(Hey guys, so im gonna keep my book and stuff so yeah, just to summerise, its new years tomorrow and billie and louis are in bed a dew days later now, I know the time of year doesn't make sense and stuff but yeah, lyasm byeee x)
Billies POV
I wake up to Louis' muscular arms wrapped around my waist.
I slowly slip out of bed and my attempt at not waking Louis up fails.
"Hey boo" I smile.
"Hey" His morning voice is just, oooohhhhh.
"Do you wanna go to Newcastle today, like I said I was gonna take you there a few days ago" I suggest.
"Tomorrow" He rolls over.
"Okay, oh my god" I suddenly realise.
"What?" He asks.
"It's news years eve" I say excitedly.
"Okay, let's go out tonight then" He suggests.
"Okay" I shrug and slip back into bed. It gets too hot so I decide to take off my leggings. I roll over to my back is facing Louis and it's still too hot, I find my bra on the floor and replace my t shirt with it. I get back into bed and still face away from Louis. My eyes start to drop until I hear someone talking.
"Damn!" Louis says.
"What's up boo?" I ask groggily, I don't feel well.
"That ass though!" He snaps his fingers and I just roll my eyes. His hands snakes up my stomach but I push it away.
"What's the matter?" He asks.
"I don't feel well" I sniff.
"Okay, I'll get you some tea" he suddenly snaps out if his sexual mode and goes into his protective boyfriend mode.
He comes back with a cup of tea and I sip it carefully, I'm still really hot so I kick then quilt off me.
"Don't do that" he frowns as he grabs the quilt and puts it back over me.
"No, I'm too hot" I complain.
"Your freezing" He grabs my hands and cups them to make them warm.
"Stop it, your making them too hot" I pull them away and he frowns. I sneeze three times and he puts on some tracksuit bottams and a hoodie, he leaves without a word and I'm just left on his bed alone on the flat. Cool.
I put on some shorts and a vest and turn the heating off. I go into the front room and put on some tv, I decide on friends and make myself some toast.
After eating two bites I feel sick, something in my stomach starts to spin and I run up, I go straight to the bathroom, dodging doors and vases and shoes on the way. My two bites of toast float on the surface of the water in the toilet. I grab the hair bobble on my wrist and scruch my hair up into a bun. I brush my teeth and flush the toilet, I go sit back on the couch with a bucket next to me.
***
I wake up to the sound of the door being flung open, Harry falls down on the floor, not realising it would open that fast.
"Hazza! You woke me up!" I complain. He pouts like me and comes and sits next to me.
I rest my head on his lap and he frowns.
"I know, I'm ill" I roll my eyes.
"No, I tought you to do a bun better than that" He shakes his head and takes out my messy bun, I roll my eyes and sit up so he can re-do it. He tugs at my hair and I yelp in pain.
Once he's done I put my head back on his lap and let my eyes drop, once their closed it feels so relaxing, he starts to massage my head and soon enough I begin to fall asleep again until Harry speaks.
"You okay?" He asks soothingly.
"No, I feel like a pile of shite" I frown.
"That's what you look like as well" He nods.
"Good to know I can always count on my best friend to make me feel better" I say.
"No, Im saying you look really ill" He shakes his head.
"I know, I'm joking" I laugh.
My body drowns in sleep and i can't hear aything anymore, just the sound of Harry breathing, and mine.
***
My eyes flutter open and when I look around I realise I'm in Louis' bed, Louis must have put me in here.
I get up and wander into the front room. Louis is sat, eyes glued to the TV, bless he's watching twighlight. His eyebrows are furrowed together in confusion.
"Boo?" I ask. "Why are you watching this?"
"I wanted to know why you loved it so much" He shrugs.
"Okay" I sit down and rest my feet in his lap.
"Are you feeling better now?" He asks.
"A lot" I nod my head, I don't even have any flem in my mouth or snot in my nose.
"That took a few days" He laughs.
What?
"What are you on about?" I ask.
"You've been asleep for two whole days" He informs me.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah, I came back in with some chicken soup and you were asleep on Harry, I put you in the bed and two days later you decided to wake up" He explains.
"That means I missed New Years!" I whine.
"Yeah, that was yesterday, we decided to go out tonight instead" he says. I nod my head and watch the movie, when it ends I go into the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea.
Once the kettle has finished my phone rings, christys name flashes up on the screen, I swipe the screen.
"Hi" I say.
"Billie" He sniffles. His voice sounds off.
"Christy, what's the matter?" I ask.
"J...j...j...jack" He begins. I lump rises in my throaght, a pit forms in the bottom of my stomach.
"No christy" I shake my head frantically.
"Jacks...dead" He cries.
My body fails and I'm on my knees, the tears stream down my face. I drop my phone on the floor and bury my head in my hands, I feel Louis' warm body surround mine. My best friend, just died.
(Awh nooo, poor Billie, I will double update tonight, lyasm keep reading byeee x)
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