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Sick Niall- no one believes him

Request for Niallisababe2010

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The boys were now on tour again and loving it. After the five long nights of concerts at the O2 arena though, they were knackered to say the least. Niall had developed a nasty sore throat and it hurt to swallow even a simple thing such as toast; so he just stuck to things like tea and water.

The others had noticed his loss of appetite but just put it off as him trying to get attention. Niall felt a little hurt by this but carried on anyway.

Niall woke up on the third morning of 'illness' with a ache in his head and a tickle in his throat, on top of all that, his throat was hurting immensely. He sat up in his hotel bed and immediately went into a coughing fit. Looking to his left, he saw that Harry's bed was empty and that the bathroom door was closed with the light on. He's in the shower, he thought dully. Why would they accuse him of pretending to be sick anyway? He had no reason to; he loved his job. Sighing, he pulled himself out of bed, coughing into his arm a few times, and slowly trudged over to the bathroom.

"Harry?" he called through the door, just then noticing how rough and hoarse his voice sounded.

"Yeah? I'll be out in a minute Ni," he heard a muffled response from Harry.

"Okay," he cleared his throat. Walking over to his suitcase, he picked out a green plaid flannel and black skinny jeans, laying them out of the bed to change into after his shower; maybe he would feel better after that.

Harry walked out of the bathroom a moment later with a towel wrapped around his waist and his curled ringlets dripping with water onto his tattooed chest. "Morning," he smiled to Niall.

"Morning Harry," Niall said, trying to sound as healthy as possible. It was no use though, because Harry noticed anyway and gave Niall a disapproving look.

"I hope you're not still going with that whole 'being sick' stuff. We've got a lot to do today and Liam won't be too pleased if you slow us down," Harry said, his harshness almost bringing tears to Niall's eyes.

Niall just nodded and slipped into the bathroom, turning on the water to the hottest temperature.

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They had reached the first interview an hour later, and Niall had pretty much stayed in hiding. He didn't talk to anyone or eat anything and the tickling sensation in his throat was becoming unbearable; he was stifling coughs every few minutes.

He slipped off to the bathroom and went into a full blown coughing fit, struggling to breath in between. When he regained his breath, he looked at himself in the mirror and noticed how pale he looked, also the sweat gathering on his forehead. He groaned, now he had a fever too. Stepping back out into the interviewing room with the others, he plopped down silently in his seat on the end next to Louis.

Louis had also been believing that Niall was pretending to be ill, but now it looked kind of real. His blonde quiff was lopsided and his skin was a shade paler than normal; not to mention the way he was slightly shivering in his flannel; which looked quite warm to be honest.

Nonchalantly, he elbowed Liam in the side and motioned with his eyes for him to look over at Niall. He looked and almost instantly, his happy expression turned into one of concern for Niall. He definitely noticed Niall's appearance.

With his two best friends noticing, Niall was oblivious and trying his hardest to concentrate on the interviewer's words and trying not to fall asleep. He felt so sleepy.

When the interview finally ended about five minutes later, the boys were ushered out to the car and Niall slid in first to get the window seat.

"Hey Niall? You feeling okay?" Liam asked as he slid in next to the Irishman.