Been a while since I did a request :) Be sure to read my A/N at the end!
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Niall let out a low whimper as the cool, dripping rag lay against his sweaty skin. He was slightly paler than usual and his slouching body told you he was tired and just wanted to sleep. You pushed him down onto the soft bed again and pulled the polka dot covers up to his chin.
"I love you sweetheart," you told him kissing his forehead.
"Love ya."
He drifted off into a deep sleep almost as soon as the words left his mouth. You silently crawled into bed, yawning and pushing the covers down to your feet. You knew tomorrow was going to be hard and that it was going to be an ultimate climb to get Niall to the doctor's bit you were gonna do it. No matter how much he protested.
You woke and groggily rubbed your eyes. Niall was awake but just staring at the ceiling.
"You could have turned on the TV," you suggested, knowing be was probably up for about an hour.
"Nothin' on."
"Baby, I'm gonna take you to the doctor," you said hesitantly. "No shots or anything... Just he's gonna look in your mouth ears and eyes, ask you some questions and give you some medicine."
"No shots?" Niall shook with fear.
"No shots," you repeated.
Niall seemed terrified. He was shaking and a tear rolled down his cheek.
"Babe, you know I'm terrified of the doctor so... If you go this time... I'll go next time," you murmured the last part.
"Pardon?" Niall smirked.
"I'll go next time if you go this time," you looked down.
"I don't wanna go to the doctor!" Niall cried.
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"Niall!" You called looking behind the couch.
"He's not home!" A voice rasped.
"Niall?" You glanced at the chair and looked behind it.
"I don't wanna go to the doctor," Niall sobbed into his hands.
"Babe, it will make you feel better."
"Please NO!" He screamed as you dragged his body outside.
As you set him in the car he pushed you out of the way and ran. How he had the strength to run as fast as he did was a mystery to you.
Soon you collapsed on the ground, gasping for precious air. You layed your head on the ground and sighed. When had it become so hard to be a good girlfriend?
"Y/N?" A voice squeaked. "Are you dead?"
"I'm... not dead...." You wheezed shakily.
"I won't go to the doctor!" Niall yelped, jumping up and running through the house again.
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You had been searching for what felt like years. Not a peep had been heard from the blonde. Suddenly a sneeze sounded from under the bed. You smirked and got down on your hands and knees curiously peeking under the bed. There was a cheeky Irish lad laying under the bed.
Finally you got him in the car and you were pulling into the small local doctor's office. Niall wasn't talking to you indicating that he was quite angry. Suddenly his breathing became heavy. It was almost as if he wasn't breathing to whole car ride and now he's realized that he was supposed to be breathing.
"Can someone please help!" You asked the receptionist.
A kind looking nurse came and grabbed Niall by the shoulders. You were glad she seemed so calm because you were starting to become panicked by Niall's heavy pants.
"Alright so I want you to take a puff of this inhaler," the nurse gently handed Niall a red inhaler.
"1... 2... 3... 4... 5.... Alright now breath in and out slowly. You're doing great," she cooed a soft smile spread across her face.
"Um he has a cold and that's what we came for," you broke in feeling a bit jealous buy his calm she'd gotten Niall.
"Alright, so lets just take him to a room," she stood up quickly.
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Niall clung to you that night as he slept. Almost silent snores left his body as he slowly breathed in and out. The doctor gave him some medicine and told him to stay in bed. Beside him sleeping, the rest of the day was spent in cuddles.
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Again another short one buuuut... HAPPY FIFTIETH IMAGINE/SICK FIC!!! YAYYYYYYY
So I'll be doing a challenge thing probably today mayyybe tomorrow...
Also I have over 50 followers so I'm doing a Q&A yayyyy so, ASK MEH! I have three questions so far.
Random Question of the Chapter:
Remember that time I cared?
Nope.
What's your answer?
Random Fact of the Chapter:
90% of Americans celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
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