My bully's boyfriend...

People would just knock me down. But I still get up. I dust my pants off and try not to let those hurtful things get to me.


11. Food Poisoning

I wake up and look at the clock on my bedside table. 3:47am. It's the fifth time I have to get out of bed and vomit. I head to my bathroom, and empty myself again. The food I had eaten the day before had been turned into liquid form. Disgusting. What did I eat?

I sit in the bathroom, thinking that I won't be able to go back to sleep. I stand up and brush my teeth and tongue again, to get rid of the horrible taste of vomit.

I grab a blanket that was folded up in my drawers and wrap it around myself and get my glasses before heading down stairs. I turn on the TV and flipped the channel to Nickelodeon. It's like a Spongebob Squarepants marathon at this time. So I decided to watch it.

My eyes start to get heavy at the amount of light the TV was giving me. Somehow, I let my eyes close and sleep, finally in peace.


"Okay, I'll leave as soon as I can. Thank-you, bye." I heard my aunt speak to someone, probably on the phone.

"Rosie, get up! You need to get ready for school. Come on, get up!" she said, ripping the blanket from my warm body. "EEEWW! Rosie, are you alright?" I heard Louise ask. I still had my eyes closed. I suddenly felt the back of her hand against my forehead. I groaned at the feeling of my stomach twisting and turning like a washing machine.

"You look sick, I think you should stay home. I'll call the school." she said, leaving. I groaned again, the feeling in my stomach of being a washing machine still present. I realized in my head how I was lying down on the couch. I had my right leg stretched out on the chair and my left hanging over the back of the couch. I mentally laughed at myself at how silly I was sleeping. But it gotta say, it was comfortable.

"Rosie, what do you think you have?"

"What?" I asked, opening my eyes to see that my aunt holding the bottom of the phone with her hand.

"What do you think you have, as in sickness?"

"Food poisoning." I groaned and closed my eyes, trying to get back to sleep.

"Hello? Yeah, I think she's got food poisoning...Okay...Yep...Okay, thank-you very much, I'll tell her that...Thank-you. You have a nice day, bye." She hung up I guess.

"The principal said that you can have a week off due to your sickness. John called and said that Grandma's flu is getting worse. And I have to go back!" she shouted the last part because she was heading back to the kitchen.

I heard someone coming towards me, but they stopped. Then, someone tickling my foot. "What are you doing tickling my foot Louise?!" I nearly shouted. How could she be back so quickly?

"I'm not Louise." the person said. That was definitely not Louise.

"Niall, don't."

"Come on, we need to get to school." he said. HIs nice and rough. The morning voice.

"I'm sick, you go and I'll stay." I said, putting my arm over my eyes to cover them from the light that was entering from the window.

"No, we both stay, so I can look after you." Niall said.

"No, you go and I'll stay. I can look after my-" I was cut off by the feeling in my stomach being like a washing machine again. Then the feeling of something coming up my throat.

I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom and spewed everything that was left in my stomach into the toilet. Niall was behind me, holding my hair back. After I spat the last bit of my puke, I got up and so did Niall. "You feeling better?" he asked, trying to help.

"Not really. The taste is still there and I don't like it. I'm going upstairs." I said, moving around him to get through. I head upstairs and into my bedroom, before locking it. I walk over to my bathroom and head over to the sink to wash my face and brush my teeth.

After I'm done cleaning myself, I head over to the stairs where Louise was waiting. "Hey, I gotta get going now, Niall can stay as long as he wants." when she said the last bit, my eyes widened. She obviously saw my reaction and gave out a small chuckle. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."

"No, it wouldn't."

"Just give it a chance!"




"Because why?"

"Argh! Fine, I'll give it ONE chance." I said, as the smile on her face grew bigger.

"Great. I've gotta go now, be good and stay strong, babe." she said giving me comfortable hug. "I love you." she said, kissing my cheek.

"I love you too, and I'll miss you." I said as we headed downstairs together.


its my birthdaaaay :)

8thSeptember2013 - eeeekkk

I feel so old now.

5 days before Niall's.

He's turning 20, my little Irish leprechaun...

& I'm 5 years younger than him...

anyhoran, have a nice day, afternoon, night, wherever you are around the world.

thankyou for reading, me reading the comments, and seeing the likes and the favourites makes my day. sometimes I have this goofy smile which doesn't go away...

p.s. if you can, get more people to read... :)


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