One Direction Stories #Wattys2017

Sickness Strikes (Niall centric/OT4)

I would like to thank niamisfireproof for the prompt! I really loved the idea!

I hope you enjoy!
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(Louis' POV)

It was around 2:30 in the morning when I felt someone jump quickly out of bed. Me being the light sleeper I am, also got out of bed and into the bathroom. Where I soon saw my favorite Irishmen throwing up in the toilet. I closed the bathroom door to muffle the noise from the other two sleeping lads. 

"Nialler." I got down on my knees and started to rub comforting circles on his back. 

"Lou, I don't like this..." He whined.

"I know, baby. Just let it all out and you'll feel a lot better afterwords. 
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After a few minutes Niall was done, and flushing the toilet. 

"Do want something eat or drink? I can get you some tea." I asked, knowing that he would want some tea, he always does when he's sick. Just like when he's hurt he was coffee. 

I helped Niall stand, and together we made our way down stairs. I brought him to the couch, got him a blanket. Then, went to make it tea. I got two cups down, and waited for the water to heat up. 

Once the water was poured, and the tea was made I was making my way back to Nialler. I handed him his tea, and happened to noticed that he had a hand on his stomach. 

"You alright?"

"My stomach hurts."

"Would you like a heating pad?"

"And Liam and Harry?" I nodded. I felt bad for Liam and Harry, but mostly Harry as he hasn't been sleeping that good lately. 

I walked up to our room to see Liam and Harry curled up against each other. I turned on the light which immediately woke Liam up. 

"Lou? What's goin' on? Where's Nialler?"

"He's down on the couch, and sick. He's asking for you and Harry." I walked over to the bed to gently shake Harry's shoulder. "Hazza." He grunted. I looked over to see Liam throwing on some sweatpants and a shirt. "Liam could you go find a heating pad. I should get back to Niall." 

I rushed down stairs when I heard the sound of Niall vomiting once again. I made my way over to the couch, and rubbed his back. 

I whispered comforting words, not even noticing the other lads standing there watching in worry. 

"You done." He nodded and rested his head on my shoulder. I watched as Liam plugged in the heating pad, turned it on, and placed it of Niall's stomach. Then as he took the bucket I had placed there and walked into the bathroom. 
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A few minutes later Liam walked back in the living room with a clean bucket, a thermometer, and Harry. 

I watched as Harry took a blanket and curled up in his favorite chair. 

"Open up Nialler." Liam said as he help the thermometer in front of Niall's mouth. Niall opened his mouth for Liam to place the item under Niall's tongue. Niall then rested his head against my chest, as he waited for the thermometer to beep. 

I gently ran my fingers through his soft blonde locks, reminding myself to make an appointment for Niall to get his hair done, when he's all better. Liam made his way back over to the couch when he heard the thermometer.

"103.4°F (39.6°C). That's a little high. Niall, are you hungry?"

"A little. I want some of Harry's soup." 

"I'M ON IT!" Harry said, jumping up from his spot on is favorite chair, and rushing to the kitchen. 

"Put some clothes on first!" I yelled reminding him. I then heard a thump on the stairs, followed by an 'I'm good,' I chuckled to myself. 
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(No POV)

Niall ate about half the soup until he threw up once more. Liam came into the room and picked up the thermometer from where he had left it on the coffee table. He placed it back in Niall's mouth and waited for it to beep once more. 

"104.2°F (40.1°C). It's getting higher we have to find a way to bring it down. Harry, will go start a cold bath, while I go get him some clean cloths. Louis, you have to get him upstairs, so we can get his ready for the bath." Liam explained. They all went to do there separate jobs while Louis made his way up the stairs.
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Together the three boys managed to get Niall undressed, and in the bath in a matter of 15 minutes. They kept Niall in the bath until he started shaking. Liam ran down stairs to get the thermometer, and when he came back upstairs he found Niall all dressed and leaned up against Harry. 

"99.1°F (37.2°C). That's defiantly better than before. We'll just have to keep an eye on him throughout the day." Liam spoke, running his finger's threw Niall's soft blonde hair. 
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Later that day, Niall was able to keep down most of his lunch. After, the boys just had a very relaxing day. Cuddling, watching films, and all that. 

By the next day Niall was 100%.
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I hope you guys enjoyed!

I was suppose to put this up yesterday, but.... That didn't happen.

Thanks for reading!