We'll Never Be The Same

Chapter 27- Sometimes You Still Lose.

Hey Gals!!  Im writing from my phone so sorry if theres typos or somethin. Sorry!!

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I arrived home, constantly thinking about how much fun Perrie is having with Zayn at their dinner. I shouldn't be thinking about them, I should memorize my lines because I sure as hell don't want to be an embarassment when we continue shooting for the movie tomorrow. I was almost done, almost, when my phone buzzed. I lazily reached for it,  trying not to fall off my bed in ths process. I reached, and with one last pull,  I finally have it. I checked who it was and the director sent me a message.

"Don't forget to memorize your lines! I mean it. "

I replied-"When did I ever miss a line? "

I frowned upon my phone and locked it, and continued reading and memorizing my script. Then, without me noticing I fell asleep.

I woke up with a dreadful feeling,  my arms feel dead because I slept on top of them, and my head hurt pretty badly. I tried getting up, only making the migraine worse than it is. I checked the medicine cabinet for any pain relievers, but found none. I tried calling Annie, but she isn't answering any of my calls,  or even my texts. I called for the cleaning lady,  but she wasn't in thus floor yet. Then,  my hands involuntarily tapped the icon of Zayn and called him.

"Hey, Zayn, I need your assistance. My head hurts so bad and I have no medicine in my room. Could you please get some for me? " I didn't even let him speak.

"Are you okay Julie? I'm coming,  don't faint alright. "

I dropped the call.  I sat down at the edge of my bed and tried my hardest not to faint this moment.  What did I do last night? I didn't even drink for Christ's sake. I waited for Zayn,  until my door bell rang.

"Juliette!" Zayn called from the other side of the door. I pushed myself up using the end table and accidentally tripped on the wires of my charging iPhone. Ow, my head hurt even worse. Zayn heard the noise and restless knocks came from my door. 

"Juliette are you okay? Open up quick."

I stood up and slowly walked to the door,  and open it. A flushed Zayn appeared in my doorway.

"What were you doing?" he asked me.

"I tripped.  Do you have the medicine? Please, I need it. " he looked at my face,  and felt my neck.

"Juliette,  you're burning. You can't take medicine on an empty stomach. Lie down on your bed,  I'll prepare soup." he guided me towards my bed and gently laid me down.

"I'll come back,  I'll be quick." he then left the room to cook some soup. I took a nap for twenty minutes, then Zayn shook me up. Notifying me that the soup is ready.