Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request for Harryliampayne

Hannah POV

"I don't want to go!" I protested.

"NO! Jimmy protested." Louis instinctively said.

"But I wanna go, and Louis wants to go," Niall said quietly.

I really did want to go to the mall but I have a horrible headache and all I wanted to do is go to sleep with absolutely no lights on.

"I just... I don't really want to go," I sighed leaning into Niall's shoulder.

"Why not?" Louis was probably getting a bit frustrated.

I shrugged and sighed.

"I could go I guess," I frowned and rubbed my head.

Maybe I just need to eat. Maybe I just didn't have enough sugar in my system! So if I go we are definitely going to have some sort of food. I've just realised that I just made up an excuse to go and no one else has influenced me... Oh well!

"Maybe you just need to eat." Niall read my mind.

"You read my mind." I tried to sound exited about it but it came out more like sarcasm.

"Well... I didn't mean to," Niall said innocently.

I pulled myself into the car and Louis sat in the back. Niall decided that he'd drive because he didn't want my headache to get any worse. I, of course, agreed.

Maybe I should have stayed home. I feel way worse now... Everything is spinning and my head feels like someone is pounding on it with a hammer. I rested my hand on one of the boys' shoulders. I don't know which one because everything is spinning too much.

"You okay?" I heard someone ask.

The voice was bubbly and muffled. Almost like he was covering his mouth with his hand and talking. I shook my head after registering what he said. I'm not alright. At all.

"Do you need to sit down?" It sounds like Niall and Liam if their voices were to combine.

"I think I need to lay down. Can we go home?" I asked the mysterious person.

"Okay love, let's get you home and give you some CARROTS!"

Louis. Definitely, Louis! I felt my throat tighten up and my mouth became watery.

"Louis you might wanna g-" Niall was cut off by me throwing up all over the floor.

Everything was fuzzy and I could only feel myself being lifted up and a light kiss being placed on my cheek.

"We're going home, Princess," a gentle voice spoke in my ear.

"I don't feel good," I told him and closed my eyes.

"Niall, she's really pale," Louis warned and I opened my eyes.

Louis' blurry face had pure concern written all over it.

"Hey, Lou! Can you sit next to her and we drive, it'll make her feel better," Niall sat in the driver's seat of the car while I pulled myself into the car. Louis nodded and pulled me into his shoulder when I buckled up my seatbelt.

"You smell nice..." I told him.

I was delirious. He snickered and slipped his arm around my shoulder.

"Thanks love," he chuckled.

I closed my eyes and groaned. Hugging my rolling stomach, I leaned into Louis' shoulder. He felt comfortable to my pounding head.

"Are we almost home?" I asked quietly and Niall glanced into the rearview mirror.

"Yeah sweety, you holdin' up?" He asked, stopping at a stop light.