Change Your Ticket {EDITING 2017}

Chapter Three.

Lizzie's P.O.V.~

I quickly ran to the bathroom. I kind of already knew where it was considering I could see it from the door. I immediately threw up in the toilet, and soon after Harry was right behind me holding my hair up. After I threw up Harry engulfed me into his warm embrace, and sang to me as he rocked is back and forth. I was uncontrollably crying, so I would've done the same to anyone else.

Harry's P.O.V.~

After Lizzie's sobs, turned into sniffles I let her out of my embrace. I looked her in the eyes, she looked like she hasn't slept in a month. I mean yes, I know I haven't slept in like two days but a month!

"Why, do you look so beat?" I questioned, and Lizzie just shrugged.

"Are you not going to tell me?" I asked starting to get really offended.  Why am I offended? I just met her, and I she doesn't have to tell me about her personal life if she doesn't want to. Then again, we spent a whole night together.

Why wouldn't she tell me? Am I that bad of a person? Does she not trust me?

"Harry, I'll tell you later." She shrugged.

"So, what did you want to ask me?" I questioned, repositioning myself on the floor as her back was against the tub.

"Can I stay with you for a bit? I just got kicked out of my apartment, and I need a place to crash." She muttered, ashamed she was even asking I guess.

"That's fine with me, but you will have to tell me sooner or later what happened?" I chuckled, which made her smile a little. I love her smile.

Of course I said yes, but I was so happy she was going to stay with me. I would see her beautiful face in the morning, and get to know about how her day was. This is going to be great!

"So, you wanna go sit on the couch? I'm really tired, and I don't feel like getting settled first. Is that okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, of course!" I exclaimed.

We both got up at the same time and walked to the couch. I was still wondering why she threw up, why she looks beat, and why she got kicked out of her apartment. But I know I can't ask her because she asked for me not to. As we both sat down, I asked here if she wanted to put her stuff up in her room.

"Harry," she exclaimed eyes widened, "I just told you I'm tired. I can if you want, I mean it is your home."

"Sorry, I'm just really excited you're here for a while." I admitted, and Lizzie blushed.

"I'll put my stuff in my room," she said "but you have to put on more than just boxers!"

I was blushing at this point. I forgot I only had boxers on! I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'll show you your room," I said escorting her to her new room. "Here you go, right next to mine" I winked.

Lizzie rolled her eyes at my comment. I left her to her new room while I went to go put some clothes on.
While putting on my sweatpants I heard my name being called from Lizzie's room. I jogged to her room and knocked on the door.

"You ok, Liz?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I thought I needed you, but I'm good now!" She practically yelled.

"Ok, just checking." I answered.

I swear, Liz is great and all but she is definitely hiding something from me.

{Authors Note: Thank you guys for the views! Sorry it was short, and thee might be a lot of errors but I'm just really busy! Sorry!! Love you all!!}