Scarlett's POV
Soon I had finished off the food and was looking around for more. Shockingly or not so shockingly I was still hungry. I found a box of cereal in another cupboard and began to eat straight from the box. Suddenly a wave of nausea hit me, hard!
I quickly began to feel shaky and light headed. Using the counter to support me, I took deep breaths trying to sooth the nausea and make my way to the sink to get a class of water.
I drank it slowly but it still don't help. Feeling extremely weak, I sat down on the cold tile floor. Only now did I realize the cold sweat I was having.
I rested my head on my knees as another wave of nausea hit me.
"Lettie?" Came Niall's voice, sounding worried.
All I could do was groan quietly between breaths.
Niall came around the corner and saw me.
"Scarlett! Are you okay? What's wrong?" He asked sounding even more worried then before.
I didn't answer and lay down on the ground letting the cold tiles touch my skin.
Niall made a move to get me up but I stopped him.
"Please, don't touch me." I whispered between breaths.
Once again I was hit by another wave of nausea.
"Where's the bathroom?" I breathed out
"Down the hallway."
Shakily I pushed myself off the ground and using the counter to support me I began stumbling to the hallway.
I could barely walk once I no longer has the support of the counter and Niall quickly ran to my side, helping me walk. This time I didn't protest.
Once I was in the bathroom I fell to me knees at the toilet and threw up everything I had just eaten.
My throat burned and I had the most awful taste in my mouth.
Once I was done, I sat back against the bathtub, and after wiping my mouth I began to sob.
I was so hungry and now I can't even hold down the food I have just eaten!
I continued to sob as Niall came to my side.
"Come on Lettie," he said as he helped me stand up. "You should have a bath. It'll help."
Niall turned on the warm water and let the bath begin to fill up. Then he began to gently take off my shirt.
"N-no." I said, still feeling weak "I can do it myself."
"Sorry." He quickly said as he stepped back.
I begin to take off my shirt, but then I stop.
"Could you... Uh..." I hesitated looking over at Niall then the door.
"Oh yeah, sorry." He said as he quickly left and closed the door.
I could still see the shadow of his feet under the door but I was happy for the privacy I did have.
Slowly I took off my clothes, if you could even call them that at this point and lowered myself into the bathtub.
The warm water of the bath felt amazing as it instantly relaxed my muscles.
I closed my eyes and allowed the water to relax me. When I opened them again, I couldn't help but notice how dirty the water had become.
Well I guess that's what happened when you don't shower for such a long time...
Slowly I began scrubbing at the dirt on my skin and washing it out of my hair. Once I was done, I looked down at the now brown water. I pulled the plug, letting the water go down and used the shower head to rinse off.
My skin felt smooth and clean as I stepped out the bath and looked around the bathroom.
I don't want to put my dirty torn clothes back on.
I opened a cupboard under the sink and found a stack of clean white towels. I grabbed one and wrapped it around myself.
As I stood up, I came face to face with my own reflections. My wet hair sticking against my face and the bags under my eyes that were only amplified by my pale skin. There were small scratches on my cheek, which I assume were from trying to escape the van.
I put a hand to my face, only to notice the scabs on my knuckles.
From banging on the door...
I stepped back from the mirror and let the towel drop.
Looking at my body I saw my scrapped up knees and many small cuts littering my body. I also couldn't help but notice the bruises on my arms and legs.
I'm not sure where I got those from... Probably one of my failed escape plans...
Luckily it looked like they were healing and wouldn't be there for much longer.
"Scarlett?" Niall called from outside the door. "You okay in there?"
Quickly I pulled the towel back around myself.
"I have nothing to wear... I don't want to put my dirty clothes back on!" I called out.
"One second!" I heard Niall scrabble from the door and up the stairs.
He was back a moment later, knocking on the door.
"Open it a bit and I'll give you something to wear." He called through the door.
I swing the door open and looked up at his shocked and wide eyed face.
"Thanks." I said as I extended my hand waiting for him to give me the clothes.
