Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request for Chanelle_1DAF

Niall POV
I groaned, rolling over. My stomach lurched as I sat up quickly. I threw off my covers but I hadn't gotten out of bed quick enough. Before I knew it, I had thrown up all over my bed. I whimpered, holding back sobs. I pulled all of my covers off the bed and trudged slowly down the hard, wood stairs. I shoved all of the blankets into the washer and started it. I couldn't wake up the boys, though. We had a long day tomorrow and... I'd just have to tell them in the morning.

I looked to the living room to see a light left on.

'Well at least I don't have to go into a dark room,' I thought to myself.

But as soon as I neared the archway that leads to the living room, I heard small sobs.

"Hello?" I asked quietly.

"Niall!" I heard Harry cry.

I turned around to see Harry crumpled up on the couch, tears flowing down his face.

"Oh Hazzy," I cooed snuggling up beside him.

I had forgotten about my own sickness because of Harry. Not that that was necessarily a bad thing... I gently combed through Harry's dark, curly hair until I heard light snores coming from him. I couldn't help but close my eyes and drift into oblivion with him. Even with how crappy I felt.

Harry was always the sensitive one when he was sick. He just couldn't handle it. The headache, the stomach ache, everything. It just upset him. I, myself, I just wanted someone to be with me. They didn't even have to say or do anything. I just wanna sit with them.
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"What are you guys doing down here?" Liam asked, annoyed.

I sat up and rubbed my watery eyes.

"Liam... I threw up in my bed," I admitted shyly.

"Niall! We have a busy day today, you two can't be sick! Quit faking and come eat breakfast," Liam yelled and Harry stood up.

"I'm n-not fa-" my voice cracked. "Faking."

"D*mn Niall, puberty much?" Louis laughed and I sent him a weary smile.

I plunked down at the table and secretly rubbed my stomach, under the table. Harry seemed to look better than last night, though not impressed by Louis and Liam.

"Eat," Liam demanded coldly.

I moved the food around on my plate slowly. Just looking at it made me feel sick. I looked away and gagged.

"Management will get us dressed so you can stay in what you have on if you like," Liam said.

"Niall, you have to eat," Liam chastised.

I pushed my plate away as he left the kitchen and Louis picked it up.

"Niall I'm sorry that you can't just stay home today, but faking sick isn't right," Louis explained.

"I'll tell Liam you ate," Harry whispered in my ear as he passed by me.

"Bit of a plan changer, only Louis and I are needed for the photoshoot and then... Harry and Niall, you'll come in later tonight for a photoshoot," Liam explained.

I sniffed and wiped away another tear. Thankfully, we didn't have to go in until later so I could sleep most of the day. Same with Harry. Although Harry doesn't look as bad as me. He must be hiding it well. My stomach growled. And not in the hungry way.

"Hazzaaaaa..." I moaned as soon as the others left.

I hugged my stomach and fight back tears that I'd been holding onto all morning.