Allie's POV

I woke up this morning to two things: the bed was otherwise empty, and my head was pounding. As I rolled over to check the time, which was 10:34am, I felt my nose flood with mucus, stuffing me up immediately. Joy. I was sick. And home alone.

I forced myself to sit up, blew my nose after sneezing a couple times, then took some Tylenol and took a shower.

After the shower, I wandered downstairs, into the living room, and called Michael, collapsing on the couch while ringing him.

"Morning, babe," he greeted me.

"Can you come home?" I whined.

"What's wrong, Allie?" he asked.

"I just wanna cuddle with you and watch Spiderman and X-Men movies," I whined.

"So, you're sick. Okay, I'll see what I can do to get out of the studio as fast as I can, and I'll pick up a pizza. Luke's recording, so I'll go in when he's done, and I should be home by noon. Have you taken anything?" he asked me.

"I took some Tylenol," I answered.

"Alright, that's good. Cuddle up on the couch, and I'll be home as soon as I can, okay?" he instructed.

"Okay, love you," I said before hanging up.

Michael's POV

"Who were you on the phone with?" Ashton asked me.

"Allie. She just woke up, and she's sick," I explained.

"So, you're going to record after Luke so you can get home sooner to see her?" Ash guessed.

"Exactly," I confirmed just as Luke came out.

"Mikey, they want to see you next," Luke said.

"Perfect," I grinned before disappearing into the studio and recording.

*11:45AM*

Those forty-five minutes were really long, and I was glad when the producer let me go and told me to send in Calum.

"I ordered a pizza for you and Allie, and it's waiting to be picked up," Calum told me before heading in.

"Thanks, mate!" I said, grabbing my phone and keys before leaving the studio.

Once I got the pizza, I went straight to my flat, where Allie was on the couch, I hoped.

After opening the door quietly, I saw Allie snoozing on the couch, the only light being from Boomerang (A TV channel). I put the pizza in the fridge, and snuggled with a snoozing Allie.

"Hmmmm," Allie rolled over in her sleep into my arms.

"Shhhh, back to sleep. It's just me. I've gotcha," I kissed her warm forehead, letting her sniggle into my chest as I played with her hair, kissing her occasionally while she slept