For ExistentialZebra

Y/n POV
There's only one way to describe how I feel right now... I feel like I'm getting hit by a train that's going 100 miles per hour.... and the worst part is that it feels like slow motion. I've tried eating saltines and soup but it won't stay down anything I try to eat just gets thrown up... "y/n please eat..." I could hear the sadness in Paul's voice. "Nooooo I can't it's only gonna get thrown up..." I dramatically fall face first on the bed. "Babe please, I care about your health! And it's not healthy for you to not eat..." I felt the bed dip and Paul started rubbing my back...

"You don't get it Paul... I feel like I'm being hit by a train but it's all going in slow motion... I think I'm dying!" I heard Paul chuckle. "Babe, I've been there, being sick doesn't feel good but, you need to eat... Have you tried a smoothie at least?" "No?" I don't know why I said "No" like it's a question but my brain is failing me. "Welllllll you can try that please?? Y/n I love you and I want you to feel better, but that starts with you eating." "Paulllllll are you trying to guilt trip me?" I look at Paul.....

Paul's POV
I look at y/n and put on the best puppy dog eyes I can. "Is it working?" I ask. I heard y/n groan... "Fine! But I'm not getting up!" I laugh. "You don't have to I'll go make you a smoothie!" I run to the kitchen making her a smoothie. I smile bringing her the smoothie. "Hey babe! I brought you your smoothie." I hand it to her. "Thanks..." She reluctantly drank some and looked at me... "Soooooo? How do you feel?" I raise my eyebrows. "So far so good..." She soon finished the smoothie. "Okay I guess I should eat... I feel a little better after eat--drinking something." She smiles setting aside her cup. I sit next to her pulling her into me. "What did Dr Paul tell you?" I smirk. "Yeah yeah.... did you mean it?" My eyebrows furrowed. "What?" "When you said you love me?" She looks up at me, with a light blush on her cheeks. I felt my cheeks heat up and I smiled...

why is she so god damn fucking cute? "Y/n L/n I love you so much! I didn't want to be in a showmance when I came in here, but you made me want this... you changed my mind... I'm so glad I got to meet you!" She smiles, and blushes a deep red... I lean in to kiss her and she quickly runs from me... "Paul, baby, I love you too, but, I'm sick and I don't want to get you sick!" I chuckle smiling at her. "But what about my kisses! And my cuddles! And my hugs! And don't forget my kisses!" She laughs. "I might be feeling better but I'm still not clear for kisses!" she giggles. "Doctor Paul, I'm still sick, and I don't want to get you sick! Then I'm gonna be deprived of kisses when you get sick!" I chuckle, "Fine but the second you are better I'm getting all the kisses I want, all the cuddles I want, and all the hugs I want! when I want them!" She giggles smiling at me.

*4 agonizing days later*

Y/n's POV
I felt two arms wrap around me. "I missed this babe! I missed you, I missed your warmth, I missed the way you smell...." I giggle.. "The way I smell? Paul, baby, you sound like a serial killer." Paul chuckles. "Where's my cereal!" I heard Matt running and screaming about his "precious" cereal. I swear if he could marry it he would. "Matt, buddy! Y/n is just saying that I sounded like a serial killer, the people killer kind"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my bad..." Paul laughs pulling me towards the apple room. He wastes no time kissing me repeatedly. "I definitely missed this." I smile kissing Paul back, "Me too Paul, me too" "I love you!" "I love you too!" I smile and wrap my arms around his neck.