Nothing Else Matters || Aston Merrygold

• Chapter two

"Yeah, I did notice Hannah was quick to get us out last night." Marvin smirked, nudging JB who grinned over at me. All three of them laughing at me with their dirty minds.

"Boys.." I warned them, noticing Maria was looking uncomfortable being in the middle of our 'boy talk'.

"I wasn't feeling good actually." I corrected them.

"Yeah we know, Hannah did say." Marvin said.

"You alright today though?" Oritsé asked.

"Yeah, course." I said casually even though I was lying, I felt worse than last night. I looked back forwards, focusing in what Maria was doing to my face to put a bit more colour back into me.

We finished in hair and make up and went to get changed, our outfits pointed out to us. He stylists helped perfect our looks before we were taken down to the room which we would be having our photo shoot and interview in. There was camera, people and lights everywhere.

"Boys, first of all we're going to record the opening for the video we'll put on the website." Brittany smiled as she skipped over to us.

"Alright, where do you want us?" JB asked, looking around the room.

"Just on the set, in front of the white sheet." She said, pointing to the set that was ready for us. We followed her over to the middle of it, standing next to each other and facing a man with a camera.

"All you need to do is do your 'Hi, we're JLS' introduction then Marvin you say 'you're watching us behind the scenes on our photo shoot for fabulous', got it?" He smiled.

"Got it." We all said before getting in our positions ready to speak.

"1,2,3.." The man behind the camera said before nodding to us.

"Hi, we're JLS!" We all said in unison, smiling at the camera.

"And you're watching us behind the scenes on our photo shoot for Fabulous." Marvin said.

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"Nando's!" Oritsé cheered as he walked back into the room, the smell of chicken that I usually find delicious filled my noise. My stomach churned and I had to turn my head away or I was going to be sick.

"Heres yours Ast." He said, pushing a bag in front of me and the smell came back. I panicked as I felt my insides turning and my hand came over my mouth.

"Excuse me." I said quickly before I rushed out the room and down to the toilets. Luckily I made it into the cubicle in time before I chucked my guts up, mainly reaching as I had an empty stomach. I sighed and knelt back, flushing the toilet once I knew I was finished. I left the cubicle and washed my mouth out using tap water, it didn't do much good though. I splashed my face with cold water, forgetting about the make up I had on my face at that time.

"Aston?" I heard a voice call.

"In here." I said but it wasn't very loud.

"Ast?" The voice said again and the toilet door opened, Marvin's head popping. He frowned when he saw me and stepped inside.

"You alright mate?" He asked.

"Yeah, I was just sick." I smiled weakly.

"Have you felt like this all day?" He asked me, coming to stand next to me and leaning against the sinks.

"Yeah, pretty much. It was just the smell of the food that got me." I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face.

"You should have said and you wouldn't of had to come in." He said.

"I know but I wanted to, I didn't want to let you guys down." I admitted making him tut.

"Don't worry about that man, if you're ill then you're ill..thats not your fault." He nudged my arm making me smile a little.

"You should go home though." He said seriously.

"What about the TV appearance?" I frowned. Luckily I had managed to get through the photo shoot and the rest of the interview before.

"It don't matter, we can try and re arrange but if not we can do it without you." He smiled.

"I guess." I sighed and shrugged.

"Come on, we need to tell management so you can go." He said and pushed himself off the sinks, leading me back to the others where we explained what happened.

-Hannah-

It was around twelve and I was starting on some lunch for myself, having skipped breakfast earlier. I heard the front door open and close making me from in confusion, that couldn't be Aston home yet, could it? I turned around to go into the living room but Aston walked into the kitchen before I could.

"Hey babe." He smiled weakly. His face had no colour, his eyes weren't sparkling like they usually do and his voice was shaky.

"You look worse than this morning." I frowned, putting my knife down and walking over to him. He flinched as I put my cold hands on his cheeks.

"You're boiling." I whispered, feeling over his face.

"I feel it." He agreed, pulling off his beanie.

"How come you're home early?" I asked.

"I was sick, literally. The others told me to come home and that they could manage without me." He frowned.

"You shouldn't have gone in the first place baby." I sighed, stroking his cheeks. He bit down on his bottom lip and shrugged, now realising I was right.

"Go get changed into something more comfortable, we'll have sofa day." I smiled weakly, kissing his cheek. He seemed to brighten up but only the slightly when I said that and with a nod he left the room. I finished off making my sandwich and got Aston a glass of water, knowing he wouldn't be able to keep anything else down. I walked into the living room just as Aston was coming down too, he put our duvet onto the sofa with a couple of pillow before sitting down himself. I put my sandwich and put drinks onto the table in front of us before looking through our dvd collection.

"What sort do you want?" I asked him.

"Anything." He shrugged.

"The Notebook then." I grinned, picking it out. Aston groaned but I knew he enjoyed the lovey dovey films really, whenever we watched them he would be stuck to the television. I switched off the lights and fell back onto the sofa.

"Come here." I said to him, signalling for him to shuffle closer to me which he did.

"I don't want you to get ill too." He frowned up at me and he lent into my side and I wrapped my arms around him, bringing the duvet over us.

"That doesn't matter." I shrugged.

"You know how easily you catch things." He warned me.

"Just shh, I don't care Aston." I giggled making him smile a little at my playful attitude. He cuddled back into me before we both looked at the tv as the movie started. Throughout the movie I played with Aston's curls which seemed to relax him, there was a few times he had to run off into the bathroom with me not far behind him but he could barely be sick as his stomach was empty. I just hoped he would be better soon, I hated it when he wasn't himself.

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