When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 46

I lay myself next to her, slowly tangling my legs with hers and shifting her small head to my chest. 

She suddenly moves in her sleep, making me hold my breath for what felt like eternity, but she stopped, instead unonoticingly putting her hands against my chest and stomach. 

I wrap my arm around her waist and gently pulling her closer, but it didn't feel close enough. I wanted to feel more then just her against me because in the past week I felt to far from her. Now that I'm here, I just want her.

...All of her. 

I settle down in my place, looking up at the white ceiling, gently combing my fingers through her desirable hair. I breath in her missbale scent, making my stomach explode in butterflies. 

I missed her so much that words can't explain. 

I missed her touch, her kisses, her laugh...Her. 

I missed everything about her.

"I'm so glad I'm back home, baby." I whisper to her sleeping figure before dozing into sleep.

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Dee's P.O.V

My eyes shot open as I felt that famillar feeling twist in my stomach again. It was rough and grougy as it began to burn my insides. 

My body tries to move out of the bed to stand up, however my waist was trapped, making me panic. If I don't make it too the bathroom in time, I'm going to puke everywhere and ruin everything.  

I use my arm to lift myself, a small burp escape my lips as a warning sign that I have less then a minute to get to the bathroom. I slightly trash around in the bed, trying harder to get up. I feel the morning sickness coming up my neck and I slam my hand against my mouth. 

Finally, whatever was holding me down let go of my body. I use this as my chance to bolt to the bathroom, keeping my hands against my mouth. My body tackles to the ground, while I use my hands to keep my body stable against the toilet bowl. I gag, squeezing my eyes shuts as I let my insides show itself. 

Silence fills my drums as I slump up against the wall, beside me and I feel my body relax.  

"Dee?" 

My head snaps up at the doorway of the bathroom, knowing that I knew that voice too well to believe who it was. My eyes widen as I notice the tall, toned man I've been reminiscing about for the past three weeks was literally standing 3ft away from me. 

Kaz looks back down at me in shock, frowning down at me. 

My stomach flips again from the unexpected figure and I bring my head back to the toilet bowl and throw up once again. 

I felt his large hands bundle my hair up and gently rub my back. "Shit," I mumble under my breath as I move away from the toilet bowl. The sound of the toilet flushing, making me sick even more. 

My hands reach out to toilet paper and I wipe my mouth. 

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Kaz's voice rings my ears again, concern filling is tone as he stood behind me.

Considering the fact I just puked, I don't think hugging and kissing him is a good idea. "I didn't want to worry you." I chuckle as I look at him in the reflection of the vanity mirror. "When did you come back?" I raise my eyebrow as I turn on the tap. 

"Last night, after you fell asleep apparently," He responds, still frowning down at me. "Are you sure you're ok, baby? You look really pale right now," His hands reach out to my forehead as I begin to brush my teeth.