The Dance Lessons(A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 14

"Where have you been, love?" Harry's voice spoke through the receiver. I went to reply before some shuffling was heard from the other end and another voice spoke. 

"We've been worried, Michelle. We were expecting you to come to the studio to help us out with the clothing and all but your mom said that you weren't in the mood to come. What happened, love?" Liam asked. 

"Liam, I -" I sneezed for the umpteenth time that day. 

"Are you okay, love?" He inquired as I could hear Harry arguing in the background about it being his phone and that he should be the one to get to talk to me.  

Typical Harry. 

"I'm fine, Li. Just a little bit on the edge due to the weather." I answered in a raspy voice. 

"It doesn't seem fine to me." I could practically feel him raising his eyebrows on the other end.  

Yeah, Daddy Direction is back!  

I sighed audibly loud and said, "It's honestly nothing, Liam."  

I was lying though. From the past two days I had a very bad case of fever and I was practically rotting on the bed while my mom pampered me. I couldn't say I wasn't enjoying though. She basically brought everything to my bed and fed me. That had to be some sort of a record. My mom never does that. 

"We're coming over to make sure." Harry's voice sounded from the background as there was more shuffling. I gathered that they had put it on loudspeaker so that all the boys could hear my sick voice. 

Just great. 

I groaned. "You guys are impossible."  

Harry chuckled. "Thank you for the compliment, lovely!"  

"Whatever, guys. I really need to go now. I'll be talking -"  

Harry cut me off. "Wrong. You'll be seeing us in a while. Bye then, love." That being said, he hung up the phone. I rolled my eyes and flung back into my bed.  

"Mom!!" I called out. Phoebe came up. 

"What happened, Chelle? Mrs. Reeves went to the grocery store to buy you some energy drinks or something along the lines of that." She said. 

"The boys are coming over." I stated, curling up into my sheets. She nodded her head and flopped down beside me. 

"Careful there, Phee. This can break you know?" I laughed. She rolled her eyes at me and went back to resting. She had been there with me all the time I had been sick. She never left my side and took care of me. I was touched due to her actions. She was the best friend anybody could ever ask for.  

Now as I looked at her, I saw her eyes drooping until finally she gave into them and closed her eyes. She looked so peaceful while sleeping. And I mean it in a non-lesbian way.  

After a while of playing Temple Run, I heard the front door open and close. A little while later, five boys emerged into the room as they looked around it before their eyes finally settled on us. From the various gasps I heard, I could tell that me and Phoebe weren't exactly in our best conditions. She looked like she had passed out or something while I looked like someone punched me in the face. Or maybe a huge animal. All in all, we were quite the sight.  

"What happened to you both?" They chorused together which made Phoebe roll onto her other side in her sleep. 

"I'm pretty much down with fever and Phoebe has been taking care of me all day long." I confessed, not finding the use to lie anymore. They would, however, know what was wrong with me. So why bother?