TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots 2

with a little help from my friends (p.g.f.) (requested)

(A/N: This oneshot was requested by chicken_strips21. I hope you like it! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by The Beatles. Now, on with the oneshot!)

       FLUSH!

       I slowly made my way back to my bed from the adjoining bathroom. Having just emptied my stomach for the second time today, I gingerly laid back down. As I was getting comfortable, I remembered the events of the day.

(Earlier that day)

       The lunch line moved slowly ahead of me as I absentmindedly put food on my tray. I'd been feeling off all day and I wasn't sure why. I stopped in my tracks as another wave of nausea came over me. 

       "You okay, Y/N?" My new teammate, Fulton, asked me.

       "Yeah. I'm fine." I said, flashing him a small smile.

       As we gathered the rest of our lunches, we found the rest of Team USA at one of the cafeteria tables. They were deep in conversation but still greeted me and Fulton as we sat down, me between Jesse and Adam and Fulton between Dean and Dwayne.

       "Is everyone excited for practice?" Charlie asked. A chorus of agreement sounded from around the table but I barely heard it. I was too absorbed in feeling ill.

       I picked at my food as the others continued talking but couldn't bring myself to eat much. My stomach was doing flips when I heard someone call my name.

       "What?" I asked, dazedly trying to figure out who I was talking to.

       "I said 'Are you okay'?" Luis asked, a worried look on his face. "I've been calling you for two minutes and you weren't responding."

       "Oh. Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking." I answered back, waving him off.

       For the rest of lunch, I listened to the others talk as I tried to get my mind off my stomach. Easier said than done.

~~~

       It was later in the day and things hadn't gotten any better. In fact, as practice wore on, my stomach only got worse. I was having trouble keeping up with the others and it was showing.

      "Come on, Y/L/N! Hustle up!" Coach Bombay called out to me.

       "Got it, Coach!" I yelled back. I tried my best to skate faster but I just wasn't up to it. As I skated off to the side, Guy, Averman, and Dean skated to a stop next to me.

       "Are you sure you're okay, Y/N?" Guy asked.

       I nodded as an overwhelming wave of nausea flooded over me, my vision blurring. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I quickly turned away from the boys and threw up all over the ice.

       "Clean up on aisle 12!" Averman called out.

       "Shut it, man!" Dean yelled at him, hitting him upside the head.

       Coach Bombay blew the whistle and everyone stopped. An embarrassed blush bloomed on my cheeks as they all looked over at me.

       "Okay, everybody off the ice!" Miss McKay called out. She slowly made her way onto the ice and over to me. She wrapped her arm around my shoulder and started to lead me away.

       "I'm sorry." I said, trying to catch my breath. Miss McKay just shushed me and rubbed my arm.

        Practice was cancelled after that. 

(Present)

       Just then, there was a knock at my door. 

       "Come in!" I called out.

       The door opened to reveal my friends Charlie, Dwayne and Luis. I sent them a confused look as they came into my room.

       "What are you guys doing here?" I asked, smoothing out my comforter.

       "We're here to take care of you!" Dwayne said, cheerily. The other two made noises of agreement.

       "You guys don't have to stay with me. I'll be okay." I said. Just as the words left my mouth, another wave of nausea swept over me.

       Luis must have noticed the green tint come over my face because before I knew it he had a trashcan in front of me just as I started to gag. Thank goodness nothing came up this time.

       "See? You need us." Charlie said, handing me the water bottle from my nightstand.

       I could only nod as the three boys got comfortable around me. 

~~~

       Less than a half an hour later, I was lying in my dorm room with Charlie, Dwayne, and Luis. Charlie and Dwayne were on either side of me while Luis was between my legs with his head resting lightly on my stomach.

       "You really don't have to stay with me." I said, running my fingers through Luis's hair.

       "You're sick, Y/N. We're not gonna leave you alone." Charlie said, using the TV remote to flip through the channels.

       "Yeah. Can't leave a damsel in distress!" Dwayne added, lying his head on my shoulder.

       "Thanks, guys." I said, smiling genuinely for the first time today.

        After flipping for a few more minutes, Charlie finally decided on a movie for all of us to watch. We watched for a few minutes but it didn't take long for me to start feeling tired.

       "I don't know how much longer I'll be able to stay up." I told them. At least my stomach wasn't hurting anymore.

        "If you need to sleep, go ahead, Y/N. We'll be here when you wake up." Luis said, nuzzling his face into my stomach. The other two nodded in agreement as they snuggled into my sides.

       A small smile fell on my lips as I fell asleep. I guess being sick wasn't the worst thing in the world as long as I had my boys.

(A/N: Thanks again to chicken_strips21 for the request! I hope you liked it! Requests are open so send them in if you have them! That's all for now! Until next time! Thanks!!)