*Mia's POV*

I woke up that next morning tired. I couldn't sleep last night. Today was a lazy day. No work, just laying around, which I did.

But today my stomach was feeling a little more quisy and I don't know what hit me but I wasn't liking it.

"hey I'm sorry your not feeling well, here I made some coffee for you." Julia said handing me coffee and sitting next to me.

"thanks" i said drinking my coffee.

"wouldn't it be wierd if someone was feeling the same as you were?" She said with that dumb look on her face.

"that would be wierd." I said sipping my drink.

"Maybe its a sign" she said feeling my forehead

"maybe" I said going in to deep thought


*Liams POV*

"hey mate how ya felling." Harry said walking in on my nap.

"Like crap" I said sitting up.

"My stomach feels like something's eating it." I said holding it.

"Will you be able to do the show tomorrow." Harry said feeling my forehead

"hopefully" i said burping.

"ew that stinks." Harry said fanning himself.

"its not my fault" i said playfully punching him.

"alright feel better mate." Harry said leaving

"bye" i waved getting back in bed.

"maybe its a sign, but what could it mean." I said to myself.