One direction, taking care of each other

Norovirus (Louis)

This story may be a bit disgusting, I am warning ya.  read this at your own risk. 😅 also, I called the guys in the studio the recording people/guys. Hope you understand what I mean. I don't know what those people are called, sorry. There may also be some spelling mistakes. ❤️ Hope you like my story! 

Louis's POV

It was in the middle of the day. We were soon finished recording, only had my part left to record. I had been feeling sick to my stomach all day, and it was only getting worse. I took on the headphones and was about to sing, but instead of words and melodie, I let out a sickly burp. I slapped a hand over my mouth, threw away the headphones, and sprinted out of the room where the rest of the boys were waiting. I didn't have enough time to run for the bathroom, so I took the nearest bin standing in the corner of the room.

"Help-" I choked out as I heaved into the trash. I gagged and retched, cringing at my own vomit sound.  The bile was burning my throat, and I couldn't help but cry.

"Aww, Lou. What made you feel so sick so suddenly?" Liam said as he rubbed my back.

I was about to answer, but I got cut off by a new round of unpleasant retching.

"Shhh, calm down, Louis. It's alright, I am here." Liam said and pushed my swetty hair out of my face while vomiting still came pouring out of me and splashed into the already sick filled trash can.

"Li." I cried.

"It's okay. I know it hurts, but it will be over soon." Liam comforted.

I dry heaved and coughed a couple of times before I spat and placed the bin back on the floor. Harry, my loving husband, came and gave me a tissue and a glass of water.

"Are you feeling a bit better now, Boo?" Harry asked gently.

"No, not at all. I feel worse!" I said and sprinted away to find a bathroom.

"Oh my goodness." Niall said.

Harry's POV

Louis was running again, and I was following right behind. He ran into the restroom and locked the door behind him.

"Can I come in, Lou?" I said after I knocked on the door.

"No!" Louis said.

"Are you throwing up again?" I asked him.

"Noooo." He groaned.

"Okay, then. I'll wait outside." I answered him softly. I felt so bad for my little baby.

I could hear Louis sobbing and moaning in pain, and it absolutely broke my heart. I waited for another five minutes before I finally heard Louis flush the toilet and then running water. He came out looking as pale as a ghost. He was nearly transparent and with bloodshot eyes.

"Let's drive back to the hotel so we can get you in bed." I said and kissed his cheek. Louis nodded.

I guided Louis back to the other lads, and we told the guys we recorded with, that we had to finish another time. They said that was okay since they didn't have much left anyway.

We were about to go out when one of the recording people came running after us.

"Hi, I am sorry. I am gonna let you go soon, but I just wanted to tell you that I may know what Louis caught."

"Oh, what is it then?" Zayn asked.

"Almost all my friends and colleagues have the norovirus now! It's going around, and it's extremely continuous." He said and smiled sympathetically. That explains why four of our recording people were away, I thought.