One Direction sickfics/fanfics

All Boys sick on tour

Hey! Hope you're all going well. So this is just something I've been working on for a bit. I will post some requests that I have soon :) I hope you like this. 

Liam POV:

I rolled over in my bunk, and today was gonna be terrible. It was only 3.00 a.m., and my stomach was killing me, and I had a horrible headache. I tried to fall asleep, but I heard someone softly crying, so I got up to check who it was. I followed the noise to Louis' bunk and slowly pulled back the curtin. "Lou, what's wrong?" I whispered. "Sick, Li, I feel sick," tears slipped down his cheeks. "Aww Lou, me too. What feels sick?" "Stomach." Then he got up and ran to the bathroom. I followed and rubbed his back while he threw up. We walked to the couch, and I put down two buckets for us. We sat for 10 minutes, and I heard footsteps and someone's shrieks. I ran back to the bunks and saw Harry standing in the middle of all the bunks behind a puddle of vomit. He stood there pale as a ghost, and tears dripped down his cheeks. "Liam." "Yeah, Haz?" "Why are you up?" "Lou and I are sick. It looks like you are, too." He nods. I help him step over the puddle, and I clean it up as he walks to Louis. After I cleaned the puddle, I walked to the boys, placing a bucket near Harry. "How are you two feeling?" I ask. I get a "Shit" from Harry and "Amazing Li, I definitely didn't throw up just before.  " in a sarcastic voice. I rolled my eyes, and Niall walked out holding a bucket. "Guys, are you all sick?"  "Yep." "Same." Niall sat down with his bucket. "This is great, we have a show tonight." Harry mumbles. "All we can hope is we get better by tonight and that Zayn isn't sick as well." I say. "Sorry to crush your hopes and dreams boys, but I'm sick too" Zayn says, joining us. "Great, we're all dying." Louis says. "No need to be dramatic." I say. 

Harry POV: 

Why do we have to be sick. I looked at the guys. We all looked half dead and like ghosts. We fell asleep and woke up to Liams phone ringing. It was Paul saying that the van would be here in 20 minutes. Liam then explained how we were all dying, but Paul said we  stihad to go. Once we were ready, Paul drove us to the stadium for sound check. I started feeling nauseous and Louis grabbed my arm as we walked in, "Haz, I'm dizzy" he said, his voice shaking. "I know love, just hold my hand otherwise we're both going down." I say. God he gets hotter when he's sick. He smiles and we walk as the fans yell 'LARRY STYLINSON' I ignore it but I can tell it pisses Louis off. "Lou it's fine." "But it pisses me off, so what of I'm fucking in love with you." He cups his spare hand over his mouth. "I I mean, ummm," he was blushing, and we walked inside, and the guys started firing questions at Louis even though they felt just as shitty as us. He stood there not moving and a tear dripped down his cheek. "Lou? You ok?" He nodded and sniffed. "It doesn't even matter. You don't love me. I should've given up ages ago." He lets tears fall down his cheeks, making my heart melt. He never cries. I cup his cheeks with my hands. "Lou It's ok, I love you too." His glazed eyes lit up." "Really?!" "Yes, Lou, I've loved you for a long time." He smiled, and Niall choked on his popcorn, making us all laugh, but choking led to gagging, making Niall run for the bathroom. We all looked at Liam, and he rolled his eyes and speed walked to Niall while mumbling 'Always me" I put an arm around Louis, and we walked to a couch. "Zayn? Hair and make-up, please, love." Lou said as Zayn groaned when she tried getting him up. He gets up and follows Lou. Liam returns with a pale Niall, and Louis puts his head in my lap. "Hey boys? Zayn said, "You're all sick. Do you need anything?" Lou says We shake our heads, and she continues working with Zayn. Lou walks back in asking for Louis, but he is asleep in my lap, so she took Niall instead. After 20 minutes, Lou came back and got Liam. "Harry? Can you get Louis awake? I'll take you next. He can go last, ok?" "Ok. Thanks Lou." "No problem." She walked out again. I had no problem waking up my boyfriend only that we were all sick. 

