So I've come to a conclusion.

I'm later going to upload a Liam Payne fan fiction called Run or Hide. The female lead is a vampire, so it's the perfect twist coming up for this October, Halloween season. Are you guys dressing up for any parties?

Any certain YouTube suggestions for your Halloween costume make up and/or hair look or certain song request for me to sing?

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I felt horrible.

My stomach felt hollow, but I couldn't eat anything without throwing up. I felt smelly and sweaty, super hot then suddenly, super cold. This sickness was making me act crazy. Maybe that's why I acted like that yesterday at the interview.

I rake a hand through my hair and groaned, clutching my stomach. I was all alone in my room at the flat. Everyone else went to that wedding today.

Nice to know they care about me.

That was sarcasm in case you didn't catch that.

And to even dwell in my sorrows even more, guess what I packed.

You can't? Well I'm crying sad tears from missing how it used to be and crying happy tears because it's funny. Still don't know?

It's the DVD Louis gave me last year. Like the letters I gave him, his is like video diaries of everyday. Some long, some short.

I turn back over to my side and focus back on the TV. Louis is on the screen in the living room of his flat, probably about mid-afternoon.

"Hey Danielle! I miss you and I can't wait to see you! So right now we only have one month til I see you again. This morning I got to prank good, old, Harold over here, this morning. Say hello, Harold!"

Louis smiles and pans the camera to Harry, who glares at the camera. "The next time you see Louis, give him a taste of his own medicine. Thanks Dani."

I chuckle, even though this happened a long time ago and I watched it millions of times.

The camera turns back to Louis who dramatically places a hand on his heart, "Oh Harold, you don't mean that, do you?! I thought you loved me! Or did you only play me for my godly looks?"

I hear Harry in the background, "Shut up Louis!"

"Looks like someone's PMS-ing." Louis whispered into the camera after casting a glance to Harry, who was not in the camera shot.

"That's it Tomlinson!" I heard Harry shout then see Harry jump on Louis. Louis shrieks, sounding like a girl and I laugh, making me forget about being sick.

The camera falls and lands on the ground, an upside-down view of the living room and I hear some shrieks and pounding. Suddenly the camera was swinging everywhere and Louis is panting on the camera screen.

"Sorry, we're having, er......technical difficulties. Love you, bye!" He says, glancing to the side. I laugh when I see Harry about to jump on him in the background. He pounces and Louis turns the camera off right after you hear him shriek like a girl.

I was full on laughing now and it starts on the next one. I hear a knock and I practically bolt off the bed. I run up to the TV and turn it off, frantically.

With the fast movement, my stomach protested and I clutched my stomach and mouth, running into the hallway. I run into the loo and lean over the toilet. I start to throw up and hear some fast paced footsteps. I then feel someone gathering up my hair, making a messy ponytail that probably resembled a rat's nest. I grabbed some toilet paper without looking at who it was and wiped my mouth off, tossing it in the toilet and flushing it.

I groan and put my head in my hands. I hate throwing up. Someone rubbed circles on my back and I froze, realizing I should probably get to know who this person is.

I lift my head out of my hands and see Louis squatting next to me, rubbing my back. I widen my eyes and scramble up, stumbling. Louis grabs on my arms and holds me up, concern and worry etching his facial expressions.

I'm, uh, tired." I grumble, not wanting to talk to Louis right now. He nods and wraps an arm around my waist and help me walk to my room. I can't ignore the familiar tingles running up my spine. Why was he here? Where's everyone else? Isn't he still supposed to be at the wedding?

I climbed into my bed and pulled the covers to my chin, then kick it off, feeling extremely hot.

"Why are you here?" I ask, my voice sounding raspy and croaky like.

He sits on the side of the bed and bites his lip, "Abby couldn't come to the wedding as my date, so after a while, I got bored and decided to leave."

I could get the feeling he was hiding something. "Admit it, you just wanted to see if I was okay." I joked.

He locked eyes with me, "No, I'm telling the truth."

"Yeah, uh huh, okay. I totally believe you."

He grins lopsidedly, "Whatever floats your boat, princess, but I know I'm telling the truth."

I roll my eyes, loving the feeling of the princess comment, "Whatever."

A silence fills the air and I shift awkwardly on the bed, lying on my side to face him. I started to break into a cold sweat and I yanked the covers to my chin and squeeze myself into a tight ball. Violent shivers start to rack through my body and my teeth clatter against each other.

"I'll turn up the heat." Louis says, giving me a side long glance.

"N-n-no, i-it's o-okay. I'm j-just go-going to s-le-sleep n-now."

He looks at me wearyingly, "Yeah, okay. Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."

I just nod my head and he sighs, looking at me. He leans over and kisses me on the forehead, before leaving and turning off the lights, closing the door behind him. Warmness flows through me, radiating from his kiss. Drowsiness filters into me and I close my eyes, starting to dream.

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I feel amazing, wonderful, super spectacular, completely fantabulous, extraor--

"ERRUUUGHHHHHH!"

I hear someone throw up and a loud groan. I furrow my eyebrows together and stop my skipping, walking to the bathroom. I knock on the door and I'm answered with a groan. I open the door and see Louis looking sweaty and pale, and all in all, horrible.

His brown hair was all over the place and his sweats were on backwards with his shirt crinkled in multiple places.

I groan and rub my temples, Louis' eyes snapping up to mine.

"Did I get you sick?" I ask, weakly.

He doesn't respond and just looks at me tiredly. I look at him for a little bit, deciding what to do, then squat down beside him. I put my hands on his upper arms and pull him up. Him staggering, I pull him into his room. He stumbles behind me and I wonder where Harry is. Did he get drunk and went somewhere else?

I helped lay Louis into his bed and pulled the covers over him, tucking it into his sides. I hear him yawn and I turn around, on my way to walk out.

"Stay." I hear him sleepily croak. I turn back to face him and look at him with longing. After a couple minutes of debating, I slide into the bed beside him. I sit beside him, my back on the head board as he lays down beside me. He takes his head off the pillow and puts his head on my lap, sliding his hands that were pressed together, under my thighs. He entangles his legs in between mine and my heart clenches. Why was he doing this to me? He's sick and has a girlfriend.

I lift up my arms and use one hand to stroke his hair and another to rub his back. I guess I should enjoy this while it lasts.

After a few moments of silence and Louis' occasional yawn or groan, he breaks it.

"Why don't you wear the promise ring anymore?" He asks quietly, like he doesn't really want to know the answer.

I look down at him sadly, "You broke up with me then moved on, I did the same. I figured that the ring wouldn't mean anything now."

I finished talking, somehow my gaze had landed on the ceiling. I looked back down at Louis and see him looking at me sleepily, before fluttering his eyelids closed and falling asleep. I lay in his bed for a couple minutes, reminiscing in the past of us, before slowly climbing out of his grasp. I need to take a shower. I kiss his forehead like he did to me, before I tuck him back in his covers.

On my way out the door, I trip over something and wince, seeing if Louis woke up. Lou was still asleep and I looked down at my feet to see what I tripped on.

It was my letters I wrote to him a long time ago, the box opened.

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Please vote, fan, and comment. Comment about everything and anything. I love reading them. I also can't believe I almost have 300 fans! WOOOWIIIEEE!! .

So I've come to a conclusion. (Yes, I know I put it in the first author's note, bust incase some people didn't read that one.)

I'm later going to upload a Liam Payne fan fiction called Run or Hide. The female lead is a vampire, so it's the perfect twist coming up for this October, Halloween season. Are you guys dressing up for any parties?

THANKS FOR READING, LOVELIES!

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