London Eye

Chapter 22: She has more to pull

Tired sobs filled our room. My arms were still wrapped around Vivi.

"I don't want you to leave Harry..." She tried to stop sobbing but failed. "I-I I don't wa-want to lose anyone else, Harry." She sniffled.

I hated seeing her so upset. It was absolutely heart breaking to see someone I love this upset.

"You can count on never losing me. I love you more then life itself."

"D-Do you actually mean it?" Violette sniffled and looked up at me. Instead of responding I wrapped my arms around her once more and carried her to the bed. I layed her down on her back- just staring into her beautiful green and watery irises. Her cheeks were stained with makeup and tears. I kept my hands by her head and gently leaned down, my hands supporting my weight and my chest pressed against hers.

I looked down at this beautiful girl beneath me, biting her lip.. God she drove me crazy.

"Kiss me already you fool." She smiled, still biting her lip. I chuckled and lowered my head down to hers pressing my lips against hers. I hovered above her body and she arched her back, forming her body against mine to get closer to me. It was driving me insane when she did that.

"Fuck." I wispered, pulling away from the kiss a moment.

"What's wrong?" She looked confused and disappointed.

"You arching your back... Damn it's sexy.. We don't have time right now though.." She began blushing and I smiled.

"I-I need to change my makeup." She bit her lip and tried to hide the fact she was blushing, which I thought was absolutely adorable.

"Yeah.." I rolled off her and stood up.

She walked to the bathroom.

I heard coughing and Violette sounded sick. I quickly got up from my place on the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Sure enough Violette was hunched over the toilet, emptying her stomach.

I bent down next the her and held her hair back, rubbing soothing circles on her back.

We did not drink last night so she couldn't of been hung over... It could just be how overwhelmed she was or maybe she was just getting sick.

"Are you okay?" I asked when she was done.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just overwhelmed. I think.. I was feeling a bit quezzy even before Brian showed up." She sat on the tiled floor just looking ahead and avoided my eye contact.

"Do you want to stay here or are you still okay to go to the interviews?" I said gently, still rubbing circles on her back.

"I want to go to the interviews. I just need some fresh air- I need to get out for a bit."

"Okay. You sure?"

"Yes." She gave me a reassuring smile that I returned. I got up and left the bathroom to give her some space.

I hope she will get better. Very soon.

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Violette's POV

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I wasn't overwhelmed. I mean I was, but I knew I wasn't sick because of it.

But I didn't know why I was sick.

I got up from my spot on the ground and went to the sink to brush my teeth.

When I finished I put my tooth brush back in my toiletries bag and rinsed my mouth with mouth wash.

I took a makeup remover wipe and wiped the smeared makeup off my face.