One Direction sickfics/fanfics

Harry's Daughter diarrhoea

This was requested by @MariaLaplante3. Sorry for it taking so long. Hopefully this is what you wanted. Have a beautiful day/night. 

Harry POV: 

"Darcy, get up please." I said. For some reason she wasn't getting up, and we were already late. "Ughh I'm getting up." I sighed walking into the kitchen where Y/N was, I snuck behind her and wrapped my arns around her waist kissing her head. "Morning Haz." "Good morning beautiful." She turned around kissing my lips passionately. "Where's Darcy and Chelsea?" "Darcy is being a pain to wake up and Chelsea is...I don't know." "Morning Mum and Dad." Chelsea says. "Where were you?" "Getting Josh and Louis up." I nod. "You have an obsession with the name Louis, don't you baby." Y/N says. "Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes and went back to Darcy. "Please get up Darc" "Dad I don't feel good." "Darcy, I can't believe that, you fake all the time." "But Dad I mean it." I shrugged "Get up." I walked back to Y/N. "Haz, I have an important meeting can you deal with the kids?" "Yeah Of course." She kissed me and left. The Darcy trudged down the stairs. 

Darcy's POV: 

I walked downstairs after dad forced me to get up. I felt so sick my stomach was killing me it was probably the food I ate last night. Mum told me it looked dodgy but I didn't listen now it's kicking me in the guts. I don't blame dad for not believing me because I've been faking all the time and Mum an Dad normally catch me. I just wish Karma hadn't hit so hard. "Darcy, it's time to go of you want a ride." I nod and follow everyone out the door. Once Dad had dropped Josh and Louis at school he drove Chelsea and I to school. "Now Darcy, don't you think you're a bit old for faking sick. Your 15 now that's very childish it's something Lou or Josh would do." "Yep, whatever" I say under my breath. Why doesn't dad believe me? He pulled up in front of our school, and Chelsea and I got out. I walked to my friends and they stopped talking. "Darcy? You good?" "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. "You look a little pale." "Shut up Lucy, I'm fine." "Sure," she rolled her eyes and laughed. They continued talking. "Hey Darcy," a voice said while hugging me from behind. "Hey Sam," I turn around to face my boyfriend. "Geez, you ok?"For christs sake, why is everyone asking me that, I'm fine."Baby girl, you look lowkey pretty sick." "Sam I feel sick," I pouted, I had to tell someone. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. "Why are you here? You should be home, resting." He said. "Dad didn't believe me and Mum was at work." I say sadly. "Well, you're in luck, we're in all the same classes today, so I can keep an eye on you." I smile, and a tear slips down my cheek. He wipes the tear and pulls me into a hug. We walk hand in hand to our first class. We were halfway through the lesson, and my stomach started twisting, so I tugged at Sam's shirt, and he looked at me with a weird expression, "Babe,you ok?" I shook my head, and the teacher walked over. "Is there an issue?" "Can I please go to the restroom?" She nods and lets me out. I get to the bathroom and enter a stall. I sit down and let it out. After what felt like forever, I went back to class, and the teacher looked at me confusedly but didn't mention it. "Babe, you sure you're ok?" I nod and keep working. 

Sam POV:

We were walking to our lockers, and Darcy looked worse than earlier. I ran a hand through my hair and looked at her."I know what you're thinking, and I'm not going home." I rolled my eyes. Of course, she was right, though. We got to our lockers and met up with her friends, "Darcy just go home. You look terrible." One said. Then I excused myself and headed to Chelsea's locker. I saw Chesea, who was on her phone. "Chelsea?" "Yeah, Sam?"Darcy's sick but refuses to go home." "Ughh, she's so stubborn." She followed me back to Darcy, and Chelsea convinced her to go home, so I walked her to the nurse. I sat there while she had her head on my chest and she was sitting on my lap. Then her dad came through the door, and I kissed Darcy's forehead and left. 

Harry's POV:

I left the studio and drove straight to the girls school. I walked in and saw Darcy sitting on Sam's lap, he quickly left and I signed Darcy out and we walked to the car, I got her settled in and drove. "I'm so sorry for not believing you, love. It's just you've been faking recently and I didn't want to get in trouble with your Mum." She laughed and I sighed in relief knowing she wasn't mad."So princess, what's wrong?" "Stomach and and diarrhoea." She said embarrassed. "Don't be embarrassed, it's ok." We got home and I got her settled into her bed. About 30 minutes I heard footsteps running so I walked upstairs to the bathroom and she shut the door. "Darcy you ok?" "I it's coming from both ends. Daddy it hurts." Shit she only says that when she's genuinely upset. I opened the door and rubbed her back as she threw up into a trashcan. After a while I helped her back to bed. Life was like that for a the next few hours.

A/N - Sorry such a rushed ending, hope it wasn't too bad. Love ya!