One Direction clean imagines

Preference- You are sick, and he does what for you? *Version 2*

Zayn: You were at a party, but Zayn had to bring you home early, because you got hit with a major stomachache. Zayn let you use his shoudler for support as you walked slowly and painfully up the stairs that led to the front door. With each step, it hurt your stomach more and more, so Zayn kept you upright, because as well as he knew you, if he lost any support of you, you would collapse in pain. You finally got to the landing that was at the top of the stairs, and Zayn leaned you against the railing, so he could open the door. He got the door open, and came to you. You took back your spot on his shoudler, then he walked you inside. By now, your vision was blurry, you hurt so bad. Zayn laid you down on the couch, and you curled up into a tight ball.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" You screamed, clutching your stomach tighter. Zayn literally ran to the kitchen, and brought you something to throw up in, and in a huge hustle. Just in time, too. By time he sat it down in front of you, you grabbed it, and started throwing up.

"It's alright, babe." He said, as he rubbed your back. You threw up heavily for a few more minutes, then it got lighter as the minutes passed. 5 minutes later, you were almost done throwing up.

"Finally, that's over." You said to yourself, as you proceeded to the bathroom, to clean your now-puke-covered face.

"Too early to say that." You thought, as you suddenly started throwing up in the toilet.

"Woah, Janel, I'm coming!" Zayn yelled, as he sprinted in next to you. It wasn't as heavy as it was earlier, but it was still heavy. Zayn took a deep breath, to avoid him spinning into a rage. You started crying, and Zayn didn't know what to do.

"It's OK, babe. Why are you crying?" Zayn asked, as he held your waist with one hand, and with the other, he held your hair back, so that it wouldn't get dirty.

"I don't feel good. Sorry for putting you through this." You said, between tears, coughs, and puking.

"It's alright. Don't cry, Janel." You and Zayn were in the bathroom for the next hour and a half. You threw up for most of that time, in short, hard, and tiring segments.

Niall: You were at the park with some of your friends, and it was almost time for you to go home for the night, as Niall had something special planned for you two at a special time, and he wanted you home by a certain time, so you would have time to get changed into something fancy. You played one last round of hide and seek before you had to leave, and as you waved good-bye to your friends, and started walking up the street, towards home, you felt funny.

"It's just stress pains." You assured yourself as you continued to walk towards home. You crossed the street, and got onto your block. You unlocked the fence, and walked in the yard, shutting the gate behind you. The pain got worse, and just then, Niall came out and sat on the steps, waving at you as you came closer. You hugged him weakly, and walked inside. Niall followed you, and found you curled up on the couch, on the verge of tears.

"Well, it doesn't look like we're going anywhere tonight; my girl's sick." He said, as he sat on the floor next to you. He stroked your cheek, and you flinched back.

"Sorry, was that cold?" Niall asked, concern strung in his voice.

"No, I'm not used to people touching my face in a friendly way. Sorry." You said, even closer to breaking down.

"It's quite alright." You then mentioned that you had to throw up, so Niall rushed you into the bathroom, and just in time. You started puking, and Niall stayed next to you, as much as he didn't want to. He didn't want to see you throwing up, as he has a sensitive stomach. He kept his eyes slightly closed, and he rubbed your back while you threw up. You got closer to breaking down, and Niall was almost encouraging it. You finished puking, and as you stood up, a stabbing pain hit you in the stomach. You nearly collapse, with Niall quick to catch you. He helped you back to your feet, and you cleaned your face, and washed your mouth out with some bubble gum mouthwash (don't make fun). You finished there, and Niall helped you walk out to the couch, where you laid down, and Niall brought you some chocolate, a few crackers, your One Direction blanket, your Niall pillow, and a movie. He, after starting the movie, cuddled up next to you, and you fell asleep about 15 minutes later. Niall never noticed that you were asleep, so when he finished the movie, he looked over at you. You were fast asleep. He carried you to your bed, and laid you down. After returning with your blanket and pillow, he got you comfortable again, then came up next to you. He cuddled up next to you, once again, and he texted the boys, telling them that you were sick, before falling asleep, watching you sleep peacefully.