Louis POV: 

I woke to someone shaking me and it was Harry, my stomach started hurting really bad and I started crying, which only happens occasionally. "Lou, babe, you need to get up." "Haz it hurts." "I know baby." He put his arm around me and we waited for Lou to come get Harry. Lou came and took Harry, and Zayn came and sat with me, "How are you feeling, mate?" "Shit. You?" "Exhausted. This isn't fair, why is management like this." "I don't know boys but we can't do alot about it." Lou said. "C'mon Louis" I got up and walked to Lou. "Louis out of all of you boys you and Zayn got this the worst. I frowned "Damnit" "Liam seems to be ok, Niall's ok but throws up alot and Harry's just Harry." I smiled, I love Hazza I thought to myself. Lou finished with me and we had to go to sound check. "How you boys feeling?" Paul asked. "Shit" we all mumbled except Liam who said "Ok" he's a goody two shoes. We started singing Little black dress and Niall ran off to throw up making my stomach turn causing me to run off covering my mouth. Harry followed and rubbed my back. 

*Time Skip* 

I could hear the fans yelling and screaming and we ran on as the opening notes of 'One Thing' started. "Hello London! Now you're gonna have to help us here, we're all ill!" Zayn says trying to sound Happy. The fans cheered and Liam started singing. Once we'd finished the song we walked around the stage, cheerfully. Niall looked tired he looked run down, and when Zayn had to sing high notes, he couldn't hit them. We were singing 'Over Again' and were sitting around on the set because we were so tired and the fans could see. I felt a random burst of energy, and I stood up running around with a bottle of water tipping it on Liam's head. He grabbed his own water and poured it on my head. "Lou, my god, I thought you were sick?" Harry says. "Well, I am, but we can't bore the fans," I say, running to Niall, whispering something in his ear. Niall nods, running off stage to throw up, and I follow to do the same, then we grab a fake note and run onstage to Liam. "PAYNO!!" I yell. "What Louis?" "Read this. Outloud too," I say, putting my arm around Niall. Harry and Zayn are standing together reading signs and judging us while also watching the 3 of us. "Liam James Payne, do you like food? Do you like pie?" He says confusedly, looking up at us, and Niall and I push a pie in his face. Making the whole stadium crack into laughter. "Again, really, you two? Isn't this joke a bit old?" He says, pushing a pie in both Niall and my faces, making us laugh. "Payno...." I say dragging the O out. "Yes, Tommo?" "I'm tired again, " I say defeatedly. I couldn't call Harry over because the fans would think we were dating. He looked at me sympathetically and hands Niall and I a towel, and we all removed the pie from our faces. I gave Harry a face signalling, I wanted him, and he slowly made his way over and put his arm around me while singing 'Through the Dark'. Then Niall ran off the stage to throw up, and Lou made him stay because he wasn't getting any better, and being on-stage would be worse. 

Niall POV: 

My stomach churned, and I sprinted off stage, and Lou made me stay back there because I wasn't getting better. Exactly 7 minutes after I ran off, Zayn did the same, meaning Liam, Louis, and Harry would have to work together to do Zayns' high notes.10 minutes later, they were doing really well, and Louis looked terrible and he looked at Harry like he was about to throw up and Harry pulled him into a hug and calmed him down then 2 minutes later Louis ran out to throw up. Harry and Liam looked pained but agreed to finish the show. "Looks like it's a duet, Liam," Harry says, laughing. Zayn was asleep on a couch, and Louis and I were watching and talking. " Niall O think Harry will stay out there longest." "Nah it'll be Liam." "Wanna bet? $35?" "Deal." We shook hands. "What if they both last?" Lou asked. "We both pay you $35." I say. "C'mon Liam, and Harry! I could earn $70 out of this!" Lou yelled. I laughed. The concert ended, and Louis and I had to find $35 each for Lou. "Thanks, boys." We all went back to the bus hoping we'd be better for tomorrow's show. 

Part 2??