Together {Liam and Louis sickfic}

Ch.7

Harry's POV

I immediately opened my eyes and when I looked around all I saw were the other boys laying right next to me. They were all asleep except for Louis who was texting on his phone with a little smug on his face. My intentions weren't to wake anyone up, but I ended use sneezing really loudly by accident which caused everyone but Niall to wake up.

"Niall? Harry?" I heard Liam say, sleep still obvious in his voice.

"Sorry about that." I said. I seemed to have forgotten that I was not supposed to talk also, because that sent me into a coughing fit straight after those three words. By now everyone was fully awake and alert, including Niall and it was all because of my exhausted throat.

Louis helped me to pat my back to make the coughing subside which did take a long time to do. And after those two events I was left quite exhausted. I could barely even breathe through my nose because I was hitching every second now. Being sick was truly a pain. I felt that my throat was also getting a bit dry, so I got up a bit to go and get some water for myself and Niall becuase he'd probably want some too.

But as I stood up, I took a couple of steps and dizziness swung over me like a flying bat. I began to feel so weak and I could feel myself crouching down to the floor slowly to try and regain my balance. I really thought I was going to fall over and possibly faint from how weak I was, but I felt some hands go under my armpits and lift me up from the floor.

"Oh my god. Haz you shouldn't be standing. You almost fainted!" Liam said bringing me back to the couch. I could see that everyone was worried about this. Niall included. Though Niall looked just as bad as me. His hands were wrapped around his stomach and he had a bin in front of him. I wanted to ask him if he was ok even though he didn't look like it, but my throat would most definitely protest against me and as if I wasn't already weak enough from coughing so hard from the flu, I didn't want to chance it at all.

"I'm sorry." I whispered quietly trying not to disrupt my throat any bit further.

"It's alright. How are you holding up though?" Any pain or discomfort?" Liam asked kneeling down in front of me feeling my forehead.

To be honest, I could feel my stomach getting a bit restless because it was paining me and I kept on getting these random cramps during the night that I could remember even though my sleep even though I was getting pretty delirious. Though I wasn't sure how to describe that to Zayn, Liam or Louis. Instead I just pointed to my stomach, head and throat area. They understood that I couldn't talk and they went off and came back with some medicine. Though I was very positive that I was not going to be able to hold it down for long.

"Do you mind?" Zayn asked holding the bottle in front of me with a spoon. I wanted to say no and protest, but I was feeling so sick right now that i'd literally take anything to get rid of whatever this was even if there was the possibility of vomiting up everything. I could barely keep my eyes open with the amount of exhaustion that was filling me up like a bottle of water and the boys could see that.

"Wow you must be feeling really bad. You never say yes to medicine." Louis said from behind Zayn. They both gave me sympathetic looks while pouring out the medicine for me and some for Niall too.

"Wait, you want medecine?" I heard Liam yell from the kitchen. It was surprising to even hear myself say it, but I knew that I really did want it deep inside. I felt like a flower that was slowly dying and I had no way to express it to anyone.

"I'm sorry you got sick because of us. Let's get you better." Louis said passing a cup of the nasty medicine to me. Liam also brought me a side of toast with some tea to drink with the medicine. I truthfully thought it was too much, but if it was going to help me feel better in a somewhat better way, I was all down for it no matter what unjust pain my tastebuds were about to undergo.