Sick 5sos

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Request by @Julia513_1D, I tried to make it long so I'm sorry for taking so long. Lots of P.O.V switching fyi, focuses on Michael so sorry if you don't like it.
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Michael
I woke up in my bunk with a bad tummyache and my head felt like a rock. I groaned and pulled the comforter over my head, but it just being pulled off seconds later and the bright light flooding my vision, making me moan and screw my eyes shut. "Mikey, what's wrong?" I heard Harry ask, "It hurts." I whimpered and rubbed my eyes. "What does?" He asked and I sat up, my head pounding with every movement I made. "Tummy and head." I sighed and saw Niall talking to Luke at his lower bunk, "All of you are sick." Harry frowned and I whined, wrapping the comforter around me and Harry moved a piece of my green and black hair out of my eyes. "Hey, Luke's got a fever and stomachache, same as Cal and Ash." Niall frowned and I groaned. "Great." I sighed and coughed into the blanket, then feeling Harry put a thermometer into my ear and I shivered, "103.5." Harry frowned and I laid back down, "I'll be right back okay?" He smiled and I nodded, watching him leave and I sat up, sitting on the edge of the bunk and seeing Niall with Luke, Louis with Calum, and Liam and Zayn with Ashton. I felt my belly jolt and sickness bubbled up my throat, I jumped down from my bunk I ran into the bathroom, thankful the automatic door was already open as I fell to my knees infront of the toilet and puked my guts out. "Shit...." I whimpered as I paused for a second before gagging hard enough to make my body jerk forward, my tummy was killing me and I pressed my hands on my aching belly, tears rolling down my face as I sobbed and puked again. I felt someone rub circles in my back and I let out a choked sob, "I don't feel good." I sobbed. "I know Mikey, I know. I'm sorry mate." Harry cooed and I started vomiting again, beads of sweat forming on my forehead and neck. I started panting to try and keep anymore sickness from coming up and thankfully it worked, then I fell back into Harry's lap, a sobbing and shivering mess. "I-I don't like this Haz." I sobbed and he rubbed my arm to try and calm me down, he flushed the toilet and picked me up bridalstyle, carrying me back to the bunks and laying me down on a bottom bunk, so I could get up easier if I got sick again. "It hurts so bad." I whimpered and put my hands on my tummy, screwing my eyes shut from the pain. I felt Harry sneak his hand under my Rolling Stones tshirt and rub my tummy, making me relax as the pain eased a little. "Aw, you've got it pretty bad." He whispered and I whimpered, I heard people talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying as my headache became a migraine. I felt Harry remove his hand and pull the comforter over me, I buried myself under the fluffy blanket and curled into a ball, falling asleep to try and get my migraine to go away.

I woke up and my head pounded, making me whine in pain and I pulled the comforter around me, "Mikey.." I heard Harry whisper and I turned my head, seeing him with a smile on his face. "How ya feeling?" He smiled, "Shitty." I moaned and my throat started to sting. Harry ran his hand through my sweaty hair and put the thermometer in my ear, "104.3." He stated and I pouted. "Everyone else seemed to have slept it off...." He trailed off as he glanced to the others, who all seemed fine. "That's what I get for having a shitty immune system." I croaked and snuggled deeper into the comforter, coughing gently and closing my eyes.

Harry
"How's Mike?" Louis asked as he walked by me while I was getting medecine for Michael, I was about to respond but saw Michael run into the room, trying to get the bathroom door open but couldn't fast enough and puked all over himself and the floor. I rushed over to him and he just stood there, sobbing and shaking, I opened the bathroom door and helped him inside, sitting him on the toilet top and helping him get his sick covered clothes off, he was in just boxers. "I-I'm c-cold." He shivered as I helped him back to his bunk, I helped him into sweats and his Jack Daniels tshirt, then laying him down in the bottom bunk and he buried himself under the blanket before falling asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. I walked back to the lounge and cleaned up the puddle of sick Michael had made, then sitting down on the couch in the lounge.

Michael
I woke up and felt gross, my belly gargling roughly and my head pulsing with a migraine. I put my hand on my belly and rubbed it to try and ease the pain, I opened my eyes and sat on the edge of the bunk, seeing no one else so I wrapped the blanket around my shoulders and stood up, trudging to my mancave and seeing Harry with to my bandmates. "Hey Mikey, how ya feeling?" Harry smiled and I shrugged, "Wh-where's everyone else?" I croaked out, my voice choppy and scratchy. "They had to do some recording, but I stayed behind to help you and they still feel a little sick." Harry smiled as he stood up, walking over to me, I looked up at him and smiled weakly, he put his hand on my forehead but quickly took it away. "You're really hot." He commented, "Thanks, you're not so bad yourself." I winked and coughed into my elbow. "You're an idiot Mike. C'mon." He sighed and took my warn hand, leading me to the front lounge and I sat down at the table, resting my pulsating head on the table. I lifted my head up and Harry handed me a couple pills as well as some water, I took the pills and washed them down with water, it making my throat hurt more. I feel my belly jolt and wrap my arms around my waist, taking deep breaths and putting my head on the table, "You alright?" Harry asked and I shrugged, he scooped me up and carried me to the bunk, laying me down and laying the blanket over me. As soon as he left the room and closed the automatic door, sickness shot up my throat and I leaned over the edge, puking onto the floor. "Goddammit." I whimpered and the door opened, Harry came in and I sobbed again.
This was gonna be a long night....

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