Styles on Tour

"She's A Fighter"

Em's POV:

The last week and a half has sped by in a blur of concerts, sight-seeing and travelling. We've been to Massachusetts, Washington D.C., and last night the boys played their last show in Philadelphia. We're on our way to Detroit now where the boys will play for the next two nights. 

I felt a bit rough this morning when I woke and I put it down to tiredness so I spent most of the journey asleep. However I've just woken up and my head is pounding, I'm sweating and I have an awful cough. I groaned and fell back down onto the pillow, knowing I was ill. I heard the curtain pull back and I looked out to see Harry looking up at me.

"Oh hey you're awake," he smiled. "We're nearly there Em." I nodded before putting my hand up to cough loudly. Harry pulled a face. "You don't sound too good." He stepped onto the bottom bunk and held on to the railings so he could see me. He held a hand to my forehead before frowning. "Shit Em you're burning up." I nodded slowly, too weak to speak but I shivered as he pulled the duvet away. I let Harry help me up and down to the ground.

"It's freezing," I whispered before coughing again. Harry frowned and got me some joggers and a warm jumper of his to change into.

"I think you have a temperature," he mumbled, touching my forehead again. I nodded in response. 

I let Harry lead me to the bathroom so I could get changed and as I closed the door I heard Niall ask Harry if I was okay. I turned and looked in the mirror, grimacing at my face. I certainly looked ill. Deciding I had no energy for a shower, I simply stripped and pulled on the warm clothes before brushing my teeth. I redid my hair back into a ponytail before leaving the bathroom. 

I coughed hard as I stumbled back over to the bedroom. It felt like sandpaper in my throat. I sensed the boys watching me from the sofa but I didn't care. Harry came over and helped me pack my clothes into my holdall. We went out to the kitchen where he fixed me a glass of water. I could sense someone standing behind me, and I knew before I'd turned that it was Niall. His eyes were wide with worry. I sent him a small smile before stumbling into his arms, wanting a hug. He held me tightly, his hand trailing up and down my back.

"You okay baby?" He whispered into my ear. I pulled away and shrugged. I coughed again and he pulled me back into him. "We'll get you a Lemsip when we get to the hotel, and you can get plenty of rest," he said softly. I nodded but pulled away before he could kiss my sweaty forehead. 

I finished my glass of water as we pulled up to the hotel, and Harry led me outside into the sunshine. Despite the summer heat, I found myself shivering and I pulled the sleeves of Harry's jumper down over my hands in a bid to keep warm. Harry's arm was round my shoulders and Niall was walking close by. They heaved the bags from the bus while I stood and watched. I felt slightly guilty but I barely had the strength to walk never mind lift the bags. The boys carried their bags along with my own inside the hotel, me coughing and stumbling along beside them. Once we had our keys we piled into the lift and I leant against Harry as it rose, too tired to hold myself up. Harry led me down the corridor to our rooms and swiped my keycard, opening the door.

"Feel better soon Em," Zayn said with a soft smile as he let himself into his room. Louis and Liam called across similar things before disappearing. Niall and Harry followed me into my room where they set down my stuff.

"We'll just take our bags to our rooms and then come back okay Em?" Harry said. I nodded and walked through to the bedroom, not caring what they did. 

I pulled back the duvet and climbed in, coughing once again as I pulled the duvet up over my body to keep warm. This time however, I couldn't seem to stop and before I knew it I was having a full blown coughing fit. I heard the bedroom door open and I grasped at the sheets while trying to stop the horrible feeling. Eventually I got my coughs under control and could breathe again. I groaned and leant my head back against the headboard. I fluttered my eyes open and saw Harry and Niall either side of me, anxiety clear in their eyes. I rolled my own eyes and waved them away.