So I thought as I haven't done any for ages now simply because I don't have any ideas I would update. This idea popped into my head and I thought it would be cye. BUT SERIOUSLY GUYS COMMETN YOUR IDEAS AND HELP A FELLO #DIRECTIONER OUT HERE! AAAHHH!!
ANYWAYS HERE YOU GOOOO
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Harry: Harry was at a meeting with the boys when you fell ill. You were continously vomiting and couldn't move. You were to weak, it must have been your meal at that restaurant last night. Anyway you were really itred and ended up falling asleep next to teh toilet as you had just been sick yet again. When you woke up you realised you were in bed. "How did I get here?" You said. "I found you by the toilet baby, I didn't want you just leave you ther. I cleaned everything up, cleaned you up, changed you and put you into bed." Harry said as he walked into your bedroom, looking so proud of himself. You looked under the covers to find yourself in one of Harry's t-shirts, your favourite one of course. Harry came and joined you under the covers, snuggling up to you. "Curly, I don't wanna make you ill as well." "Y/N I don't care, as long as your warm and you get better I can become ill, let me worry about you." And you spent the next few days in bed snuggling up to your amazing boyfriend. He did everything he could to make you better and it worked.
Niall: You wake up with a massive cold, all sniffly and feel so ill. Your so weak and can't move. You leave Niall sleeping peacefully but accidently wake him up. "Are you okay princess?" He asks, concern all in his voice. "Not really, I'm really weak and can't move, have abad cold and headache but don't worry, you've had a hard few days, go back to sleep baby." Niall jumps out of bed and throws his pyjama bottoms on. "What do you need princess? I'm guna help you okay, I'm not going to just leave you." You stared at him, just thinking about how lucky you were. The whole day he ran about for you, maing sure you had everything you needed. Medicine, drinks, food, everything. Finally you got tired so he grabbed his guitar, knowing thishelped you sleep and started playing little things. He was singing wiht his angelic voice and slowly you drifted of to sleep.
Liam: Liam notices your getting ill during the day. "Y/N why don't you go to bed sweetie?" "Because Liam, the washing isn't going to do itself, I've got things to do. I've just got a little stomach ache and cold, I'll be fine." Liam comes behind you and wraps you in his arm. "Yes but if you carry on you will get more than just a little stomach ache and cold" He says mimicking your voive, "Go to bed now okay." You playfully hit his shoulder and obey him. You went to the bedroom and got into one of Liam's shirts. You pulled back the duvet and got into bed, pulling the cover all the way up to your chin. Liam came in shortly with a tray of toast, orange juice, butter, jam and a cute littel pink flower in a glass. You sat up and pulled back the duvet, gesturing for him to get into bed with you. You took the tray and Liam put a film on. You spent the rest of the day watching chick flicks, all the Toy Story's and the batman before finally drifting of to sleep in Liam's arms.
Louis: You wake up being sick everywhere. Louis; woken up by the noise. "Babe, are you okay?" He asks, really worried. "Yeh Lou, I'm fine, go back to sleep baby." "Really? Go back to sleep. Are you stupid? I'm going to stay with you okay." He walked into your en suite bathroom and came over to you. He held your hair back for you, into a ponytail out of your face while rubbing soothing cirlces on the bottom of your back. When you'd finished you just sat there, leaning against his chest as he held you close. he picked you up and carried you back into bed before jumping in beside you. "Lou, don't get to close, I don't want to make you ill." You panicked moving away from him slightly. He grabbed your waist and pulled you back into his body. His body heat insantly warming you up. "Are you kidding me Y/N? I don't care if your ill, I'm going to cuddle you and keep you warm, And then if I do get ill you can look after me." He gave you a massive grin, obviously proud of what he just said before giving you a cheeky wink. You laughed at him, "You are one special boy Tommo." You said before snuggling into his chest, keeping yourself warm and falling asleep.
Zayn: You've caught a stomach bug and can't stop throwing up. Zayn has been there, supporting you. But one day you get really ill and it's the night Zayn has to go to the concert. With a lot of persuading Zayn finally goes, making you promise that you would keep texting him to update him on how you feel, and if he didn't reply to text Paul. You were led in bed watching chick flicks when you hear the door slam shut and footsteps through your apartment you were staying in while the boys were doing concerts in Ireland. The door flung open and Zayn stood in the doorway. "I'm sorry, I just had to see for myself on last time before I went on stage that you were okay. It's wierd not seeing you down there being my inspiration to sings." You just smiled at him, completely speechless. Zayn kissed your forehead and sat down next to you. He started singing, knowing that the only thing to get you to sleep when your ill was his voice, on it's own. And it worked. "I love you Y/N, so much." was the last thing you heard before your eyelids became heavy and you drifted of to sleep.
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A/N; SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I DIDN'T HAVE ANY GOOD IDEAS BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY LITTLE PUMPKINS;D
