Oliver came in and sat at the end of the couch as Lily moved over to a chair. Just after Oliver came in, my dad came over and felt my head. He stuck a thermometer in my mouth and after a few seconds, it beeped, so he pulled it out. "Hmm, well, you're normal. Honey, I don't know what's wrong with you. The only thing I would think it could be is food poisoning. But, you haven't thrown up in a while, so maybe that's a good sign. Do you want something to eat?"
"Uh, no thanks. I'm not very hungry. And, I don't know if that not throwing up in a while thing is gonna last. I really don't feel good right now," I lied as I pulled my head a little further under the covers.
"Well, you're probably tired from running to the bathroom, and I'm guessing you want to chat, so here." My dad grabbed the trash can and sat it beside me. He walked out of the room and went upstairs.
"Miley, you haven't eaten anything all day, and you still aren't hungry. That just isn't like you. Is there something you're not telling us?" Oliver asked.
"No. No, there's not." I hated lying to my friends, but I didn't want them to know.
"If you say so," Lily mumbled.
Let's see if Oliver really likes me. If I throw up, what do I want his to do? Aha! How about hold my hair. I pulled my hair down in front of my face and leaned over the trash can. Oliver grabbed my hair and held it in a ponytail and I made my best effort to throw up. When I was done, I saw my dad was behind the couch. He came over and gave me a tissue for my mouth. I grabbed my glass of water and drank a little sip to rinse my mouth out.
"You okay Miley?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think."
Later that evening, Oliver and Lily were still there. We were watching movies. It was Saturday, and we were planning a sleepover. My dad said he wanted someone to keep me company. My dad had gone to bed and we were eating pizza. I decided, hey, what the heck. It's not like I can't just puke it back up. But as we were watching the movie, I really did start to not feel good. I felt like I was gonna throw up. I stood up and ran to the bathroom. I got on my hands and knees. I sat there, but nothing came out. I sat down by the toilet and grabbed my knees just as Oliver and Lily came in.
"Hey, are you ok?" Oliver asked.
"I don't know. I feel like I'm gonna throw up, but I can't." Just then I turned over and began throwing up.
"I think she can," Lily said, grabbing my hair. Oliver just stood there.
Once I was done, we went back into the living room. We decided it was time to go to sleep. Lily climbed into her sleeping bag as so did Oliver. I stayed on the couch. The next thing I knew, my lips were touching Oliver's and he was on the couch with me. Once kiss turned into a make out session and I fell asleep in his arms.
Sorry, it was short! I felt like leaving you hangin! Please review. I will update soon.