Frank's P.O.V.
Gerard and I were excited because in a few days we were going to have a concert. It was a one day concert that we were performing at Coachella. But I could feel all my excitement drain when I heard coughing coming from Ebony's room. I immediately got up and ran to her room.
"Ebony are you ok darling," I asked her.
She sniffled, "Dad I'm fine, I just think I'm coming down with a cold."
I looked her over. Maybe she was right, but the past couple of times she was sick and claimed to have a cold, she had the flu. Then I caught it and then Gerard caught it. We didn't need this right now but as much as I wanted to grab Gerard and run, I couldn't leave my little Ebony alone and sick.
"Gerbear", I called.
He came running in.
"Ebony is sick," I told him.
He immediately covered his face with his hand.
"What are you doing," I asked.
"I am not catching this, especially not days before our concert."
"Ugh fine go be a germaphobe somewhere else."
"HuhCHH! HuhCHH! HuhCHH!"
I turned over and looked at Ebony who had her face in the crook of her arm.
"Bless you."
"Thanks dad. Daddy, dad is right maybe you should go in the other room. We know how much of a germaphobe you are and I am not in the mood to be choking from your continuous Lysol spraying."
Gerard chuckled and nodded before walking away. Wow he really left me to take care of her.
"Dad can you lay with me?"
No. What do I say? I can't just say no.
"Ebony you are 16 years old, you don't need me to lay with you."
"Please dad."
She started coughing. Ugh.
"Only for you," I stated as I climbed in her bed.
She fell asleep almost right away and soon I could feel myself closing my eyes. I woke up to a hand on my forehead. I opened my eyes and Gerard was in front of me.
"Babe I think you are sick."
"Then what are you doing so close to me germaphobe?"
"I should take care of you."
"No no, I can take care of myself. The last thing we need is you getting sick too."
I sniffled causing my breath to start hitching. I grabbed a tissue and put it over my mouth and nose.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo!"
"Bless you."
I groaned but was cut off by coughs.
"Can I do anything right," I asked in between coughing.
I got up to go make myself some soup, Gerard moving out of the way. I felt dizzy and then felt my knees buckle and darkness take over. When I opened my eyes again, I was in our bed. I looked over to see soup and tissues on my nightstand. I started coughing painfully and loudly which made Gerard bolt into the room.
"Are you okay," he asked.
Before I could answer Ebony started coughing and he ran out. I felt an itch in my nose so I got another tissue and put it up to my nose.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo!"
"Bless you, bless you, bless you," I heard Gerard say.
I took the tissue away from my nose and looked up at Gerard.
"Oh my gosh babe, you look terrible."
"Thanks."
"No I mean your eyelids are swollen and the bottom of your nose is red."
He didn't look too well himself, but I let it go, maybe this cold was making me delirious.
I closed my eyes and sniffled, "Ugh."
When I opened them again, Gerard had a weird look on his face.
"What's wrong," I asked.
No response.
"Uh...ESHOO!"
He sniffled and regained himself after being shaken by the sneeze.
"Bless you," I said.
"Thanks. I should go check on Ebony."
He walked out of the room. I just sat there in silence for a while and then turned on the TV.
"ESHOO! ESHOO! ESHOO! HUH'ESHOO!"
Ugh I think Gerard is getting sick.
I went to go yell for him, but Ebony started yelling for me.
"Dad! I think Daddy is sick!"
"Me too! Gerbear!"
"Guys I'm fine!"
"Gerbear I need you!"
I started coughing from all the yelling. Gerard slowly shuffled into the room.
"Huh," he asked.
He looked like he was getting exhausted.
"Can you check my temperature?"
He nodded and then shuffled over to me. He felt my forehead and I felt his. He leaned into my hand a little and closed his eyes.
"You feel a little warm," he said softly.
"So are you."
"Ok you caught me, but I have to take care of you and Ebony."
"Lay down. I got her."
I crawled out of bed, purposely fell in the floor, and then crawled to Ebony's room.
"How are you doing darling?"
"Fine dad. HuhCHH! HuhCHH! HuhCHH! HuhCHH!"
"Bless you."
"Thanks dad. What are you going to do about your concert?"
"I don't know. Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo!"
"Bless you."
"Thanks darling."
"ESHOO! ESHOO! ESHOO! ESHOO! HUH'ESHOO!"
"Bless you," Ebony and I both screamed.
Then we both started hacking. When I paused to catch my breath, I could hear Gerard adding into the mix. I started coughing again. I thought all three of us were dying there for a while, but Ebony's coughs died down, then mine, and Gerard was fine about a minute later.
I called Mikey and told him that we were all sick. He told me to tell everyone to feel better soon and then we talked a little bit before saying goodbye and I hung up.
"You good for now darling," I asked.
She nodded so I crawled back to my room and slowly got into bed. Gerard was sleeping already so I just cuddled into him, trying to find warmth. Turns out we all had the flu, but everyone was healthy again over the next couple of days. When Mikey had checked on us again, we were fine. The best part is we got to play Coachella after all and Ebony was in the crowd, with her friends, cheering us on.
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