Alana novel Chapter 73

Alana's POV

It was time to go home and I was feeling a little ill. My stomach was churning and I've been feeling a little dizzy lately. Must be from when I stayed in the rain dancing like a lunatic with Trina. I must be getting the cold.

"Hey babe, you okay?" Aiden asks as he enters the room and I sigh.

"I think I'm getting the cold." I murmur and he frowns.

"I told you to get out of the rain." He literally had to throw me over his shoulder after two minutes of pleading.

"I know, I know." He pecks my lips and I grab out luggage while he takes the others.

"Ready?" He asks and I nod.

"Finally, I'm ready to get out of this place."

"But England is my-"

"Will you shut up with that nonsense? No one cares. It's not funny anymore. It was never funny." Trina snaps before stomping out and I raise both eyebrows at James while he just shrugs.

"Alright then."

The whole cab and plane ride, I just leaned against Aiden, feeling terrible. The dizziness was overwhelming and by the time we got home, all I wanted to do was sleep.

Aiden frowned once he found me laying in bed all ready. He checks my neck and decides I don't have a fever but he makes me chicken soup anyway.

A few moments later, I'm crouched over the toilet, vomiting.

"Do you think its poison again?" Aiden asks worried as he holds back my hair and I shake my head.

"You're the only one that cooks for me." I flush the toilet, standing and brushing my teeth. I lean against the counter and he grips my leg, lifting me bridal style and carrying me to the bed.

"I'll be okay." I murmur as my head hits the soft welcoming pillow.

"I got you, babe."

A few days later I was feeling better and I had to force Aiden to go to work but now, everything seems worse as I crouch next to the toilet heaving everything I have and don't have.

Trina was the one with me and I sat next to the toilet feeling like crap.

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