Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request from melaniehoran200 {Part One}

Niall POV
"Niall?" I heard Zayn call as he opened up the door to our shared bedroom. It was probably about noon, and he was probably coming in to tell me to get out of bed but I couldn't get out. I was aching badly, sweating profusely, and my stomach was flipping like mad. I couldn't even bare to open my eyes, the pain in the left side of my head was so bad.

"Niall, it is almost three in the afternoon, get out of bed!" Zayn said landing a kiss on my head. I whimpered as a pain shot through it. "I'm going out with the lads. Do you wanna come with me, sunshine?" Zayn offered. What? He was leaving me to be with the others? Well, I suppose he does need to spend time with people other than his boyfriend.

"Zaynie, I don't feel well..." I groaned, trying to open my eyes a little bit. His face turned from sweet and loving to angered.

"Niall James, I can't believe you would fake sick to stop me from seeing the lads and to get attention!" Zayn cried. I couldn't believe he had just said that. He actually didn't believe me? I huffed and turned around in the bed, ignoring the stabbing pain in my cramping stomach.

"I'll be back by seven," Zayn grumbled. I could here the front door slam as he left the house. A hot tear slipped from my closed eye. Wasn't Zayn supposed to be the one caring for me? I wish he was here and sticking a thermometer in my mouth and kissing me and cuddling me. I sobbed at the thought.

My stomach lurched and I launched myself off of the bed. I made it to the toilet, gagging harshly. My throat was burning and my head pounded. I was feeling so weak and tired, I didn't even want to try to move. I gagged again, tears slipping from my burning eyes.

"Zayn!" I sobbed. I only wished my usually loving boyfriend was here with me. I stood up, stumbling like a zombie back to the bed.

My mouth was as dry as a bone. I needed something to drink but I knew water wasn't the best choice since it burns coming back up. I decided I'd have to look for some 7Up in our fridge. Zayn liked it a lot, so we usually had some. And if we didn't... I'm stuck with water, because there is no way in heck that I'm drinking milk.

My body involuntarily shuddered as I tried to make it down the hall to our bedroom, teetering between each wall as I almost fell many times. I felt like I was drunk but worse. My mind became fuzzy as I sunk to the cold wooden floor, clutching my pounding head.

"Make it stop..." I whimpered to myself. The whole room spun as I tried to lift myself from the floor.

I fell to the ground, knocking the little bit of air I had left in my out. My stomach churned as I tried not to move any muscle in my whole body. Darkness was pinching at the edge of my vision lines, making me highly concerned for myself. I felt my body tense as the darkness took over, engulfing my entire vision.
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Zayn POV

"Alright mates? Shall we go back to my flat? I reckon Niall's made dinner or maybe he's being a bum like this morning?" I suggested as I finished the last swig of the only beer I'd decided to have. I'd not texted Niall yet so I shot him a quick one and told him I was bringing Harry, Liam, and Louis home with me.

"Yeah! You have FIFA, right? I wanna show you lot who the FIFA king is!" Louis smirked, grabbing his beanie off the table and slipping it over his still windblown brunette hair.

"What are you on about? We all know that I'm the best!" Liam shot back. He pushed his chair in as we all headed towards the door of the bar we'd been in for a few hours.

"I beat you so many times, didn't we Louis?" Harry asked. I smiled slightly at the small banter. I kind of wished Niall was here. I hate it when he acts up and gets jeleous like that, it grinds my gears to no end.

I checked my phone, even though I knew for a fact that Niall hadn't answered. What, was he sleeping? Anger swelled in the back of my throat as I followed the others to my car. I'd picked them all up at their homes.

"Ugh! Get out of my way!" I growled angrily at the stupid car in front of me. Why do they always have to slam on their brakes? I want usually this angry when it came to road rage and stuff but I was so mad about Niall that I pounded my hand on the horn. "MOVE!"

"Wow! You told them!" Louis laughed loudly.

"What's wrong?" Liam asked, not exactly wanting to make eye contact. I mean, I wouldn't blame him.

"Niall is sleeping, and I'd like him to get off his lazy butt and do something! This morning he tried to make me stay home and not go out with you guys and it's making me so angry!" I spat. Nobody said anything in fear that they might get yelled at.

"Niall!" I yelled as soon as I unlocked the front door and slammed it open. I huffed when I got no reply, stomping over to the kitchen where as light had been turned on. Nothing. I felt a rage building up inside of me as I slammed my fist on the counter. Groaning in pain, I ran a hand through my hair. I told myself I'm just overreacting.

"Ummm... Zayn!" I hear a frantic yell from over in the hallway. I pushed myself from the table and walked swiftly to where I'd heard Harry's voice. When I got there, the air was sucked from my lungs. Niall was laying on the ground, a pale, sick mess. A spilled drink lay next to him, soaking into some parts of his clothes. Liam was knelt beside him, feeling his forehead and checking his pulse.

"Call an ambulance!" I said, pulling Niall into my shaking arms. I brushed the hair from his pale face and kissed his warm cheek. I felt horrible as I listened to the conversation that Harry was having with 911. His deep voice was shaking as he gave out the address for the apartment and roughly what had happened.

"I'm so so sorry, my little sunshine..." I cooed. It seemed like the ambulance was taking eternity. Niall drifted in and out of consciousness. My tears dripped onto Niall's already sweaty tee. I didn't even care that his stench reeked of vomit, I just want to apologize for being such a jerk. The heat from Niall's body radiated off of him.

I refused to let go of Niall's unconscious body until I could see the paramedics.
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