Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

He Fakes Being Sick

Niall POV
I groaned lightly and turned over in my bunk. I didn't want to go to an interview and a concert tonight. Being on tour is wonderful, the fans are amazing, and singing is fantastic. But some days I wish I could just sleep all day. But I've learned the only way to do that is if you're sick. Now, I dont really want to be sick but if it means I get to stay on the bus and get attention all day then, HECK YES!
Maybe I could fake being sick. Although if the boys found out their trust for my faking body would only deplete. But if they didn't then I would have successfully pulled it off and also would have gotten a day or two of rest and attention.
The fact is Harry had been getting all of the attention for weeks. His girlfriend had been blatantly ignoring him for five days then she called him up and abruptly ended their perfect relationship. He was devastated and wouldn't even talk to us.
I remember the short amount of time that Y/N and I had broken up. The boys didn't even know. They didn't know I wasn't eating. They didn't know I wasn't talking. They didn't know that I sobbed in my bed for the nights instead of sleeping. Finally Zayn woke up to my sobbing one night. He got frustrated when I couldn't tell him what was wrong. Finally he asked about Y/N and I had sobbed even harder. Y/N and I got back together and she admitted that she too missed me to the point of no food or sleep.
I felt bad for Harry, I really did. But I also felt bad that the attention normally directed towards me had vanished overnight. I felt greedy but when you're usually the oh so adorable center of attention, it's hard to not be. It's like when your brother or sister is sad or hurt or sick and you just want to be noticed. Sometimes tour got so busy that I'm not noticed, but then I am busy so who cares?
The morning routine is that Liam would wake up Louis and Harry, Louis would wake me, then we would all pitch in to wake Zayn. So today when Louis came to wake me, I would make it an unusual struggle to do so. Then I would admit to feeling a bit nauseous and give him signs that I really am. Hopefully everything will go to plan and Louis will believe it. I went to sleep quickly because it was late and I was absolutely exhausted.
I was awoken by a tickling whisper in my ear.
"Niallllll tiiimnmmme to get up," Louis whispered, sending shivers down my spine.
I groaned and whimpered. The whimper was actually quite real sounding to my surprise.
"What's your problem? Stay up all night talking to Y/N?"
I shook my head lightly, so he might get the picture.
"What's up?"
"I'm feeling a bit nauseous at the moment," I said covering my mouth with my hand.
"Are gonna throw up?" Louis asked.
"I don't know," I whimpered, trying to sound obvious.
"I'll get Liam and he can take your temperature."
As soon as he left, I jumped up toward the bathroom. I sat by the toilet as if I was about to be sick. I heard my door open.
"Ni?"
"In here," I called to Liam, trying to sound weak.
"Have you gotten sick?"
"No. I just feel really queasy," I claimed.
"Zayn's up and he's called management. They told me to check your temperature."
I looked down and frowned. I felt really guilty. Liam was one of the most caring people I know and I was being horrible and lying to his face.
"Why don't we go lay down couch the couch?"
"Yeah," I stood up.
"You seen awfully strong for someone who almost got sick," Liam eyed me suspiciously.
"Yeh," I replied clinging to his shirt.
"You don't feel warm and you don't look very clammy."
"I'm just queasy," I said getting a bit frustrated.
"And when you're sick, you don't get frustrated," Liam pulled me aside.
I broke down into tears.
"Hey! It's alright, your gonna make yourself sick,"
"I'm faking!" I sobbed.
"Why on earth would you fake being sick?"
"I-I I needed rest," I sobbed.
"And?"
"I wanted attention," I wiped my heavy tears.
"If you want attention or rest you need to tell someone."
I let out another sob. Liam hadn't reacted the way I expected. I'd expected him to be angry and to yell at me. But instead he hugged me and smiled.
"Why are you still crying?" He asked.
"You're just so kind!"
"It's meh job."

Okey Dokey!! To make up for the short Chapter and for the how long it took me to make it I'm gonna update twice in one day!!

Random Question of the Chapter:
What is the worst job your could have?
A job that I have no fun at. I'd love to work with animals so if I'm. Not working with animals than I'm not happy. And it's the worst job.

Random Fact of the Chapter:
Today (July 31st) National Cotton Candy Day or Candy Floss whatever you call it. So I will say some facts about Cotton Candy and also the other holidays today!
•Cotton Candy was originally called Fairy Floss
•Cotton candy doesn't contain all that much sugar - merely as much sugar as one would get drinking a can of an average soft drink.
•Today is also Mutts Day, National Jump for Jelly Beans Day, National Raspberry Cake Day, National Talk in an Elevator Day!
YOU GOT VERY RANDOM FACTS I KIND OF WANT TO DO A BOOK ABOUT IT!!! Tell me what you think!

xD Go Read a Book.