One Direction And 5SOS Sickfics

Your Child Is Sick ( Part 2 )

Taylor's Pov: I was just coming out of the shower when I heard a voice,when I came out of the bathroom I saw that it was my mom...she was talking on the phone to my dad Louis,I looked at the time on my cell phone and it was 1:30PM it must be my dad's lunch break I thought to myself.

Phone Conversation

Y/N: Hello,sweetie how are you?

Lou: Hey, sunshine.

Y/N: Hey baby, how is everything going at the studio.

Lou: Pretty good, Harry had an asthma attack.

Y/N: Oh my goodness,is he okay.

Lou: Yeah, Hazza is okay... He had his inhaler with him.

Y/N: That is good.

Lou: How is Taylor Doing?

Y/N: She is alright for now.

Lou: Okay.

Y/N: She did throw up in her sleep.

Lou: Really?

Y/N: Yeah.

Lou: Did you get her up?

Y/N: Yeah.

Lou: Alright.

Y/N: Then, Oliver came home early because Blake forgot that he had a soccer game.

Lou: Okay.

Y/N: So we decided to watch Iron Man and we are going to have a movie night.

Lou: Okay.

Y/N: I think Oliver might be getting sick because while he was trying to help Taylor she threw up on him and on the floor so he took a shower and brought Tay a cup of water and after I took her upstairs to her room so she can rest,we started to watch Iron Man.

Lou: Really?

Y/N: Yeah.

Lou: Oh my goodness.

Y/N: Yeah.

Lou: Well honey,my lunch break is over and I have to get back to work,so I have to let you go.

Y/N: Alright.

Lou: Tell Taylor and Oliver that I said feel better soon.

Y/N: Okay,I will.

Lou: I will see you when I get back home from work and picking up Zach from school after his field trip and we all can watch more movies together as a family.

Y/N: Sounds good.

Lou: Alright, I love you.

Y/N: I love you too.

Lou: Bye.

Y/N: Bye.

End of phone conversation

Oliver's Pov: My mom and I were finishing up the movie Iron man when I started to feel terrible,my stomach was hurting so bad like someone stuck a million daggers in my stomach...the pain was so bad that I couldn't help but cry...I couldn't continue to handle so much pain without tears welling up in my eyes.

Taylor: Mom can I have a bottle of ginger ale please.

Y/N: Sure you can sweetheart.

Taylor: Thanks mom.

Y/N: You are welcome.

Taylor: Oliver, what is wrong with you?

Oliver: I don't feel very well at all right now,I think that I might be getting sick.