I had skipped around my room while getting ready and dancing to music. Finally, I decided enough time had gone by and walked out into the kitchen for my daily cereal. Caroline was usually out here by now, but maybe she decided to sleep in. I finished my bowel and went to check on Caroline. She replied croakily to my soft knocks, I frowned and entered, there were tissues everywhere and she was lying in bed coughing like crazy.
“Whoa! Are you ok?”
“No” she said and coughed “I think I’m sick”
“I can tell, let’s stay home today so you can rest.”
“No!” she protested coughing
“You can’t go out like this,”
“But you can, I want you to get to see the sight with or without me. You will not get a chance any other time” she said blowing her nose with a disgusted look on her face. She must be having a hard time with the messiness of her tissues.
I held out the trash ben, I couldn’t leave her while she was sick and I wouldn’t have any fun without someone there with me.
“It wouldn’t be any fun and you know it, so be quite and let me take care of you”
“well if you insist” she said jokingly but got this strange look on her face, she ran to the bathroom and threw up her dinner.
I held her hair and patted her back. Once she stopped, she brushed her teeth and I led her out to the living room and made her lay down on the sofa. I wrapped a blanket around her and turned on a movie. I was planning on making her some chicken noodle soup since it cures everything, but I couldn’t find any broth.
“Hey Caroline?” I whispered
“Yeah?” she answered sleepily
“I’m going to run to the store to get some things, is there anything you need?”
“Some crisps, please” she whined
What are crisps? I figured they were potato chips and left pulling on my sunglasses and jacket as I walked to the store down the block. I walked to the isle where they had broth and picked out a random bottle since I didn’t know these European brands. A worker pointed out the chip isle to me and I found “crisps” lucky for me I got the last bag. As I exited the isle five guys passed me, one started to complain very loudly that there weren’t any crisps left. Caroline texted to me and told me to hurry up because she was hungry. The worker scanned my crisps and broth quickly and bagged them. I was tapped on the shoulder as I walked towards the door and turned without thinking. One of the boys from the crisp isle pointed to my chips,
“Can I have those?” he asked in a low British accent
“No?”
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The Dancer **1D fanfic(editing)
Fanfiction(BOOK ONE) Sammie had lived in a small Oklahoman town for all her life, not to say she didn't do a little living. Eventually everyone will grow up and move out of the nest. Sammie's new home just happened to be across the Atlantic Ocean. London, E...
