3am.
"Why in the hell am I up?" Niall muttered as he winced at the oncoming headache.
Niall rolled over to see his bandmate, Harry sound asleep his mouth slightly agap, as subtle snores came from his
body.
"Lucky." Niall grumbled as he felt jealously for the younger lad, suddenly the Irish lad felt sharp pain in his eyes, Niall stuffed his head into a fuzzy green pillow that Harry had bought him in Ireland for his birthday, of course that hadn't been the only thing he had received, if you know what I mean. Clutching the sheets as the pain become more seering, tears ran down his pale face as the pain was becoming unbearable. Niall knew that it was he needed to get to the bathroom quick, or else he would be cleaning up his dinner from the floor. He sprinted to the bathroom sure not to wake his band mates. Just in time as he emptied everything he had ate that day into the toliet, after what felt like forever he flushed the toliet. After a few minutes Niall used all of his strength to pull himself off of the cool tile floor and gripped onto the counter as the world became blurry. When the dizziness somewhat subsided, Niall looked into the mirror taking in how bad he actually looked.
"God I look like shit." He mumbled. After splashing some water on his face and brushing his teeth Niall headed back to his shared bedroom after having to stop multiple times did to his stupid dizziness. Finally making it back to his bed he collapsed feeling completely exhausted. Niall glanced at the clock to see that it was 4:30 am. Laying down Niall decided he should try and get some sleep, but his head had other plans as another searing pain wrenched throughout the poor Irish lads head, Niall couldn't help but cry out as he felt the pain fill him. As much as Niall doesn't want to wake his bandmate from his sleep he didn't want to be alone right now. Using all of his energy Niall lifted himself off of his bed and slowly stumbled over to Harry's bed.
Wispering Niall said, "Harry." Niall stared at Harry's sleeping form not even flinching at his voice, so again he called for his this time the British lad stirred awake and looked around trying to see why he was awake.
He then noticed that Niall was standing next to him, he knew that something was wrong when he saw his pale face, and watery eyes.
"Niall, what's wrong?" When Niall didn't answer Harry moved up and sat on the edge of his bed motioning for Niall to sit down. Niall sat down worrying that of he was to stand up any longer that he was either pass out or puke all over the floor. Laying his head down on Harry's shoulder, Harry asked Niall again what was wrong with him, "Migraine." Niall mumbled worried that if he said anything else he would be puking all over the floor. Niall silently let tears fall down his face into Harry's bare shoulder.
"It's okay don't cry Nialler." Harry said nervously, he knew that Niall only cried when he was really in pain. Worried he pressed his hand onto Niall's forehead surprised by the amount of heat that our was radiating. Reaching for the thermometer in his nightstand he placed it in Niall's mouth. Moments later the device beeped earning a since from Niall, Harry looked at the device reading 103.5. Worried Harry left to the kitchen and returned seconds later with some pain medication and a glass water. Handing them to a very shaking Niall, he watched as he slowly downed the pills and drank some of the water. He saw Niall's face turn a shade of green and lunged for the trash bin handing it to Niall just in time. After 10 minutes when Niall was finally finished, Harry left to clean out the bin. Returning it next to his bed in case Niall got sick again, Harry sat of the bed, moving the cover over asking that Niall to lay down. Niall did so, and as Harry went to lay down in Niall's bed, he felt a hand grab his shirt. Turning around Niall whispered, "Stay." Unable to say no to the little Irish lad he whispered back,
"Of course." Laying down next to Niall Harry felt the lad shaking, "You cold?"
He felt Niall nod his head next to him, wrapping his arms around the Irish lad going to give his some warmth. He felt Niall's arms wrap around his stomach as he nuzzled into Harry's bare chest. "Better?" He whispered into the blond lads ear, feeling him nod. Harry rubbed Niall's back until he felt his breathing even out and he heard soft snores. When he was positive that Niall was asleep, Harry himself drifted into a peaceful sleep.
