Never The Same Without You

Bella's P.O.V
I wake up to a loud beeping sound, I groan and slowly open my eyes. Oh shit, I fell asleep in the car! I look around and realize that I've been asleep for 8 hours, why did I sleep so long?! I pull out my phone and check my messages, Zayn sent me 5 texts asking if I'm okay. Mona sent me 12 texts all saying the same thing, I sigh and shove my phone back into my pocket. I step out of the car and stretch my soar body, I guess Zayn and I did have sex.. I hope he used a condom.. I hear my stomach growl as I reach for the car down, I groan again and lock the car and start walking to a random restaurant. After I finish eat what felt like a feast I head back to the car and drive home.
Harry's P.O.V
When I got to the house only Mona, Niall, Louis and some girl by the name of Lilly were up. Zayn and Liam were still asleep, its been hours since any ones heard from Bella and I'm starting to get worried. What if she runs off again? I've been pacing my room for 10 minutes wondering when she's going to get back when I can't take it anymore, I run to her room and throw the door open. Bella's bed is a mess and her black dress is torn in half on the ground, what the fuck? I bend down and move the sheets around and find the shirt Zayn was wearing to the club, I dig around the sheets more frantically and find Bella's black lacey bra. Did Bella and Zayn.. no they couldn't have!
Bella's P.O.V
I pull into the driveway and stumble out of the car, I groan and clutch my stomach and take a few deep breaths. I sigh slowly walk to the house, I make it to the proch without the feeling of vomiting. I open the door and quietly walk in, Mona and Niall are watching some scary movie and don't notice my enterence. I tiptoe behind the couch and grab Monas shoulders and shake them, she screams and turns around. I giggle at her expression as Niall glares at me, I roll my eyes at him and hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Harry appears in a matter of seconds with a worried look on his face, I bit my lip hard and walk past him while looking down. I make it to my room without the urge to vomit my guts out, but once I enter the bathroom I hobble over to the toilet and empty out my stomach. Once I'm finished I wipe my mouth and flush the toilet, I stand up and wash my face with shakey hands. What the hell is wrong with me?

Notes