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|16| Vertigo (Zayn Pt 2)

Zayn's POV

It had been a few weeks and the relentless dizzying feelings wouldn't disappear. I'd been feeling awful and management wasn't happy about any break. After much insisting from the boys, I went to the doctor. Many, many, many tests later they were able to diagnose me with chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS). It would never fully go away but could be controlled by medication.

"Z, you're back! How did it go?" Niall asked as I walked inside. I took a breath to steady myself then carefully moved to the couch.

"I want to tell you guys all at once, can you bring them all in here?"

"What is it Z?" Louis asked sitting beside everyone who began filling in on the couch.

"The doctor told me I have chronic fatigue syndrome. They said some common symptoms I might acquire later on are joint pain, dizziness, fatigue/faintness, brain fog, sleepiness, mood changes, headaches, low pain tolerance, and weakness." I explained, listing out the seemingly endless amount of symptoms.

"Oh," Liam said, sighing. "And you have the medicine?" he asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, um, starting it tonight," I answered and the boys nodded.

"What can we do?" Harry asked, a smile full of pity.

"There's not much," I shrugged.

"We'll try our best to support you Zayn. Whatever you need, tell us, okay?" Liam insisted.

"Of course." I nodded.

"How are you feeling right now?" Niall asked getting up to stand beside me.

"Not great," I laughed slightly to myself, "Dizzy." Niall smiled and nodded. The happiness soon disappeared as a wave of strong dizziness came over me. I stumbled forward and fell into Niall.

"Zayn? Are you okay?" Niall asked holding my body steady. I couldn't say anything. My hands trembled as I gripped onto my bandmates who were now surrounding me.  I took deep, shallow breaths to ward away the dizzy feelings.

"Hey, you're okay. Come on, let's get you to the couch." Liam coaxed. The boys had to practically carry me to make it to the couch. I felt weaker than ever and tired like I hadn't slept in days.

"Let us talk to management Z, get some rest," Harry stated and I could only agree.

***

"Doors open in five!" Someone hollered to us as we sat waiting for fans. It'd only been a few days since my diagnosis but management was sure to put us right back into full swing once they found out I was controlled by medication.

We were seated at the signing but still, I felt weak. I had to hold a fake smile for the fans though.

"You okay?" Niall asked from beside me, rubbing my shoulder. I nodded and smiled trying to reassure him.

"Yeah, just tired," It was simple but it did the trick. Fans flooded in soon and all the focus shifted. We spent hours signing and smiling and laughing. Autograph after autograph made my wrists ache from writing.

Someone announced to us, "One more hour, then a lunch break before the photoshoot. " I groaned internally, longing for a break. I took deep breaths to try to relieve some of the dizziness.

"Zayn." Someone whisper-yelled, yanking me back into reality.

"I'm here," I said looking around. I went right back to work, shrugging off the symptoms. When everything died down and the signing had finished, I stood to leave.

"Woah," I groaned, my knees buckling underneath me. My vision turned completely black for a few moments before coming back.

"Zayn?" A soft voice called out to me. I looked up to see Niall kneeling beside me. I was now positioned carefully on the floor.