Little Mix / Y/N Imagines and Preference (Gender-neutral)

Really Sick on Tour (Requested)

(This was requested for my older imagines book so it will be a gxg, I'll do any gender Y/N if you request it! I'll even use a preferred name instead of of Y/N if yous wanted me to)

Y/N's POV: So, my girlfriend hasn't been well for nearly 2 weeks now but she's been claiming that she's perfectly fine despite she sounds so hoarse and scratchy everytime she opens her mouth, right now we are on tour and she's being a right grump but can you blame her?
"Baby, I really think that you need to head to the hospital." I advise her but she just sits up and shakes her head persistently.
"I'm fine, love" She claims for the 10th time but her voice says otherwise... I am getting slightly annoyed with her attitude towards the sickness.
"I'm not suggesting it, I'm telling you that you need to go to the damn hospital" I sit up and rub her shoulder.
"For the last time, I'm fine" She replies, her voice on breaking point. I look at her in disbelief, her voice is practically non-existent at this point!

Jade's POV: I'll agree with my voice being dreadful but I'm a professional singer, I don't have days off. I'm doing this bloody tour regardless if I am dying or not.
"To be honest, you do really need to head to the doctor's." Perrie tells me, furrowing her eyebrows at me. "I know you really hate it there but Jade, you are obviously not in the right mindset to perform tonight" I ignore what she's saying.

At the show: Minus the extreme chest pain and headache, I'm mostly feeling fine. But Leigh, Pez and Y/N have all just told me not to perform but if I don't I feel like I'm letting the fans down.
"Are you 100% sure about this, baby?" My girlfriend questions, I nod assertively.

During a interval: I seriously regret not actually listening to what advice Perrie and Y/N both told me about this because right now I am struggling to breathe properly. I collapse into a sofa, gripping my chest.
"Baby, what's going on?" Y/N inquires, a worried expression across her face.
"I can't breathe" I reply, short of breath snd hoarsely. She gets the medical team to come and check me over where we discover that not only can I not continue but I immediately need to go to the hospital.

At the hospital: Y/N, Pez and Leigh are all still at the show whilst I'm in hospital bed after finding out that I have actually got pnenomia and no singing for the rest of the tour. Fuck me, could this day get any bloody more worse!?