There was a moment of silence.
"Uh yeah, no problem." Niall said placing the clothes in my outstretched arms.
I closed the door and shook my head laughing a little bit.
I looked down at the clothes in my arms. A black sports short and grey sweat pants. I looked back down at the pile of dirty torn clothes.
I really don't want to have to put on my dirty bra and underwear again...
I made a decision and just put on the shirt and pants. The pants were a little big so I used the stings to tie it as tight as I could.
Once I was dressed, I opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Niall was standing there waiting outside the door.
"I heated up some soup." He said once he saw me "it'll fill you up without making you sick."
I followed him back to the kitchen and sat down in front of a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
My stomach rumbled at the sight of it and instantly I picked up my spoon and began eating.
"Slow down Lettie, don't eat so fast." Niall said as he sat down beside me.
I did my best to slow my eating but it was very difficult because I was so hungry.
As I was finishing my soup, I began to feel sleepy. The warm bath, soft clothes and chicken soup really tired me out and I began to rub my eyes.
"Are you tired Lettie?" Niall asked.
"Just a little bit.." I said in a sleepy voice.
"Once you finish your soup we can relax on the couch and watch some TV." He offered "how's that sound?"
I smiled up at him and nodded my approval. Excited to relax somewhere comfy I finished my soup and followed Niall into the sitting room.
Niall sat down on the couch first and I sat down next, on the end farthest from him. Niall looked over but didn't say anything.
I slouched down on the couch and rested my head on the arms rest. The sun from the window came though and shone of me, warming my body.
"Let's see what's on." Niall said as he turned on the TV and began to flip through the channels.
Slowly I let my eyes slide closed as I listened to the sound of the channels changing and felt the warm sun on my body.
Niall's POV
"There doesn't seem to be much on..." I said.
When I got no reply I looked over at Scarlett. She was peacefully asleep in the sun.
I turned off the TV and taking a chance, I move over to sit closer to her. Reaching out my hand, I touched her face. Her cheek felt like silk under my fingers. I traced her cheeks and her lips, they were so soft.
I couldn't help but think about when Scarlett opened the bathroom door, wearing nothing but a towel. She looked so amazing.
What I wouldn't give to kiss her right now...
I took a lock of her hair that was now dry and held it between my fingers.
She really does have gorgeous hair.
I began to gently comb through it with my fingers, getting out all the little tangles. She had such soft and lovely hair.
How amazing it would be if she was sleeping on me...
Carefully, I placed my hands under Scarlett's body and lay her down with her head on my lap.
Scarlett stirred for a moment as if she were about to wake up.
"Shhh... Just relax Scarlett. Its okay." I whispered to her.
And with that she fell back asleep.
Once again I began to trace over her lips and cheeks.
"You're so gorgeous Lettie.." I whispered at her sleeping form.
Scarlett's POV
I woke up from my short nap, but I was not quite ready to fully wake up yet so I didn't open my eyes.
"Shhh... Just relax Scarlett. Its okay." I heard Niall's voice whisper.
I opened my eyes a tiny bit to look through my eyelashes before quickly closing them again.
WHAT IS GOING ON?! I WAS SITTING ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE IF THE COUCH AND NOW I HAVE MY HEAD IN NIALL'S LAP?! There's no way I got myself into this position, no way!
Suddenly I felt him touch my face and it look all my effort not to flinch away. I felt his fingers trace my lips and over my cheeks.
This is so weird!
"You're so gorgeous Lettie." Niall whispered.
Honestly, what the fuck is going on?
Still pretending to be asleep, I rolled over onto my side so I was facing away from Niall. Slowly I opened my eyes. The TV was off now and I could see his reflection.
He was just looking down at me, a smile plastered over his face. I watched as he took some of my hair in his hand and begin to comb through it.
What a fucking weirdo...
I was just about to pretend to wake up when Niall whispered something.
"I love you Scarlett Rose Tomlinson."
What?!