Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

10th Day of Christmas

Day 10
Wednesday, December 23, 2015.
"You won't need to bring cookies... We've got plenty," you informed Liam, glancing at the nicely decorated table with piles of cookies.

"Ok, I'll see you soon."

"Alright."

"Was that Liam?" Niall asked coming into the kitchen and taking a cookie from the table.

"Rightio," I awkwardly said while unfolding a red and green striped tablecloth.

"What's for dinner?" He asked.

His beautiful mind was always on food.

"I was thinking pizza. It's filling and we don't have to cook." You replied absentmindedly.

"Okay! Sounds great! Let's get Little Ceasers!"

"Okay, angel."

"Wait! No! Domino's pizza! No! Ummm, pizza hut! Okay, I can't choose,you choose it!"

"I'll just order it..."

"You can set that right there, Haz," you heard Niall say.

Niall went to open the door after someone knocked on it.

"Hey, Lou," Niall said hugging Louis as he took off his large winter coat.

"Hi, Niall."

"Liam's always late!" Niall snapped crossing his arms.

The pizza had already arrived and you had all just finished eating.

"Liam is never late..." Harry said glancing awkwardly at Niall.

"He has a cold. Cut him some slack, guys."

"We should play FIFA!" Louis said bouncing on the couch.

"I'll go and get dessert ready," you smiled and kissed Niall's cheek.

He was pouting and as much as you wanted to break and die from CUTENESS overload... You knew you was being dramatic. The doorbell rang and you rushed over knowing it just had to be Liam. Sure enough, there stood Liam with a huge fluffy scarf wrapped around his neck.

"Come in, sweety," you cooed as he coughed lightly.

"Sorry I'm late." He apologized removing his puffy winter coat.

"It's alright, feeling any better?" You asked and he nodded.

"My throats really just the problem," he explained and coughed again. "Hey lads!" He sat down and watched as Niall threw his controller down and jumped off the couch.

"LiLi!" He squealed, throwing his arms around Liam. "I thought you'd never show up!"

"I'm sorry, buddy."

"This party is raging..." You groaned sarcastically.

"Totally," Liam rasped.

His voice was slowly fading away.

"Do you want some soup, sweety?" You asked feeling bad for Liam.

You rested the back of your hand on his warm forehead.

"That sounds great, Y/N," he smiled leaning into your touch.

No matter how mature he was, you still felt bad for him.

"Can I have soup?" Niall asked turning around and pouting in an adorable way.

"Yeah, baby."

"So this turned out to not really be a party..."

"I had a lot of fun!" Louis said laughing.

"Me too!" Harry chimed in.

Niall was asleep on your shoulder, snoring lightly and Liam was half asleep on the couch across from you.

"We should probably head home," Louis told Harry.

"Alright. Drive safe!" You called as they went out the door.

"Y/N? Did I fall asleep?" Liam asked stretching and looking towards his practically untouched soup.

He basically got it, took a bite, played with it a bit and set it down.

"Sorry... It sounded good until I ate it," he said guiltily.

"It's alright."

"You can spend the night if you need to," you said covering Niall's body with a blanket.

You took another throw pillows and a small blanket and set the blanket over Liam.

"You're a lifesaver," he sighed his eyes snapping shut."
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Hi! Don't you just hate it when you wake up super early at line 6 in the morning because your stomach hurts like... H E double hockey sticks? Yeah. So do I. UGH! It's like cramps times 1,000!!!

xD Go Read a Book.