josh 🤓:
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you and harry?

"Charlie get in here before I fucking kill myself!" I yell out.
She bursts through my door looking concerned and horrified.
"What's up this time?!" She pants.
"Josh. Josh is going to get battered if he keeps this up. And Ethan. And Faith. And JJ. And all the fucking sidemen and their wives!"

Charlie comes ands sits in bed beside me, slipping under the duvet like it's her bed "Okay, deep breaths. Why is he texting you at nine a.m?"
"I don't know!" I sigh.
She rolls her eyes "People these days. Anyways, you have filming today and it's early because you told me so get up and get dressed, bitch!"

I groan and sit up, hair falling over my shoulders as I stand and immediately sit back down.
"Stood up too fast" I laugh. I feel dizzy and groggy, but worse then the regular early-morning grogginess. I feel terrible.

Charlie raises an eyebrow "You look pale" She inches closer, pressing the back of her hand to my forehead gently "holy shit"
I feel my head myself, and I basically burn my hand "Oh fuck"

"Maybe you should skip filming" Charlie offers "you've been in front of a camera non-stop"
I nod "I'll text Simon now"

you:
heya simon
i think im sick, is it grand if i give filming a miss?

very mini minter:
of course el
sleep or something
you've not stopped with filming for AGES

you:
lol charlie said that too
but thanks loads, see u soon

very mini minter:
feel better ellie
read at 9:13

"I'm going to have a shower and do fuck all for the day" I decide aloud.
Charlie nods "Good choice. D'you reckon you'll miss me too much if I leave for a bit?"
I laugh "I might just barely live"
Charlie laughs "Fingers crossed"

She leaves to get changed and I go find clean pyjamas for a shower. I find a pair, grab a towel and hop into the shower.

I feel a good bit better when i'm showered, cleaner. As I slip my pyjama top on I get another text.

Harry 💗:
you all good, Ali?

you:
im like 99 percent sure im sick
but its actually not that bad i just feel like shit

Harry 💗:
lmao
feel better xx

you:
lmao i'll try, see u soon xx

I leave the bathroom to find an old hoodie and am greeted by Charlie, who's heading for the door.
"I'm heading out for a bit, I told one of my friends i'd meet her for breakfast" Charlie informs me, but it just goes in one ear and out the other.

"Yep, okay" I nod, eyes half-closed.
She laughs "Sleep. You need it. I love you!"
"I love you" I murmur, smiling.
She smiles and then she's gone.
I sigh and head for my room. I plug my phone in on my desk, pull a hoodie over my scraggy hair and crawl back into bed.

I genuinely have no idea where I am when I first open my eyes. Then I remember I skipped filming and have a mini heart-attack before realising I warned Simon. I unplug my phone (which managed to charge to 100) and nearly die when I realise I slept for a full eight hours because it's 5:03.

I walk to the living room, call out to Charlie and get no answer. She's probably still out.
Somebody knocks on the door and I walk towards it hoping it's nobody important because I fully look like somebody dragged me through a bush.

It's Harry.

"Morning" He teases.
"Oh fuck, what brings you here?" My voice is a bit scratchy and tired.
"Brought you a present" He holds up a Cadbury's bar and I think i'm falling in love.
"You fucking gorgeous man" I mumble.

He hands me the bar, grinning, and I grab it with a smile, placing it on the kitchen counter because I feel too sick to eat it now. He shuts the door and lets himself in.
"I wouldn't stay for long" I warn "you might get sick"
He shrugs "Worth it. We can quarantine together"

I chuckle "Kick Charlie out, will we?"
"She'll probably just move in with Tobi" Harry waves his hand, dismissing my deep, deep concern for my wonderful family member.

I walk back over to him as he's leaning on the wall.
"Your sick and you still look gorgeous" He murmurs, quickly kissing my forehead.
I push his chest-and by push I mean put my hands on his chest and don't take them away-and laugh "I'm not infecting you. I promise i'll visit you when i'm more alive"

He smiles "I'll leave you be. See you soon?"
"Yes you will"
His hands linger on my elbows as he walks away, heading for the door.
"Byeeee" He sings out.
I laugh "Byeeeee"
And the door shuts. And he's gone.