Louis Tomlinson imagines/BSM/Sickfics

BSM: You're Only Making It Worse

You groaned as another cough escaped your lips. You had come down with some sort of bug while your brother had gone out, and didn't want to bother him. You let out a small whimper snuggling further into the couch as your headache grew worse, and sighed. Sleep. You just needed sleep. You closed your eyes, willing yourslef to fall asleep into the long awaited slumber. (TIMESKIP) "Who's this?" You heard someone snigger. You groggily opened your eyes, and looked around to see Louis and the boys in the living area. A wave of releif went through you when you saw your brother home, but it instanlty vanished when you saw your phone in Harry's hands. "Who's Jake Y/N?" Louis laughed. You flinched hearing your Ex's name. You had never bothered to mention Jake to Louis. "Why are you going through my phone?" You asked your voice hoarse. "Awe, is someone still sweepy?" Niall cooed, ruffiling your hair. His hand came in contact with your forhead, and you cringed as your head throbbed. Niall furrowed his eyebrows looking at you.  "Look guys I'm really not-." Louis cut you off. "Hey Jake! I miss you, when will you come see me again. Don't I look cute in this picture?" He typed. "And send." Liam chukled. Pressing the send button. Your eyes widened, and you scrambled for your phone, stopping when you were hit with a head rush, and a wave of nausea coursed through you. You swallowed thickly. "Give me my phone." You snapped. "Whoa, fine then Ms. Grumpy pants." Louis said, tossing you your phone. Niall sat on the arm chair across from you quietly. "I'm not grumpy! If your even tried to listen, you'd know I was trying to tell you I haven't been feeling well, and before you ask me why I didn't call you, it's beacause I wanted you to have a good time with the boys. So thanks, now I only feel worse, and my ex will be wondering why I even bothered messaging him." You ranted. Your cheeks flushed by the end of it, on the verge of tears. Louis looked at you in shock, and the whole room fell silent. You didn't cry often, and when you did, everyone knew you were really upset. "Forget it." You said, brushing by your brother,walking up to your room. You ran your hands over your face., and shot up with a hand over your mouth as the framilr feeling in your stomach showed up. Someone opened the door, and held back your hair as you leaned over the toilet, rubbing small cricles on your back. "I'm really sorry." The voice sighed. You immedialty knew it was Niall from his accent. "You have a fever. I felt it earler when I was messing with your hair." He said. You hummed in response. "Jake was an arse for lettting you go by the way." Niall told you softly. A weak smile tugged at your lips. Niall gently helped you up, and helped you get into bed. "Thanks Niall." You said, making him stop in your door way. Niall gave you a small smile, before walking out. There was another knock on your door, and you let out a small "Come in," You saw a brown curl, and already know it was the rest of the boys. They walked into your room sheepishly, and Louis sat down on the edge of your bed. "I'm really sorry love." Louis sighed, rubbing a small circle on your hand. Harry and Liam nodded in agreement. "We brought you tea and soup." Liam said, placing both down on your night stand. "And flowers." Harry smiled. You knew Louis felt horrible by the desparate look in his eyes. "S'alright.." You said, holding out your arms so Louis could hug you. He let out a small chuckle, wrapping his arms around you. "You have to stay here for the rest of the day eith me though." you said. "A sick you isn't so hard to put up with." Louis laughed. He kissed your forhead as you snuggeled further up to him. "Naww."  Harry cooed watching the two of you. 

This was a request for @Chef_gurl !!! Sorry I know it's not exactly what you wanted. I can write abother one if you want me to, Sorry it took so long. 

Jessica Curtis Xx