Everything About You

Natalie Carter is your typical, beautiful teenage girl, except she gets bullied, badly. What happens when her family moves across the world to get away an she ends up meeting the one person who could make her forget. Will her past stay buried? Or will it make a reappearance and ruin the only good thing in her life?

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11. Chapter 10- Oh crap

Natalie P!OV-

Life has been great. Luke moved in and basically so did the other boys. We are just like one big happy family.

I woke up one morning and I immediately ran to the bathroom. I threw up everything in my stomach and Luke came running in just as I was finishing up.

"Nat are you okay? Are you sick? Do you feel queasy? Should I take you to the hospital?" Luke asked. All of his question s were giving me a bigger headache than I already had.

"Luke, babe, I am fine. I probably just caught that flu that is going around, " I reassured him. He nodded and picked me up. I giggled and he brought me downstairs. He laid me down on the couch and he disappeared into the kitchen.

He came back about 10 minutes later with soup, a glass of water, and 2 advil. He is so sweet. I greatly accepted the advil because my head was pounding. As I reached for the soup, Luke stopped me.

"Nope I will feed you my sick princess, " he said making me laugh.

He fed me all of the soup and I looked up at him. He had a worried expression on his face.

"Babe. You should get some rest. You are really pale, " he said.

"No Hun we were gonna hang with the boys today. We had to cancel the other times and I feel like we haven't done anything. I will go to sleep right when I get home. Pinky promise, " I said holding out my pinkie and interlocking mine with his. He smiles and I went upstairs to take a shower.

The hot water made me feel a little better but still not enough to care about how I look. So I put on Luke's oversized Penguin goodies, leggings, and I put my hair in a messy bun without make up. I ran downstairs and saw Luke sitting on the couch in black skinnies and a blue 5 sauce t shirt. He looks sooooo much better than I do. I am a mess but I have an excuse. He smiled at me and we walked out the door over to Ashton's. Cal and Ashlyn were meeting us there and Michael spent the day there. When we walked in, everybody else was already there playing Fifa. We said hello and they grunted not taking their eyes off of the tele. Luke and I sat down on the couch and I started to have a coughing fit. Everybody turned around to look at me. At first their faces were annoyed but when they saw how sick I was, their faces softened and they looked worried.

"Nat are you ok? You sound and look horrible," Calum said.

"Wow Cal. You really know how to charm a lady, " I joked. They laughed a little but still looked worried so i elaborated a bit.

"I think I caught the flu. I threw up this morning and I just kind of feel miserable. I bet i will be better by tomorrow," i tried to reassure them. They made grossed out faces and Calum screamed.

"YOU ARE INFECTED! WE MUST DEINCONTAMIDATEYOU IMMEDIATELY. wE HAVE ALL BEEN EXPOSED TO THE PLAGUE! AHHH WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE! But really you guys should go home and get some rest. We will come over and check on you tomorrow," he said giving me a slight hug. Everybody else said goodbye to me and Luke and we wwere out the door.

When we got home, I went straight up to bed. At the top of the stairs, I got really queasy, just like this morning, and i ran into the hallway bathroom. I threw up once again but not as much because i didn't eat as much today. Luke ran up and held back my hair. When I was finished, i slouched down on the bathroom floor too weak to move. I was basically falling asleep and i felt Luke's warm arms wrap around me and him lift my body off the ground. He placed me in bed and he wrapped his arm around me as i fell asleep.


I woke up the next morning feeling worse than i did the previous day. I went into the bathroom and threw up basically water again but Luke wasn't there to hold back my hair and rub circles into my back. When i was done, I rinsed out my mouth, splashed some water on my face, and i went searching for Luke. I saw the other bathroom door closed and i heard Luke vomiting. Oh geez he is sick too. I went in just as he was finishing up and I played with his hair.

"Nat i think i caught the flu," he joked. I giggled weakly and helped him off the floor.

We went downstairs and layed on the couch watching TV and cuddling. Occasionally one of us would get queasy and we would make our way to the bathroom. At around noon, 4 people burst into our house and let me be the first to tell you that they looked as bad as we did. I must've gotten them sick too.


"Now i know that you think this was all my fault but I don't think so. We all have been going many places together so we probably all caught the flu. Why dont I grab some blankets and some movies and we can just relax," I said

They all groaned, obviously miserable, and made their way to the couch. We ended up spending the weekend together.


After about a week of us all being sick, we realized that something must be wrong with us. We all drove to the hospital and we were all admitted into the hospital and we all had one big joint room.

It turns out that we all had a very rare case of food poisoning and we would have to stay in the hospital while they put fluids in us to clear out all of the toxins.

A few hours later, Luke began to sweat and shake. His face turned bright red and he started hyperventilating. I scrreamed and pushed the call nurse button. A nurse took one look at Luke and she went pale. She called for a doctor and more nurses and they started working on Luke. They saw me trying to approach them, so Michael came and held me back.

"We have to go get him up to the OR," one of the doctors said. I started to cry even more. They wheeled Luke up to go opetate on him leaving me and the others. I turned around in Michael's arms and i violently sobbed. The love of my life has something wrong and I can't help him.

I and useless.

I continued to cry until about a half an hour later the doctor came in.

"It turns out that Luke was allergic to the medication and it made his lungs swell up. We got him up to surgery just in time and we were able to save his life-" the doctor started.

"Oh thank God," i said finally smiling.

"But-" that word made the smile fade from my face

"Luke is in a coma and we are unable to know how long it will be until he wakes up,"

It feels like my world is crashing down around me.

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