♡Jirsty Oneshots♡

Appendicitis (ft. Roadtrip)

Jack's POV:
Ugh, my stomach hurts. Why did this have to happen today? It was the monthly Italian banquet at the Roadtrip house and me and Kirsty always go, we've never turned it down but today I've been debating whether or not I should go. The cramps were getting worse by the hour, I felt a little nauseated and had no appetite at all for food. But I just decided to suck it up, who knows I was probably just so hungry that I felt sick, that happens sometimes. Rye came and picked us up and drove us to The Brick, the whole journey I had my knees up to my chest as I waited for a huge wave of pain to pass, it was like a constant cramp. I felt Kirsty's hand slip into mine and I gently laid my head on her shoulder, I closed my eyes and just tried to relax. I could feel her breathe in the scent of my hair.

"Are you smelling my head?" I mumbled as I tried to mask the pain that made me want to cry.

"Yeah, it smells really good." She replied, I tried to laugh but that made the pain so much worse that I reduced it to a small giggle. I really didn't feel well, I've never had such a bad stomach-ache before. Rye pulled up to the front of the house and me and Kirsty got out the car, it felt nice to stretch out a bit and to have the cold winter air hit my face but that didn't get rid of the pain at all. It had moved from the middle of my stomach to the side, I felt like I could only walk at and angle because if I turned or leaned that way it would hurt even more. My whole body felt stiff! I said hello to all of the lads, it was good to see them again but I couldn't exactly enjoy it. I sat down on the sofa and got as comfy as I could in the corner, I kept zoning out and focusing on only the pain in my stomach. I couldn't avoid it.

"Dinner's ready!" Robbie called out from the kitchen, I really didn't want to eat and I doubt I feel so bad because I'm hungry but I should try and eat something. I didn't want to come off as rude. I tried to move off the sofa but as soon as I shuffled forward I felt a stabbing pain in my abdomen, I yelped and stayed frozen on the couch.

"Jackie, you okay?" Kirsty asked as she turned round to look at me, I felt a bead of sweat run down my forehead as I felt a huge wave of nausea come over me. I slapped a hand over my mouth, I closed my eyes and breathed heavily, please don't make me throw up!

"Oh shit, can somebody grab a bowl? Jack's gonna be sick!" Kirsty called out to the boys in the kitchen as she ran over to me, I felt her hand run up and down my back.

"I'M COMING, JUST TRY AND HOLD IT IN!" I heard Brooklyn shout, I didn't think I could hold it in. I felt a burning sensation at the back of my throat, a sour and acidic taste that was about to completely fill my mouth.

"I GOT IT, I GOT IT!" Brooklyn shouted as I opened my eyes, he skidded on his knees and held the bowl out for me. I tightly clutched the sides with my hands as my dinner from last night came up and poured out of my mouth.

"Aww Munchkin, you're doing really well. Just try and keep breathing." Kirsty said softly as she continued to rub my back gently.

"Oh Mate, got yourself a nasty bug there." I heard Sonny say, I stopped puking and was just dry heaving which hurt my stomach more. Why couldn't I get a break? I leaned in Kirsty's chest and she wrapped her arms around me, I sobbed into her chest, I just felt so bad.

"Poor Bunny, you should have said you felt sick." She told me, I just laid there in pain.

"Brooklyn, dispose of that vomit please." Harper told Brooklyn, he held the bowl with his arms outstretched with his head turned to the side as he carried it out.

"Eww, eww, eww!" He moaned as he took it out.

"I-I'm s-sorry." I cried, I had spoiled the whole evening.

"Jack, there is no need to apologise. You're not well." Rye said as he leaned back into the doorway, I whimpered and leaned in closer to Kirsty.

"How about you go lie down in my bed?" Andy suggested, I nodded tiredly and weak from sickness as I tried to stand up. I doubled over in pain and fell back down of the sofa, I couldn't stand up at all. A sharp, stabbing pain shot through my side which made me scream. I couldn't take this anymore.