33. Stay In Bed
I woke up with my head on Harry's chest. We were back in the tour bus. He was wearing sweatpants without a shirt. I was in one of his plaid button-up shirts. I can clearly see that he didn't want to go through my bag. That was nice of him.
" Harry?" I asked groggily.
" Yes, Ellie?" he asked.
" Thank you for caring about me so much. I really do appreciate it." I said.
" It's not really a problem when you love somebody this much."
I smiled at this." Are you hungry?" I asked, getting up.
" No. Stay in bed. You don't need to get up. You might puke again. And yes, I am." he instructed, reaching off of the side of the bed. He brought up a familiar bag and two drinks that I hadn't seen in a long time.
" Nandos!!" I said, happily.
He handed me a Sprite and a chicken burger.
I ate quickly. I was starving. When I was done, Harry looked at me and giggled.
" What?" I asked.
" You've got a little something on yor cheek." he said, wiping it away.
I missed that. The whole time I was away.