Broken and Sick

Ch.2

Nialls POV

I woke up this morning and I had the same pain in my stomach as I had yesterday. I sat up in my current position trying to keep my sprained leg in it’s same position because I couldn’t move it and I looked around to see my current position. I hadn’t remembered a lot of what had happened yesterday, but apparently my leg was broken and I had a mild stomach ache which was now tearing through my insides. It was beginning to cramp tighter and tighter, and I couldn’t get up or else i’d fall in pain.

“Hey you ok?” Harry asked me. I didn’t even notice that he’d been sitting on the other side of my bed reading a cookbook. I guess he was just waiting for me to get up which was pretty sweet of him because he knew I wasn’t feeling too good.

But now I was feeling even worse. I felt freezing and I had goosebumps all over myself. Though it was winter so I couldn’t blame the cold air on my house heater for not working properly. But I was soon pulled out of my racing thoughts through my mind as my stomach began to cramp even harder again. This combination of stomach pain, broken legs and cold air was not working too well with me right now.

“My stomach hurts, a lot.” I said lying back down into my soft covers. My covers seemed to be one of the only things other than Harry that provided some heat for me while I was shivering like I was some popsicle.

“Is it getting worse?” he asked moving closer to me on my bed.

“Yeah.” I said. I was feeling like utter shit. I never knew that with a broken leg came stomach pain and  cold chills.

He moved closer to me and brought me into a hug and kept me in his arms. I was really thankful to have someone like Harry with me at this time, even though all the other lads were just as helpful. There was just something about him that gave me a warm fuzzy feeling.

To help and distract me from the pain I was feeling, Harry began to tell me about a little story about 5 sheep. It was obviously like a replay of our entire lives as a band. Apparently I was the one who let nothing bother me. Harry continued telling his sheep story for five more minutes, but then he stopped with the story and looked .

He had a curious look on his face and I looked up at him wondering what he was looking at, but then I realized that I was shivering like crazy while I was leaning against him. But he couldn’t blame me, I was super cold and I wasn’t sure why. I thought that the entire house was like this, but clearly I was wrong because I was the only one with a pink runny nose from the cold air.

“Are you ok?” he asked looking at me.

“Mhm.” I said lying down into him. I really didn’t want Harry to start going all crazy because he thought I had a fever, because I was developing a tiny headache along with my aching leg and tummy and I wasn’t feeling up to a bunch of questions right now.

“You’re shivering. Do you need another blanket or something?” he asked again.

“Yes please.” I said in between sniffles.

My nose was also starting to run I was assuming because I was cold, or maybe because I was actually sick. I knew I probably was, I felt like my stomach was going to slip right out from the inside of my body and it was super uncomfortable because normally if I had stomach pain, i’d move around a bit and try to ease it. That wasn’t an option though, simply because I had a broken leg for goodness sakes.

“I think you’re sick Ni.” Harry said examining me while giving me another blanket. He helped me sit up in my bed from my current position and he felt my forehead, my neck and my arm. He also asked me how much my tummy hurt on a scale from one to ten. It was about a seven and I barely even had enough body strength to sit up with Harrys help.