Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

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Niall's POV
"Maybe we should all just believe each other next time," I heard Liam's voice in my head as I realized I was definitely sick.

"Li! L-" I broke into a fit of coughs.

"What's going on in here?" Liam asked opening the door.

"I don't feel good," I groaned feeling angry.

"Is that so?" Liam asked feeling my head.

"You don't seem to have a fever. Buuut... Your cheeks are extremely pink!" He said feeling my cheeks and ears.

"Your ears are hot."

"But what about my face? It is hot?" I asked jokingly.

I laughed but broke into a fit of coughs.

"We'll let's wait to see what happens. Until then, I don't really believe you, Ni. You were just sick."

"You promised you'd believe us!" I whimpered.

"Whatever Niall," Liam said. "Take some Tylenol!" He said rubbing his eyes.

He left me to silently moan to myself. Was I not believable enough? Do I need to be like Lou and go into hysterics and theatrics? I was on the verge of hysterics! I let myself sob louder until I was probably loud enough to wake up one of the other boys.

"Ni, what's wrong?" Harry asked in a deep morning voice.

"I don't feel good Haz!" I sobbed hysterically.

"Niall! You were just sick! Shut the f*ck up and go back to bed!" Harry ordered.

"Please Haz! You have to understand!" I couldn't even breath, I was crying so hard.

Suddenly my crying just ceased. I stopped because I grew very angry.

"Why does nobody ever believe me? But yet when Louis gets sick or Zayn or any of you get sick, YOU ALL BELIEVE THEM!" I said breaking into a fit of coughs.

"Shut up," Harry grumbled.

My throat burned and my head spun. Maybe if I ate something it might make me feel better.

"Hey buddy, finally decide to come out of your dungeon?" Liam asked handing me a bagel.

"Yeah," I whispered.

"Niall, please stop! We have a meet and greet today."

"But I really don't feel good!" I said taking a small bite of my bagel.

"Oi, what time is it?" Louis asked sleepily walking into the room.

His chestnut colored hair was everywhere and he was rubbing at his sleepy eyes.

"8:15. You have time to drink some coffee and wake up," Liam informed as Louis sat next to him and leaned on the table.

"Death..." He grumbled. It was muffled through his arm.

I pulled up my elbow and coughed into it. Suddenly I felt extremely nauseas and dizzy.

"Li..." I rested my hand on his shoulder trying to get the dizziness to stop.

Using Liam's arm as a launch pad, I flung off my wooden chair and hovered over the trash can. Nothing came up.

"Ni, take it easy!" Louis said hugging me and rubbing my back.

"I don't feel good!" I sobbed and clutched my head.

I coughed one more time and... I remember nothing. Maybe the cold floor and Louis shouting. It was scary. I could see anything and I remember hearing someone sobbing about how they were so sorry and they would never forgive themselves. It all just left me as I hit the cool floor. My head hitting- hard!
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Liam POV
Niall's cough was cut short by Louis scream and a crash to the floor.

"NIALL!" He yelled. "LIAM COME HERE!"

"What's going on?" I asked panicking.

I knelt by Niall and he wasn't even breathing regularly.

"Li-" he was cut short by a strangled cough. "Ca- breath..." He wasn't even able to form coherent sentences.

"Call an ambulance!" I sobbed dropping beside him.

Louis, extremely frightened, rushed to the nearest phone and left me clutching to the last moment of Niall's consciousness. He was silent now and he was definitely out. This was all my fault. If I'd believed him, be wouldn't be in this situation. I let out a weak sob and desperately tried to hug him.

"This is all my fault! I'm so sorry, buddy," I sobbed into his chest. "If anything happens to you.... I swear I will never forgive myself!"

I was in hysterics.

"Li-Li... The paramedics are hear to make Ni better," someone cooed.

"This is all my fault!" I sobbed into who ever was behind me.

I couldn't even hear straight. It all just sounded jumbled and garbled.

I opened my eyes and whimpered.

"Awww Liam," someone cooed and rubbed my back.

"Where's Niall?" I asked suddenly wide awake.

"He's right here," Louis whispered pointing comically at a lump under a bunch of white blankets.

"I'm awake," a voice rasped and the blankets moved.

"Ah! Zombie!" Louis whispered yelled.

Niall laughed loudly but I only weakly chuckled.

"It's not your fault Liam! I just think I need some support when I'm not feeling okay."

"What if something would have happened to you? Who would be to blame?" I asked unhappily.

"Oh fine! It's ALLLLL your fault!" Niall giggled.
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*whispers* Sorry that this was crap too... And a bit dramatic but maybe you guys like that?

I'm whispering because I have a super sore throat right now and I can't talk.

Again Happy Thanksgiving for those of us who celebrate it.

xD Go Read a Book.