Together {Liam and Louis sickfic}

Ch.8

Louis POV

"Hey Paul." I said opening the hotel room door for him.

"Hello lads. You called?" he asked with his eyebrows raised. He did look a bit intimidating at first, but it was better to just get it over with and tell him what was up. Paul was here because we had called him to take a look over at Niall and Harry. They were looking pretty ill and we needed some direction on what to do right now because the closest thing we had to a doctor right now was Liam and we couldn't do much even with him. The only problem here was that before Paul came over to our hotel room we didn't tell him what the problem was. We only said we had something to tell him so he came up clueless, not knowing what to expect from us.

"So um.... Zayn how about you tell him?" Liam said nudging Zayn in the shoulder to tell Paul about Harry and Niall. Zayn cleared his throat then nudged me because clearly he didn't want to be the tie breaker of bad news. I knew that the only way Paul was going to know about Harry and Niall was if I just said it already, so I just decided I'd be the one to drop the bomb on Paul and if he wanted to find someone to get mad at it would have to be me.

"Harry and Niall are ill." I said. Paul stood there looking at us like we'd just murdered someone with his lips pressed together in a thin line.

"For the second time? Again?" he asked. He told us to bring them both out into the living room, but I explained that they were super tired and that it would be a lot better if they stayed in their beds while Paul talked to them. Anything to make them more comfortable right?

"Oh and by the way you lads are gonna need to rush their immune systems too. You have an interview and little performance in two days at some location so make sure they're better by then alright? We can't perform with two boys down." Paul told us before we walked into the room. Liam, Zayn and I all nodded our heads understanding the then again tight schedule we had to deal with for another week. No wonder we got so sick often! We never got a break and it was messing with us tremendously.

As soon as we walked in, we saw Harry laying against the room walls with a shirt scrunched up in his hands. We didn't even know what the hell he was doing, but suddenly we heard him cough violently into the shirt that was in his hands, while Niall was up quietly stifling into about three million tissues that were scattered all over their bed. We probably should have checked on them earlier, but we were just so flustered and we swore that they were sleeping the whole time.

"Oh god, Harry you alright?" Paul asked passing his own water bottle he brought with him before he came up to this floor. Harry rejected it with one of his free hands, still coughing into the shirt being held up by his other hand like he'd gotten bronchitis or some lung disease. I decided to take over from Paul, so he could go over and check on Niall to see if he was alright. His entire face was red and his eyes were watery and puffy. He resembled Harry a bit to be honest, but Niall's face was more red from the constant stifling he'd been doing in his tissues for only god knew how long.

"Oh god Niall. Stop stifling alright? It's bad for you." I heard Zayn say rubbing Niall's back to try and calm down his sneezes. Niall heard Zayn and felt his comforting hand, then he began to sneeze loudly again groaning in between sneezes in the process. Poor Niall barely even had strength to sit up by himself in bed, and had to have Zayn holding him up with his hands around his waist keeping him in one position while he sneezed.

On the other hand, Harry kept on coughing and I knew that that was not good. He began to have little tears in his eyes after a while and it broke my heart to see him in such pain, or maybe he was just coughing too hard. Whatever it was, I couldn't help but feel responsible for it.

"You okay? You sound like you're dying." I said patting his back. Liam decided to come over too, with more water in his hands to see if Harry wanted water now. Harry happily took it and drank every drop out of it which died down his coughing for the next few minutes.