Her Mate, The School's Player novel Chapter 25

"I'll leave you guys have some fun, happy birthday Devon", I chuckle.

"Thanks Damian, and I sure will have some fun", he smirks, then winks at Andrea. I used to screw with any girl just for fun like Devon, but thankfully I'm a changed man. Amber's my one and only. I leave the room and Amber's parents come up to me.

"Is Amber okay?" her father asks.

"Yes she's alright now, she's gone to bed", I say.

"Tell her we said we hope she gets better", her mother says. I nod.

I go back upstairs and lie down on the bed beside her and put the hot water bottle on her tummy. Please let her get better soon. Amber groans. Shit have I waked her up?

"Amber?" I say. She doesn't move or open her eyes. Thank god I didn't wake her up.

Amber's POV:

I wake up with a sick feeling. I could feel the sick coming up my throat. I flit out of Damian's arms and into the bathroom. I get down on my knees and puke into it, why me!? I puked up everything yesterday and I haven't had anything since so how am I still puking?! Damian flits in behind me and holds back my hair. I don't want him seeing me like this, I must look a mess. He starts stroking my hair and massaging my back. He's the best boyfriend ever. I start crying and pull back from the toilet.

"Shh", Damian soothes. I feel like shit, I hate being sick. "Are you okay now, baby?"

"Yeah, thanks". He smiles and helps me off the ground. "I'm going to have a shower". He nods and turns on the shower for me then goes out to the bedroom. I take off my underwear and bra as that was the only thing I was wearing. I get in the hot shower and soak my hair and body. I put the shampoo in my hair then wash it out, then do the same with conditioner and then lastly wash my body. I get out and wrap myself in a fluffy towel as I brush my teeth thoroughly. My breath must have stunk from all that puking.

I leave the bathroom and go back to the bedroom. Damian was there on the bed waiting for me. He was dressed and looking sexy as ever. His hair was perfect looking and his eyes were concerned as he looks over me. I force a smile and go over to the wardrobe. I put on some fresh underwear and a bra, black skinny jeans, fluffy socks and brown uggs. Then I put a white draped cowl-neck top on and a black leather jacket on. I then flop onto the bed beside Damian and rest my head against his shoulder.

"Want me to do your hair?" he asks, wrapping his arm around me. Him, do my hair? That will be interesting. "I promise to do it the way you like it".

"Okay, if you can try but if you do it bad I'll beat the shit out of you". He chuckles and goes over to turn on the hairdryer. He sits me down on the chair in front of the dressing table. I look at my reflection. Damian grabs a comb and turns on the hairdryer.

"I'll make it perfect like you, now close your eyes". I do as he says and close my eyes. He dries my hair and combs it. When he's finished he runs his fingers through it.

"You can open your eyes now". I open my eyes and take a look at myself in the mirror. "You like?" he asks.

"Nothing, I just don't know if you'd like it. You might think I'm shit".

"You're not shit, I'm sure you're the best artist ever". He smiles and takes my hand.

"Then I'd love to draw you". I get off the chair and we go downstairs. People were having their breakfast at the table. Actually everyone in the pack were sitting down, there's thirty-four members in the pack not including the parents. I noticed Devon and Andrea were sitting particularly close to each other. Damian and I sit on the opposite side of them.

"Honey, are you okay now?" my father asks. I nod.

"Oh yeah thanks you guys, I never thanked you yesterday", I say to Nick, Jason and Kevin.

"No problem", Nick says.

"We're just looking after our friend", Jason adds.