Camille was left behind by Zayn after his sucessful audition at the xfactor. She felt useless and unwanted. Now, Camile was absolutely gorgeous and has guys practically falling at her feet. She has many friends, but she still feels alone. What will happen when Zayn and Camille get reunited at a totally crazy party?


23. Chapter 23

Camille's pov 
The next morning when I woke up, Zayn was gone. Where could he have gone?? I mean it is my house, so unless he remembered what everything looked like or where everything was, he was gone, or he was wandering aimlessly around my big house....
"Zayn?" I say. My voice barely came out. I started to realize that my throat hurt very badly and I had an awful headache. I ripped the covers off only to shiver and then I put them back on and got super hot again.
"Mom..." I could barely hear myself so I know no one heard me.
I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my iPhone. Weakly, I dialed the number for the home phone. It rang and rang and finally someone answered.
"Mom I am sick..."
"It isn't your mom." I could hear a smile through the voice.
"Who are you then?"
"Woah, so sick you don't even remember my voice. You're mom left already, and she called the school to tell them you wouldn't be there today. She was going to stay, but I told her I would watch out for you. Paisley followed me downstairs by the way, and are you hungry?"
"No, not really. But I am thirsty." My voice was scratchy, so I thought it would help. 
"Ok, I'll bring you some in a second."
I let my arm fall and I dropped my phone. My eyes started to slowly shut and I found my self fall into a deep sleep.

Zayns pov.
When I went upstairs to give her the water, she was asleep. I set it down next to her and felt her head. She was burning up. 
Her mom said if she ever had a fever, then I should put a cool rag on her face and make sure she drinks something. She also told me to let her sleep. I really wasn't going to stand in the way anyway.
I walked to the bathroom and got a rag. The water was surprisingly cold. I put the rag on her head and her eyes shot open.
"I-I'm sorry." I said, taking the rag away.
"No...leave it."
A few moments of scilence passed. 
"Where is Paisley?"
"Right here." 
Camille looks over to see her cat right next to her.
"Oh. Zayn, can you take me to the doctor please?"
"Right now?"
She nods.
"Well, your mom said to let you rest... But I guess this isn't really breaking any rules. C'mon."
She grabs her blanket and starts to walk downstairs. I realized that Paisley look at me. She seemed scared.... I shook it off. I mean cats can't show emotion. I went downstairs to see Camille sitting in a chair. 
She nods and walks out side. I followed her to my car and we headed off to the doctors office.

Camille's pov.
"Camille Thomas?"
Hesitantly, I got up. I always hated the doctor's office and I only went when I was being forced or I felt really, really bad. 
Zayn grabbed my hand and helped me. I guess I looked nervous because Zayn said "Hey, love, it's ok."
I shook my head because at this point, that was all it could do.
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Mr.Malik, you have absolutely nothing to worry about. We are just going to take here in here and try to figure out what's wrong."
The nurse leads me into a room and tells me to put this thing on my finger. She weighs me and checks my blood pressure. She also checked my heartbeat. After the doctor came in we did a few more tests and he came back with our results.
"Well everything seems to be fine. It's probably a virus so drink a lot of water and-"
"Doctor, she is sick, she probably doesn't want to  remember a lot of stuff."
"Right, I'll go tell your friend."
The nurse helps me get my things and get out the door.
I mumble a small thanks before joining Zayn. They were talking about what he needed to do, and something about let me get a lot of rest. I looked down at myself and if realized that I was still in my pajamas. I pulled my blanket tighter around me and Zayn chuckled. I wanted to tell him the he was being mean, I am sick and he wasn't allowed to make fun of sick people. But when I opened my mouth to speak, nothing came out. 
"Ok, I'm sorry" he got it.
When we get in the car, I fall asleep immediately. 

Zayns pov.
She was so sick and I felt awful. Even though it wasn't my fault, at least, I don't think it was. 
Camille was curled up, her blanket draped around her in the passenger side. I  remembered the prescription I needed to pick up for her. 
Walking inside of the drug store, I looked around. There weren't many people around, but I was sure there were at least one or two fans. I was just about to leave when a lady asked "How may I help you, sir?"
"Oh, um, well I needed to pick up a prescription."
"Ok just follow me real quick, and I'll set you up."
I nodded and she took the slip of paper I had in my hand. After about five minutes of awkward glances toward me and teenage girls looking and me then whispering to their friend "is that Zaynie??", the lady came back.
"Ok... Mr...Malik? Uhm, here is your prescription for Camille Thomas. Please tell miss Thomas I hope she feels better soon." 
I took the bag. 
"Oh and Mr.Malik? Camille is a handful... By taking care of her you are biting off a pretty big bite.... And if you start to date her.... Well, I'm just going to let you figure that out by yourself."
"Wait, you know Camille?"
"Yeah, of course. When she was little she used to get sick all the time. I usually took care of her and things like that when her parents had to go to work and she was sick."
"Oh... Erm... Well I should probably get going, I mean Cami's in the car soo..."
"Ok, well tell her that Emily said hi. She'll know who I am."
"Will do."


Sorry I haven't updated for a long time!!! I got grounded :$. Its all god now! I will probably up date again tonight or later this weekend!! It's a long weekend soo...

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