Chapter 19

Natalie

I wake up feeling dizzy. It's been two weeks since my dad and Cynthia left for their honeymoon. I've spent every night either studying or watching Netflix with Noah.

It's been a good two weeks, and I'm happy that my dad and Cynthia will be gone for at least three more weeks. It will give me more time to cuddle and spend time alone with Noah.

We haven't really talked about what we are, and we haven't had sex. Noah has been too tired from his games and midterm exams. He usually comes home to fall asleep with his head in my lap. Not that I mind—his presence is enough to make me happy.

I get up from bed. Noah is out for his weekend run, and I should walk down to get breakfast—

My thoughts vanish in a puff of smoke when I suddenly bend forward and royally puke all over the freaking floor. Dear Lord, have I caught the stomach flu or something?

"Fuck..." I'm crying, and my throat is parched, like the desert of the freaking Sahara. "I need water... So thirsty..."

I walk toward the b