Niall Horan Sickfics (updates mostly in summer)

Niam-Pneumonia

For the past week we have been non stop traveling, doing shows and interviews, meetings, and doing some writing for the new album. That's nothing unusual except for the fact that I feel like absolute shit. I'm pretty sure I've had a fever, I've been coughing and sneezing, my chest feels like it's on fire, I have lost my appetite and I even threw up the little food I ate last night.

I've been trying to hide all this from the boys, especially my boyfriend, Liam. We have been secretly dating for 3 years now.

Right now we are on our way to one of our venues in the American leg of the tour and I feel like I'm about to throw up. This is so bad. If Liam and the boys find out I'm as sick as I am, and for a WEEK, they will be so worried and they will fuss over me.

I'm sitting here trying not to fall asleep and throw up. My chest hurts so bad right now and my throat is starting to tickle. Oh god, please no. I've been hiding it so well this week don't fail me now, body! It's just a cold anyway so there is no need to worry. Sure I need more rest to fight it off but it'll be fine.

I can't hold in in any longer, even after clearing my throat. I finally let out the multiple coughs that I have held in. All the boys jumped in surprise and Liam, who was sitting next to me started rubbing my back with a knowing face. Of course Liam probably knows. First of all, it's Liam we are talking about, of course he knows. Second, he is my boyfriend and be constantly watches over me.

I can barely breath. Coughed were racking my body one after the other and it just made my chest feel worse. The pain in my throat and chest brought tears to my eyes. I hear all of the boys saying reassuring things to me and I feel Liam trying to stop my coughs before I pass out from a lack of oxygen.

Finally, the coughing stopped and Louis handed me a water. "Thanks, Lou," I rasp out. I can even hear the weakness in my voice and talking hurts like sandpaper running down my throat. Don't even get me started on swallowing. I drink two sips but it hurts my throat too much to drink more.

"Babe, why didn't you tell us you were sick. You should be at home resting. This isn't good for you. "

"I didn't want to worry you guys. Plus it's just a little cold. I'll be fine soon." I tried reassuring them that I was fine cause I didn't want to disappoint the fans.

"Mate, that sounds like more than just a little cold. I don't think you should do the show." Harry persuaded.

I shake my head no because my throat still hurt like hell but sadly right after I shook my head a giant sneeze hit my like a ton of bricks which made my head ache 10x more.

"Holy shit! Babe, you're nose is bleeding bad lets get you inside." Liam said in panic.

I look down at my hand and it is covered in blood. Liam pulls me out of the car and back stage. He is honestly making me more dizzy then I already am and more nauseous. He told me to sit on the couch then ran off for tissues I suppose. Haz and Lou arrived just as Liam came back with a bunch of stuff.

He took out tissues from the box and pressed them to my nose as I leaned forward. The bleeding had stopped but there is a lot of excess blood in my nose.

Once all that was cleaned up I reached for the garbage that was conveniently placed next to the couch and threw up in it. All that came up was a little water and stomach acid.

"Babe, there is no way I am letting you do the show tonight. You are really sick. We should actually call a doctor." Liam said worriedly.

"No! I'm-" I stop to cough a little into my elbow, "I'm fine guys. Really!"

Just then someone calls us to do hair and make up. I get up, with a little struggle, walking towards the dressing room. However as we are walking I suddenly feel light headed. I stop where I am, trying to lessen the feeling.

"No, are you okay." I hear someone say but it sounds so faded that I can't make out who it is.

My vision is blurry and I try blinking it away but it won't work. Black dots start dancing in my vision and I feel my legs give in as I fall to the floor.

"Ni, babe? Stay with me. Don't fall asleep please, baby. Just keeps your beautiful eyes open for me." I know that is Liam because of the nicknames and I don't want to disappoint him but I can't stay awake any longer so I manage to rasp out, "I-I'm s-so-rry-y L-Li."

"Call an ambulance! Quick!" I hear in the distance. And then, everything was gone.

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I wake up in an uncomfortable, tiny and unfamiliar bed. I manage to open my eyes only to be blinded by the light in the room. I try again the find a hand in front of my eyes. I know it's Liam's hand. He waits for my eyes to adjust before slowly moving his hand to my shoulder. He is sitting in a char to the left of me, holding my hand, being careful of the IVs, and the other two boys are on the right.

"Hey, babe. How are you feeling?" Liam asked softly.

"Like shit." My voice is so quiet I'm surprised they heard me but honestly that's the loudest I can speak.

"You gave us quite a scare. You were severely dehydrated and you have pneumonia." Harry said.

"Make sure you tell us when you are feeling sick next time ok?" Louis said.

"Yeah. If you just told us you were feeling ill in the first place all of this could have been prevented. Okay?" Liam said pushing my bangs out of my face.

I nod weakly feeling extremely tired. I try to stay awake for the boys but they seem to notice.

"Go to sleep. You need to rest. Stop being so selfless before you kill yourself." Louis said making me crack a smile and not even a minute later I was out like a light.

I was released the next day being told to rest, take it easy, drink water and take my antibiotics.

Luckily the boys helped me and a week later I was back to my normal self.

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By the way, happy belated birthday to Luke! Let's just hope Louis won't be the father and SLAY ZAYN!!! Oh, and she looks so hot is soooo good. That's all I have to say. :) Bye!

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