Please Don't Forget (Sequel To Words Can't Describe)

Peyton thought that life was going to be great as she moves to England with best friends Madi and Maddie to live with famous boyfriend Niall Horan and the rest of One Direction. Little did she know that people forget things.


6. Little Sick Me

"Bathroom, bathroom, bathroom!" I whispered to myself.

It was 3:30 in the morning and I had the urge to puke everywhere. I sprinted for the bathroom and lifted the toliet seat up then just let it all come out. After that my eyes were watery and I was shaking. I hate being sick! I sat on the ground next to the toliet just trying to relax again. My stomach was in deep pain right now. I didn't want to wake up Niall so I slowly got up and went back to bed. Hopefully I was done throwing up for the night.

And I was completely wrong with that! Now it's 4:45 and I sprint for the bathroom again. This time I remembered to bring my phone. I did my little business of throwing up while holding my hair back since I didn't have a hair tie with me at the moment. I then texted Louis.

To: BooBear<3 "Are you awake Boo?</3" He replies back instantly.
From: BooBear<3 "I am now.. What's up?"
To: BooBear<3 "I think I'm sick and keep throwing up... I don't want to wake Niall up right now. Can you come to the bathroom please?"
From: BooBear<3 "Be right over."

As soon as I got the text, I threw up again. While I was throwing up, Louis walked in and pulled my hair back for me. I flush the toliet and went to stand up only to fall back down again. Louis luckily caught me before I fell and hit my head on the tub. He gently sets me down on the floor and hands me a wet wash cloth to wipe my mouth. He bends down in front of me and touching my forehead and cheek. I was just staring into his stunning blue eyes.

"Peyton, you're burning up. Hold on."

He got up and went to the cabinet. He pulled out a thermometer and stuck it in my mouth. We waited for like a minute and he pulled it out.

"You're 101 right now. When did you first get sick?" He asked. Concern was filling his eyes.

"Around like 3:30."

"Come on. I'm moving you into the living room."

He picked me up and then carried me downstairs to the living room. He lays me down on the couch and puts on blanket on me since I was freezing. He goes into the kitchen and gets me some water. After that he went and got me a garbage can so I wouldn't always have to keep running up stairs for the bathroom. He went to go sit down at my feet but I pulled him to sit where my head is so I can lay my head down in his lap. He turned the T.V. on and within 20 minutes, he passed out. I couldn't go back to sleep since my stomach was killing me.


It was around 8 now and I've throw up like 5 different times since Louis has brought me downstairs. He took me temperature again and now I'm at 102 and still rising. Just then I hear the others start coming down. As I suspected, I see a worried Niall come and sprint to my side. He touches his hand to my cheek feeling the warmth from it. His expression went from worried, to extremely worried. I had the urge to throw up again so I pushed him aside, sat up, and held the garbage to my face. Louis started to rub my back. Luckily, it was a false alarm. I start to cry then lay back down on Louis.

"How long has she been like this?" Niall asked Louis.

"Since 3:30 this morning. She didn't want to wake you up so she texted me to help her."

"Why didn't you wake me up babe?" He asked me.

"I don't know..." I trailed off. Here we go again. This time I actually threw up.

Everyone was swarming me now. Just staring down as I was in deep pain. I was having cold sweats right now and it sucked. I couldn't really tell if I was hot or cold. I was in a tank-top and sweats with my hair pulled back thanks to Louis. And right now at the moment, I really had to pee! I tried sitting up and the pain was terrible. I managed to sit up but feel like I can't stand up or I'll fall.

"Hey Boo?" I asked Madi.

"Yes SugarBear?"

"Can you go to the bathroom for me? As in like actually pee for me. I can't stand up, I get dizzy and want to fall when I do."

"I wish I could, but that's physically impossible love."

I then groaned. Just then Liam picks me up.

"What are you doing Liam?"

"You can't stand and have to use the lou. I'm gonna carry you up there and back since you can't do it yourself."

"Awwwhh, thanks Li! I'd kiss your cheek but I'm sick and don't want to get you sick as well."

He chuckled then carried me upstairs. He set me down gently in the bathroom and walked out. I went to the bathroom and felt relieved! Right when I'm about to open the door, the feeling comes back. I rush to the toliet and thankfully made it. I carefully stood up and opened the door. Liam picked me up again and carried me back down to Lou on the couch. I cover myself up in the blanket and layed my head down on Lou's lap. I then start to cry and let the tears stream down my face. Everyone is sitting down watching T.V. except I didn't see Harry. He then came walking in and had a plate of food. He sat in front of me on the coffee table.

"Peyton, you have to try and eat something."

"But if I do then I might just throw it back up."

"Just try at least."

He had scrambled eggs with toast and a small piece of bacon on the plate. I slowly sit up and take the plate from him. After puking so much, I feel like my stomach ate itself. I took baby bites and it actually did make me feel better. I gave him the plate and lay back down.

It's a nice day out and everyone is inside stuck with little sick me. Well, they choose to stay inside because of me since I'm sick. I feel bad since they should be taking advantage of this nice weather. This sucks!

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