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Niall POV
I sneezed violently for what seemed like the thousandth time today and groaned weakly. Y/N had been taking care of me but I'd been feeling better than I was. The first night I was too tired to even blink. I fell asleep on Louis in the car and that's the last thing I remember until morning.
I woke up in a coughing fit the next morning, with Y/N rubbing my sweaty back.
"Calm down, sweety," She had told me.
From there it only got worse. But now I can talk and the only thing that seems to be happening is sneezing.
I turned over and Y/N was still there. It was weird because she was always up before me, making me some soup and then making me take nasty medicine. But today she wasn't up and it sort of worried. I decided to put on an act to make her wake up. I know it is dramatic and I felt perfectly fine but really she should have been up anyways, preparing me something to make me feel better.
"Princess! Please! My head is pounding," I whispered to her sleeping body.
"Niall I'm really not feeling good today, I think I caught your cold," she groaned quietly.
"Awww, Princess. Let me go make you some soup," I volunteered, peeling the warm blankets off my body.
"But you've got a headache," Y/N protested weakly.
"Never mind that, I've also got a sick Princess to take care of," I poked her nose lightly, causing her to smile.
I opened the door and whistled to myself. Y/N had dozed off and she clinging to my pillows, a look of pain on her face. I could almost feel the horrifying pain I'd felt in my inflamed throat just a day ago. I'd coughed nonstop, from morning to night. Or at least that's what our felt like.
"N-Niall?" Y/N croaked.
"Yes, Princess?"
"Have you got my soup?"
"Of course," I told her handing her the soup.
"It's too hot," she grumbled pulling her finger out and licking it.
"I'll cool it down."
I shoveled a few ice cubes into my hand and dropped them into the soup. The cold sensation lingered on my hand and I shivered. A sneeze erupted my body without warning and I groaned.
"Are you coming with my soup, Niall?"
"Yes, Princess!"
I walked silently up the carpeted stairs led to our bedroom.
"Here you are," I set the warm soup in the because table.
"Thank you, it's perfect," she whispered.
"Are you losing your beautiful voice?" I asked her.
She nodded and then broke out into a loud, raspy coughing fit. The look of pain on her face was unbearable. Did I look like that? Was it this hard for her to take care of me?
"Let me go get you some medicine."
She nodded and spooned a bit of broth in her mouth.
I came back with two pills and a whiteboard that was on the fridge for reminders.
"Here you can tell me what you need here," I handed her the whiteboard.
She immediately wrote something down for me.

I NEED chocolate!!!

"Princess, chocolate might upset your tummy, like when you have me pizza because I insisted."

GIVE ME CHOCOLATE!!!

She sent a glare my way I got up to get her chocolate. Obviously she has to learn the hard way.
"Here's your chocolate, Princess," I handed her a chocolate bar that I had to go and get from the store.
"Thank you," she rasped.
"Got your voice back?"
She nodded, trying to conserve the small, raspy voice she actually contained at the moment.
"Thank you for taking care of me."
"You're welcome. It's the least I could do after you helped me.
I fell asleep at the end of the bed and stayed there until I felt a light tap on my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" I asked groggily.
"Can we cuddle?"
"Of course."
"Is your tummy upset?" I asked Y/N who had her arm wrapped protectively around her stomach.
"Hmh," she murmured
"I told you," I stated matter-of-factly.
She nestled her head under my chin and whimpered.
"You just had to let me ready that chocolate, didn't you?" She asked, looking up at me with big eyes.
"I tried to warn you, but you didn't listen," I chuckled.
"I love you," she told me yawning.
"I love you too, Princess, I love you too."
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Random Question of the Chapter:
What is your favorite funny quote
Zayn: "Liam's is our daddy, he takes care of us."
Niall: "I can take care of myself."
Liam: "You got lost in a shopping center."
Niall: "I got lost 'cause I wanted to!"
What's your answer?

Random Fact of the Chapter:
Women have a higher chance of getting pregnant than men. Hehe...

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