Zayn- he gets sick but nobody believes him

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This was a request from Lookin_At_Beauty_14 ! Hope you enjoy it!
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Closing my eyes I took a deep breathe. It was currently 1:43 in the morning and I had just woken up with a stomach ache. I can't be sick. I thought to myself. Opening my eyes i rolled over on my king sized bed and placed my hands over my stomach feeling it twist in pain. Maybe if I close my eyes I'll fall asleep. I closed my eyes pulling the covers up wrapping myself in them. I must've fallen asleep because the next time I woke up I was hearing my alarm go off. I groaned, tossing the blankets off me. I sat up feeling the world spin. I closed my eyes tightly hoping it would stop. Thankfully when I opened them it did. Not to mention the headache I was having. I swung my legs over the bed getting up carefully hoping to not fall over and cause myself anymore harm. Walking into my closet I pulled out a towel walking towards the bathroom. I set the towel down turning the shower on. I stopped for a brief moment feeling nauseous hit me. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breathes. Thankfully it passed. I started to undress, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it into the hamper along with my jeans. I stepped into the water feeling the warmth sooth my sore body. 10 minutes passed and I turned the shower off stepping out into the cool air. I shivered grabbing the towel and wrapping it around myself. I opened the door and walked out of the room going over to my dresser opening it and pulling out a black shirt along with black skinny jeans and tossing them onto the bed. I groaned as my stomach churned causing my stomach to twist in pain again. I placed a hand on my stomach rubbing it soothingly hoping it would help. Eventually it passed and I continued getting ready for the big day ahead of us. Soon I was dressed and grabbed my phone off the bedside table and headed out the door before 8am.

Once I was at the arena my headache became worse. I was met at the door by Liam. " hey lad " he smiled. I gave him a small smile. He looked at me confused. I watched him curiously. " you feeling okay ? " he asked softly. I shook my head bowing my head. " I don't feel well " I mumbled. " bloody hell Zayn you always do this every god damn time we have a show. " my head snapped up. " but Li- " " no Zayn you aren't getting off the hook this time " with that he stormed off. I frowned walking into the lounge plopping myself down onto the sofa. I watched Niall walk over and sit himself down next to me. He looked over at me. " you alright mate? Look a bit pale " he asked softly. I shook my head. " don't feel well " I sighed wincing as my stomach started twisting in pain again. " well we all know you try and fool us " he said. I rolled my eyes and got up walking towards the bathroom feeling nauseous. I clamped a hand to my mouth feeling sick rise in my throat. Kneeling down in front of the toilet I gagged over the bowl sending up last nights meal. I groaned coughing which sent more sick into the now coated bowl. 5 minutes passed as my stomach settled. Slowly I got up steadying myself against the wall. I flushed the toilet and walked over to the sink washing my mouth out getting rid of the bile taste in my mouth. I opened the bathroom door and walked out only to be met by Harry and Louis. " mate we've been waiting for you for ages now what took you so long? " Louis said half yelling. " I got sick " I mumbled. " bullshit Zayn we have no time for your games " Harry said raising his voice. I bowed my head, nodding slowly. With that they walked away leaving me ill and confused. Why didn't they believe me? I shrugged walking into the recording booth where everyone was. I sighed. You can do it Zayn. I told myself.

3 hours of practice and I was drained. I took a seat on the sofa, closing my eyes. I heard footsteps walking towards me. I opened my eyes slowly looking up to see Niall holding ouy a plate of pizza. I shook my head. " not hungry. " I mumbled already feeling my stomach churn at the thought of food. "you still on this? " he asked setting the plate down. "I'm not faking Niall " I said looking at him. He shook his head, ignoring me. I frowned getting up off the sofa. Hopefully they'll believe me soon.

It was 7:43pm and the concert was starting soon. I still felt like shit. My stomach was upset and my head ached. I sighed changing into a new shirt and jeans. I walked in the bathroom searching for something to sooth my aching stomach and headache. I frowned finding nothing. Walking back over to the sofa I sat down. I watched Liam and the rest of the lads walk over. I gave them a small smile. " ready to go? " Louis asked putting a hand on my shoulder. I nodded slowly. He gave my a ressuring smile. We all got up and headed towards the stage towards. We all grabbed our mics. Here we go. I thought as we ran out onto the stage.

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Part 2 is on the way, this way really really long so I just thought it would be good to end it here for now :) hope you enjoy !

Love you xx

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