one direction sickfics

you're sick and liam looks after you

You opened your front door and walked into yours and liams house. Your head had been killing you all day and you had just arrived home from work. You looked around hoping liam was there even though you knew he wasn't because his car was not on the drive. He had been at the studio with the lads all day so you assumed he was still there now. You thought about weather or not you should make a start on the dinner, but your headache was so agonising that you could barely keep your eyes open without squinting. You kicked of your shoes and headed up the stairs slowly, holding onto the banister with a tight grip. Before going into yours and liams room to rest, you decided to go and grab some ibuprofen from the main bathroom just across the hall. You swallowed it down with a sip of water and then headed to your bedroom. As you walked in, you checked the time on your phone and realised you had a message from liam telling you he was going to be home in an hour or two. This made you a little frustrated, he was so overworked, he left at 7am and the time now was nearly 7pm. Oh well, you decided you would just try and sleep off whatever this was and hopefully you'd be ok before he got home. You changed out of your jeans and into some grey sweats, and then put one of li's sweaters on. Yawning slightly, you hopped into bed and within no time you were fast asleep.

***

I opened the front door as I let out a sigh. Today really had been exhausting and the time was now just gone 8pm. I noticed something was off straight away, all he lights were off and the whole place was filled with nothing but silence.
"y/n" I called. no reply. "y/n? you ok?" again no answer. I was starting to get worried. Normally y/n would be in the kitchen with the radio on, making the dinner, and she would come and give me a hug and kiss the moment I walked in the door. I clumsily threw off my coat and shoes and started looking round the dark rooms. She wasn't downstairs, so I bolted up the stairs and into our bedroom. I was shocked when I found her curled up under the covers in my sweater. She was shivering and fast asleep. I walked over to her and placed a hand on her head, feeling the fever instantly. Damn it. No wonder she had fallen asleep, she was definitely sick, I bet she was feeling awful. I went into our ensuite and turned on the cold tap, before soaking a flannel under it. I walked back out into the bedroom to find y/n awake and whimpering slightly.
"hey y/n sorry babe I didn't mean to wake you. What's going on princess" I questioned worriedly. I quickly made my way to her side and put the cold flannel on the back of her neck, before rubbing her back and giving her a kiss on the cheek.        
"I don't feel good li" she sobbed quietly, looking at me with glassy eyes. I felt horrible, if I'd have known, I would of left the studio right away.                                                                                                  "what's not feeling good babe" I cooed stroking her hair out of her face.                                            
"my head and my stomach hurts" y/n said tightening her grip on her abdomen.                                    "can I get you anything? have you had any medicine yet?"                                                                
"I had some painkillers for the headache earlier, but they haven't done anything" a tear rolling down her cheek as she spoke. I quickly wiped it away and brought her in for a hug, being careful as not to upset her stomach anymore.                                                                                                              "how about I go get you some stomach relaxers and some painkillers then?" I suggested, still holding her tight to my chest. She nodded, and I could feel more tears soak into my shirt.               
"ok wait here then babe, I'll be back in a sec, call if you need anything" I soothed giving her a sad smile. She smiled back, wiping her tears away.                                                                                            "and stop with the waterworks, it'll only make you feel worse" I told her feeling bad. She did as she was told, and gradually her tears came to a stop as I jogged out of the room, trying to be as quick as I could.