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21~Sickness

I wake up with a small gasp, my heart is beating erratically in my chest as I feel my face burn up. "Charlie?" Justin asks quietly obviously hearing my heavy gasps for air. I would answer, only I'm running to the toilet trying not to throw up everywhere.

As soon as I reach the bathroom I empty the contents of my stomach the churning feeling continuing as I lean back to rest against the wall. The cool tile feels nice against my hot skin and no more than a minute later Justin comes in looking slightly tired but concerned nonetheless. "Hey, you okay?" He asks seeing me on the floor, my cheeks red and flushed and by that I think he knows what's the matter. He silently nods to himself and just as I think he might turn and leave he turns on the tap, rinsing a small towel under it for a moment before handing it to me along with a bottle of mouthwash. He then disappears for a moment returning with a bottle of ice cold water. I take it from him attempting to speak but something doesn't feel right and my throat is too sore to utter a word.

"Baby, are you okay?" He asks and in response my bottom lip wobbles slightly. I'm not really sure why, but the fact that Justin's standing there looking at me as though I might break only makes me feel weaker. My morning sickness had made a beautiful return over the last few days and I'd been feeling generally horrible to top it all off. I felt dizzy and weak 99% of the time and the other 1% Justin was either talking to me softly or I was sleeping. The sleep I did get was minimal and probably why I felt so faint all the time.

"I feel like shit." I grumble my head falling against the coolness and Justin shifts to get closer to me. "This is so gross, go away." I whimper pushing him away from me.

"Don't be stupid Char come here." Justin's voice says softly and looks to me almost helplessly.

All of a sudden I burst into tears, each small drop trailing slowly down my cheek as I sniffle quietly. Justin mumbles something to himself before leaning down to my level and hooking his arms around me so that he's carrying me bridal style through the bathroom door and back onto the bed. Id probably laughing and telling him to put me down whilst purposefully wiggling in his arms making it harder for him to hold me if I wasn't so sick right now.

Hopefully this will go away within an hour or two.

Justin lays me on the bed and pulls the blanket up from the bottom covering me with that instead of the quilt. He places the bottle of water beside me and folds the towel up before placing it on the inside of my wrist.

Justin calls the doctors and made an appointment for as soon as we get back to LA tomorrow not that it was any comfort to me right now. Something didn't feel right and that was even more unsettling than the constant swirling I felt all through my body.

I smile thanking him quietly before he climbs into the bed beside me.

Justin holds me softly. His hands draw soft shapes on the bare skin of my arm and when he gets bored of that his hand moves down to my stomach, lifting up his shirt which covered it so he could rest his hand on the small bump of Marshmallow.

I feel my breathing slow a little, the dizziness easing off a little but not getting fully better as Justin slide down the bed slightly. "It'd be really helpful if you'd stop making mommy feel bad right now." He mumbled in a soft voice making my heart fill with complete warmth. "You need to make sure she's okay." He continues kissing the side of my stomach softly making my stomach feel with slight butterflies.

Why me? He could have anybody and he has me? I smile at the thought as Justin makes his way back up to me, his lips brushing against my temple before I drift back off to sleep.

I wake up finding Justin well, not beside me.his side of the bed is still messy and the Blakey from the bottom of the bed is still neatly covering my body showing that I hadn't moved an inch in the last few hours I was asleep.