Time of the month?
"I'm not doing it!"
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Bitch please I'd go to hell and back before I do that," We all stood outside Bellas room arguing. She is coming to the recording studio again and we needed to wake her up so she could get ready. Of course, no one wants to since its 8:30 and she is fast asleep.
"I think Niall should do it because he's known her the longest," Zayn argued.
"I think Louis should since he has a bunch of sisters and should know how to deal with girls," Niall shot back. Everyone kept bickering. Eventually I sighed.
"Fine! I'll do it. But you all owe me. BIG TIME!" They all smirked.
"Go ahead mate, its been nice knowing you." I rolled my eyes and entered her room, closing the door behind me. I sat down on her bed and slightly shook her.
"Bella?" She stayed motionless. I rolled her over and leaned close to her ear. "Bella get up" slowly her eyes opened, then closed again.
"She's awake," I called out to the boys. They all came in nervously. Louis frowned.
"I thought you said she's up?" He asked.
"No, she's awake, not up." I clarified. They all 'ohh'ed. We all crowded around Bella.
"Love you need to get up now." Liam said softly. Stubbornly, she shook her head and burried her face into her pillow.
"Bella we'll be late and you won't have enough time to get ready." She shook her head again and mumbled what I think was a no. I chuckled to myself at how childish and cute she was being.
"This is ridiculous," Louis mumbled. He ripped the sheets from Bella and rolled her over. "Get up," he said sternly and determined.
"Fuck off," She used the exact same tone Louis had used. Bella yanked the blankets back from Louis. "I'll get up when I want. Now get out." The boys all left, shaking there heads. I sighed and laid down next to Bella, putting my arms around her. After about a minute, I lifted her into a piggy back. Her eyes stayed closed but she held on tight to my body. I walked out of her room, supporting her thighs with my hands. The boys all stared wide eyes, no doubt wondering how I had gotten her out of the room without being severely harmed. I casually walked into the kitchen, Bella still on my back, and put some toast in the toaster. She shook her head and mumbled into my shoulder,
"Not hungry." I sighed.
"Your eating something. I'm not letting you skip breakfast." She scoffed.
"Why not?" I smirked.
"Well, its the most important meal of the day, you may feel fatigue without eating, I don't want you skipping any meals because its not healthy-"
"Alright alright!" She gave in. "One piece, that's it." I decided that was the best I was going to get.
A little over an hour later, after many arguments with Bella, we were almost ready to go.
"Jesus I knew she wasn't a morning person but my god, it like we killed her puppy or something." I had noticed she was in a particularly grumpy mood this morning, but we decided she probably has her period or something. I don't think I had done anything. My phone buzzed, a text from Paul saying her was here.
"Bella we're leaving." I called out. She came out of her room in leggings, canvas shoes and a loose top along with sunglasses on even though its not sunny. I saw that her face was a little pale, but brushed it off. We got into two different cars. In the first car was me and Bella in the back with Louis driving and Niall riding shotgun. In the other car was Paul driving and the other Boys. As usual Louis started making his jokes. Bella wasn't laughing at any one of them, just looking out the window. I nudged her.
"Are you ok," She nodded and gave me a sweet smile, but I wasn't convinced. Louis' voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh c'mon Bella laugh a little, smile, give us something something. You know how funny I am." He winked at her.
"Yeah, hilarious." She replied sarcastically.
"Sheesh," he said quietly, but loud enough for us all to hear. "Must be someone's time of the month." Bella rolled her eyes, not bothering to respond.
"Stop the car Louis," Bella said firmly. He frowned.
"Bella I'm just joking, calm down." He shook his head
"I said stop the car." She said a little more harshly. Louis once again told her to calm down. I looked over at Bella and my eyes widened when I saw that she had gone ghostly pale colour and was breathing very unevenly.
"Louis stop the fucking car!" I practically yelled. His face looked shocked yet he pulled over instantly. Before the car had even fully stopped Bella jumped out and ran to the nearest bush and threw up. I rushed to her and held her hair back, rubbing small circles on her back. She continued to throw up. By now, Louis and Niall were out of the car aswell and the other boys car was pulling over. Everyone piled out, questioning why we had stopped, but froze once they saw Bella.
"What happened, is she ok?" Niall asked. I shot him a dirty look.
"Yeah she's fucking fantastic." I rolled my eyes. "What do you think dip shit." He looked taken aback by my anger. Bella finished throwing up but was clutching her stomach.
"Alright, I'm taking you home." I declared. She weakly shook her head.
"No you have recording to do, I'll get a cab," I was about to object but Zayn beat me to it.
"Absolutely not!" He turned to Paul."Bellas right, we need to do recording, but there is no way we are leaving her alone. Take her home and make sure she's ok, stay with her until we're back home and make sure you do everything in your capability to make her as comfortable as she can be. Ok?" I was anxious to see if Paul would agree to this, but in all fairness it's probably easier then taking care of us. Paul nodded and leant down to Bella, draping her arm over his shoulder and taking her to one of the cars. I went over to her once Paul had helped her into the back of the car.
"Bella are you sure about this? I can come back with you, I'll catch up with all the recording stuff another day." She smiled.
"Harry I'll be fine, it's just a stomach bug, go, I'll be ok." I sighed in defeat and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Feel better." With that I walked back to the car with the boys. They all looked at me once I got in.
"What?" I asked.
"Why do you seem so worried. It's just a bug, she'll be feeling better later." I nodded, completely unconvinced.
Paul looked at me in through the mirror.
"Are you feeling ok Ms. Ramos. Do you need anything." I smiled.
"I'm fine thanks, and call me Bella." He nodded. Once we got back to the apartment building I sighed.
Great. Paparazzi everywhere! Paul came around to my door and helped me out, I tryed to convince him I could walk by myself but gave in once I nearly fell flat on my face. We advanced towards the building and were swarmed with the paps.
"Where are the boys,"
"Are you feeling ok?"
"You don't look so good Bella,"
"Are you pregnant,"
"Why is Paul here?"
They fired hundreds of questions and there were flashes going off everywhere, my head started pounding and I felt bile rising up my throat. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand. Paul saw and started walking much quicker, taking almost all of my body weight. The second we got inside I ran to the nearest bin and puked, unfortunately a few people got pictures of me crouched over the bin. As I failed to lift myself off the ground Paul carried me up to the apartment and into my room.
He placed me on my bed and pulled the blankets over me. He closed the curtains to block off light and placed the bin next to my bed. Then he brought in a large cup of water with a straw in it. He did all this while I laid there hopelessly. Then he pulled up a chair and sat next to my bed for hours, holding my hair back every time I threw up, holding the cup of water up regually to make sure I drank. If possible, over the day I only felt sicker, I threw up more, felt lightheaded and couldn't even hold myself up to drink. I felt like utter crap.
I couldn't concentrate. Throughout the whole day I couldn't hold a thought for more than 10 seconds before it wondered back to Bella. The boys kept me from calling Paul, assuring me she was fine and that calling would only keep her from resting. At the end of the day I practically ran to the car. I don't understand how the boys could be so calm. The entire car ride I couldn't keep still. When we got home I went straight to the door, ignoring any paperazzi or fans that were there. When I was inside the boys caught up to me.
"Hazza calm down, we'll be there in like 20 seconds and she'll probably be asleep." I didnt bother to disagree verbally but i shot him a glare. The elevator dinged and I sprinted to the door and into the apartment. Paul obviously heard and came out of the room. He looked tired and when he spoke his voice was shaky.
"I think we should call a doctor."
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