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Sick on tour (Niall/Niam)

A request from @Ilovejustin665, hope you like what I did with your request. I will warn you, it's a long one, even for my standards. I kinda just started writing and suddenly it was a few hours later and I had over 5 thousand words on paper...screen? whatever. Oh yeah, @Luna27704 has written this prompt as well, so if you liked this one, go check hers out, she's an amazing writer so show her some love. Now, without further bullshit, enjoy the rambling of a writer who's gone insane over a glass straw...man fuck that straw, every time I chew on it I have to remind myself chewing on glass is not a good idea, then forget about it again and it creates an infinite loop...and I'm rambling, just read the book, before I go on forever. Enjoy.

~Cucumber~

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It had been a few months since the last time anyone has gotten sick, much to the lads' relief. Therefore, no problems had arisen initially when they started the 'Take me home' tour. After a few months of being home, the boys flew out again and would spend the next few months of their life on the all too familiar tour bus. The first few concerts went well and the fans were excited as ever. It was only about two weeks after the tour started that troubles started to arise.

Niall POV

When Liam woke us up this morning, I didn't notice something was off at first. Yes, I was a bit tired, but we'd had a concert the night before, so that was normal. I didn't think much off it when I went to get ready and made my way to the kitchenette, where Louis had already started making breakfast.

"Morning Lou, need a hand?" My question got interrupted by a yawn, causing Louis to snort at me. "Wow, didn't get your beauty sleep, prince charming?" He teased, while cracking some eggs over the pan in front of him. "Nope, I guess I shall now go and die a tragic death." I played along, dramatically lowering myself to the floor in a death scene that rivalled the death scene of Juliette in a play that we'd recently seen.

Louis burst out laughing as I played dead on the floor. "Liam, get your ass in here to kiss your boyfriend awake!!!" He yelled to another part of the bus. I choked on my own spit and started coughing up a lung. "We're not boyfriends!" Was the muffled response from the sleeping compartment, as Louis quickly got to my side to pat my back, helping me sit up in the progress.

"Sorry mate." Louis said, still somewhat chuckling. I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks in embarrassment and got up to scarf down some already made pancakes as a way to hide from said embarrassment. "Hey, wait till the rest is here." Louis scolded. I stuck my tongue out at him and continued.

A few minutes later we were joined by the other lads and we all ate breakfast together. Louis recounted the tales of how he'd found a better way to wake prince charming from his slumber and I of course had to tell him that it wasn't even the prince who fell asleep in the fairy tale.

When we were done with breakfast, Louis just responded with "Okay princess, whatever you say." I was so getting him back for that at tonight's concert. The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly, although I noticed I was still somewhat tired during the afternoon rehearsals. Should probably go to bed early, I thought to myself.

~Timeskip~

By the time the concert rolled around, I'd forgotten about my tiredness. My only goal was to take revenge on Louis for that comment this morning. And take revenge I did, in the form of an epic water fight. If you want to call it that. I basically just snuck up on him with a bucket of water, gesturing to the fans to be quiet.

Some had tried to warm him, but by then it was too late and he got absolutely soaked as I dumped the whole thing over his head. Let me tell you, for someone calling me princess, he squeaked suspiciously like a girl when the water hit his back. His sound of agony resonated through the stadium, followed by an "I'm so getting you back for that Ni!!!". After that, he ran off to get dried up.