you woke up, it was the middle of the night, feeling really sick, you was about to vomit so you got up quickly fishing to the bathroom, throwing up your tea, and everything you ate throughout the day. When the door opened, and Brad walked in, he then walked towards you, and pulled your hair out the way and into a braid, and started to run your back to help calm you down. After another 5 minutes of vomiting, you stood up, it felt as if the whole room was spinning around, and you fell back a little bit, but lucky Brad caught hold of you, and he picked you up bridal style and took you into your bedroom, he put you under the duvet and left the bedroom, as he was downstairs you checked the time, it was currently 3:39am in the morning, you groaned quickly. Brad walked into the bedroom, with a glass of water, and some paracetamol, he passed it to you, you quickly took the tablets and drank you water, and Brad got into bed with you pulling you close and cuddling you, you rested your head on his chest, as he quickly sang a song to help you fall back into a deep sleep.
