Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Niall Hides Being Sick (not very well)

"Hey mate!" Louis exclaimed, wrapping his comforting arms around Niall.

Niall groaned as Louis' arms squeezed his rolling stomach.

"The other lads are here. We were beginning to think you'd never make it!" Louis confessed with a small chuckle.

Niall only nodded and slipped off his shoes.

"Everything okay?" Louis held a hand on Niall's shoulder.

"Bit tired," Niall answered quietly.

"Do you wanna take a nap in the spare room?" The older one asked

Niall shook his head and rested a hand on his uneasy stomach as soon as Louis turned away.

"Niall!" Harry yelled and ran over to his best mate.

"Hi, Hazza," Niall smiled and hugged Harry back.

"Alright mate?" Liam asked.

Of course he's be the one to notice Niall's pale green face.

"I'm a bit tired," he confessed again.

It wasn't a lie. Niall could hardly drag himself from the bed that morning.

He dropped onto the couch and glanced uneasily at the open boxes of candy on the table. Oh how he wished he could eat that. His fear, though, was that he would only throw it up.

"I bought your favorite chocolate!" Louis gushed.

Niall nodded and grabbed the box. Louis smiled and turned back to Harry who was looking for a good movie.

"Are you really okay?" Liam asked loudly and the other heads snapped to them.

"I'm sure," Niall sighed.

"You look feverish," Liam said reaching for Niall's forehead.

"I'm fine!" Niall snapped and moved away from Liam.

Liam looked hurt. That is until Niall moved back and rested his tired head on Liam's shoulder.

Suddenly, Niall's stomach did a somersault. He jumped up and tried to be as quiet as possible so he didn't wake up the rest of the boys. When Niall reached Louis' bathroom, he dropped in front of the toilet and gagged. Crap! How was he supposed to be quiet? He coughed and pulled away from the toilet. He didn't want to throw up.

A knock on the door made Niall jump.

"Niall? You okay?"

It was Harry. How in the world did he wake up?

"Yeh," he nodded even though Harry couldn't see him.

Silence. Niall suddenly gagged and covered his mouth. He couldn't throw up! Not with Harry awake.

"It's three am Niall..." Harry said.

"Hazza!" Niall snapped and stood up trying his hardest not to puke all over.

He opened the door and smiled at Harry. It wasn't needed but it would help his chances at getting Harry to believe he's okay.

"You're so pale," Harry frowned. "Are you sure you're feeling okay? I mean, you have me right here you can just tell me, leave, and I'll tell the boys you're okay," the youngest suggested.

"I'm f-fine."

Niall was about to cry. And he had absolutely no idea why.

"Go lay down," Harry demanded and went into the bathroom.

Niall went into the living room where all of the boys had been sleeping and sat on the couch. The blonde snuggled into Liam. Even though he was still asleep, he gladly wrapped a protective arm around Niall.

"Mmmm... Niall?" Liam asked without opening his eyes.

"Yeah, LiLi."

It was morning now and Niall thankfully never threw up. But that wasn't the same now. Niall woke up feeling way worse than before. He whimpered and clutched his stomach.

"Look who decided to wake up."

Niall only stood up and went to Liam.

"Hey, buddy," Liam ruffled his hair and threw his arm around Niall's shoulder.

To the others surprise, Niall responded with a gag and he suddenly flew forward and threw up all over Louis' carpet.

"Niall!" Liam cried, leaping for a trash bin.

Another round of sick came and Liam sat Niall down. He suddenly felt the younger boy's head and gasped.

"Lou, feel that!" He demanded and Louis put his hand on Niall's forehead and cheeks.

"Loueh, stop!" Niall pushed Louis away.

It was at this time that Harry woke up. Extremely confused. Niall stopped throwing up and leaned back into Louis' old beaten up chair.

"Your chair's uncomfortable," he groaned and Louis chuckled.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked fearfully.

"Yeah, just needs to learn to tell his best mates when he's not feeling well!" Liam turned to Niall and gave him a firm stare.

Niall only returned the state by smiling innocently.

"Don't yell at meh, I don't feel good!" The blonde said in his cutest voice.

After the boys found out he was sick, they basically waited on him hand and foot. Which made Niall so grateful to have such good friends. He didn't get better until about a week because he decided he didn't want to stay in bed but refused to eat.
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There you go! Didn't really know how to end it soooo... Yeah!

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