**MATTHEW POV**
After the kiss last night, we decided to go home. I think Taylor was excited.
"Hey babe! You excited we get to go home?" I asked while waking up.
All I heard back was a groan. Was she alright?
"Taylor turn towards me." I said softly. I turned her over. She didn't look so good.
"I - I don't feel s- so good!!" she said in a groan while stuttering.
I picked her up and put her down in the bathroom. I didn't rush her. I gave her time. I texted her mom we will be home tomorrow. I don't know what happened.
I guess she ate something bad.
**THE NEXT DAY**
Taylor got better, and we are on our way now.
Why does she look sad? I don't get it. Why was she so sad?
"You okay?" I asked while rubbing her shoulder.
"Y- No I'm not. I can't tell you why though... I'm sorry." She said very soft.
"Okay..." I said softly. "You don't have to."
I said while hugging her.
