~Just a romantic~ clouis

Chapter 61: Sitting on swords

Clementine clutched her stomach in pain, her forehead pressed against Louis' bare shoulder as she whimpered. The dreadhead opened his eyes quickly at the sound, his large hands gently held hers, they were still guarding her stomach.

"Clementine... Clem what's wrong?" He asked quickly, eyes wide with worry.

The brunette bit her bottom lip roughly as her eyes squeezed shut, she was having stupid cramps. They were never this bad. If they were they'd only come for a minute or two, she was just waiting for it to end. Tears pricked her eyes as she quickly shook her head, her small hands clutched the material of Louis' large shirt that she had changed into in the middle of the night.

"Dumbass fucking cramps." She growled, Louis' eyes widened a bit as he nodded understandably. He wasn't very familiar on what exactly happened, he only had a small idea. His mother never gave him the talk about anything, his dad had to after the woman left. He at least tried to.

"Do you need Advil?" He whispered, growing embarrassed as he tried not seeming awkward. Clementine hurriedly nodded as she buried her head into the blankets. He quickly kissed the small girls head before rushing out of the room. The deadheaded boy walked through his bathroom, searching for Advil and anything else he could find.

Louis finally found the small bottle of pills, after searching through the messy cabinets for so long. He walked through his bedroom door, seeing Clementine laying on his bed with a frown. The tall boy sat next to her, picking a water bottle from the floor and handing it to her, along with the bottle of pills.

Clementine held her head down as she gave a slight nod, taking a sip of the water along with her Advil. "Thank you." She whispered, evidently growing red as she stood up.

"What's wrong?" He asked, watching as she stared at his bed spread with worried eyes.

"I... nevermind." she whispered quickly, walking towards the bathroom as Louis' eyes widened.

He quickly stood up and grabbed her arm gently, making the small girl gasp as she turned around. "Clem you're bleeding." He whispered, eyes wide with worry. He watched as Clementines mouth dropped, her face grew red, he could still see it even with it being a dark night.

"Oh my god please no." She whimpered, her thin lips began to shake as she looked down.

"Did you sit on a sword or-"

"Shut up!" Clem hissed, quickly yanking her arm away and speed walking to the bathroom. She opened the door and locked herself inside, her back faced the large mirror as she saw a slight stain on her pants. Tears welled the girls eyes as she shook her head. She was embarrassed, and upset. Mostly angry at her stupid body, why did it have to start now. She could've been anywhere but Louis'.

The dreadhead gently knocked on the door, he felt guilty. He knew what it was, all Louis wanted to do was lighten the mood with a joke. Instead he made her feel worse.

"Clementine let me in." He whispered, listening to the sounds that came from the other side. She ignored him, only focusing on finding any woman hygiene products. To her surprise there was nothing, her brows furrowed into a frustrated crease as she sighed.

"Can you get my bag please?"

Though she couldn't see him, he quickly nodded and ran into his room again. Louis wanted to help, to make her feel better in any way. He grabbed the small black bag in the corner, not paying much attention to what was inside. He just wanted to hurry. Before leaving, he grabbed a smaller pair of pants he had, he knew she needed them. Once Louis stood infront of the door, Clementine opened it and grabbed the small purse. Leaving him outside his bathroom, slightly confused as for what he'd do.