My Prophet

I watched as Coralie climbed off my lap and walked over to the bunks. It had been three day's since we were in Florida and all Corrie had been doing was laying around the bus. She didn't even come to see me perform, we barely talked, and I haven't seen her eat a meal in days.

"Is she okay?" Jinxx asked. We had told the guys everything that was happening but some (Ashley and CC) really didn't get it.

"I don't know." I said, putting my head in my hands.

"Should you go talk to her?" Jake said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Probably." I stood up and walked back to our bunk. I slipped the curtains open to see her on her side, crying softly into her arm. I sighed and placed my hand on her shoulder. "Baby?"

She sniffled, "Yes?" I felt my heart break hearing her voice crack.

I was about to ask the obvious, 'are you okay?' but I decided against it. " Need some cuddle time?" I heard her laugh and then look up at me, her eyes red.

"Mhm." She said, turning around. I climbed in with her and she immediately wrapped her arms around my middle. "Thank you."

"It's not problem. Will you watch me perform today?" I asked and felt her nod against my chest.

"I'm sorry I haven't been." She whispered.

"It's alright, babe. I know why." He said, and I pressed my lips to her head. "Has your mom been contacting you?"

"Yeah." She said.

"Your not answering right?" I asked.

"Of course not." She said. Her voice was still raw from crying.

"Good." I said.

"Andy?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm scared." She shook her head.

"Why love?" I asked, nervously.

"I feel really really sick and I just-"

"No." I cut her off.

"Andy I just can't help but think this isn't some cold!" She pulled to look up at me.

"Coralie, your going to be fine. I can't have you thinking that way." I said, rubbing my thumb into her cheek.

"I'm sorry." She said. "But it can't hurt to go get checked out."

I closed my eyes and set my jaw, trying to keep tears from coming on. I knew she was right. She knows her body better than I do, but this can't happen to us. We've already been through so much.

"Okay." I sighed.

"We'll do it when we're back home." She traced the line of my jaw making my eyes snap open. I leaned in and kissed her. She gasped as I shoved my tongue in her mouth. "Andy.."

"What? We haven't had sex in weeks." I mumbled.

"I told you I'm not having sex on the bus." She chuckled.

"Your starving me, Corrie." I groaned, kissing my way down her neck.

"Good to know." She grinned, running her hands through my hair. "God you need to cut this shit, it's so tangled."

"I know, I'm doing it as soon as we get home." I laughed.

"Are you scared?" She said as I rested my head back on my pillow. Our noses were so close they were touching.

"A little." I admitted.

"It's going to look good." She said.

"Depends on how I do it I guess." I shrugged.

"It doesn't matter how you do it, your sexy." She giggled. I kissed her once more.

"My head is so big right now it probably won't fit in this bunk if you keep going with compliments." I laughed. She buried her face in my chest.

"I can compliment because your mine."

"And your mine."

"We're each other's."

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