready."

"Alright, Dad. We'll be there. Tell Jess I said for her to feel better."

"Will do. Bye sweetheart."

"Bye, Dad." I hang up the phone and bite my lip. "Harry! We're going to the doctor's at three!"

"Are you really that sick?" He calls back.

"It's not me, it's Jessica." I start to brush out my hair.

"Okay. Well I'll get ready." He calls and I can hear him run up the stairs. "What's wrong with Jess?"

"We're not sure. She's just been sick lately." I pull my hair into a pony tail and take off my pants.

"Whoa. Blinding." He smiles and walks into his room. I finish getting dressed and put on some make up. Then I run downstairs and grab a granola bar. 

"Hey guys, we're leaving in about a half an hour. Something's wrong with Jessie." 

"Aww! Not my little Jessie Bear!" Zayn pretends to cry and I roll my eyes. He loved Jessica like she was his sister too.

"I'm sure she'll be fine!" I smile and throw away the rest of the granola bar.

"Don't throw it away!" Niall runs to the trash can. "You are wasting perfectly good food!"

"Oops. Sorry." I laugh and walk upstairs to Harry.

"Hey. Which shirt?" He holds up a red and then a blue blazer.

"Harry, I don't care. We're just going to the doctor." I roll my eyes at him.

"Okay. You're right." He puts the blue one on and walks towards me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Harry. We should probably get going." I turn around and start to walk down the stairs.

"Yeah. I'll go start the car." He runs out the door and I hear the engine start up.

"Well guys. Wish us luck!" I grab a sweatshirt and start to walk out the door.

"Tell Jess to feel better!" Louis yells and they all agree.

"Okay! I will! Bye guys!" I hurry out the door and get into the car.

I wonder what's wrong with her. She was always so healthy. I pull my legs up to my chest and wait to get to the hospital.