Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request from DHMORREGO

    Niall rested his sweaty head onto the cold side of the bathtub, trying to calm his tumbling stomach. He could practically hear his head pounding as the pain increased on one side of it. He hadn't been sick but he knew that he didn't have long before he was. He didn't exactly want to be alone when it happened but he didn't want to be clingy either.

    It was pretty early in the morning and they had a long day of interviews and a concert so he didn't necessarily fancy the idea of waking up an already over-stressed Liam. His stomach lurched as he leaned over the toilet, coughing as quietly as he could.

    Niall's breathing got heavy as he tried his best to stop gagging. The lights of the bathroom shone down on his pale skin which was glistening with a heavy sweat. He sat there for a moment, considering just falling asleep on the cold tiled floor of the bathroom. But he couldn't really do that because it was not his own bathroom and at some point, he would be forced to share it with Harry, Liam, and of course Louis.

    Louis always took the longest and Niall feared what would happen if he was going to be sick while Louis was busy making himself presentable. He didn't want to make the lads worry about him because of a little case of the flu. Niall could take care of himself and if he felt that bad, he could let the boys know.

    Niall pulled himself from the floor, hobbling to the sink. He leaned heavily on the marbled bathroom sink to wash his face. He closed his burning eyes, coughing quietly into the crease of his elbow. His throat hurt tremendously. Niall studied himself in the mirror. He didn't look half bad if you didn't mind the purple bags under his dull eyes or the slightly green tint to his face. Not to mention his bright pink nose and cheeks.

    A knock at the bathroom door caused Niall to jump from his thoughts.

"One second..." Niall rasped, drying his face on the towel beside him. He reached for the door and opened it, half knowing who'd be on the other side. He came face to face with Liam, who looked a tad concerned. "Mornin'." Niall managed a small smile as he passed the older man.

    "Why are you up so early?" Liam followed Niall to his bedroom as Niall laid back in bed, scrunching his blankets to his feet.

"Had to wee," Niall mumbled into his pillow as he tried to go back to sleep. Liam massaged lightly at Niall's exposed shoulder, thinking quietly to himself. He pulled away and started heading towards the door, telling Niall that it was time to get up and ready for the big day ahead.

    Liam had never known Niall to wake up out of a dead sleep to pee. You'd think living with a guy for five years you'd know him. Maybe Niall had just a little extra to drink the night before and it took a toll on his bladder. Liam was only a bit concerned when he found the bathroom light on when he got up to wake the others. It was his job to worry.

    Niall slipped into sweatpants and a t-shirt. Management would usually have set outfits they wanted them to wear, so he didn't bother caring. He didn't do his hair either. Why put time and effort into something that'll be changed anyways? He stumbled blindly down the stairs, ignoring the dizzy spell that he'd been experiencing.

    "Nialler's awake!" Louis cooed, already energetic.

'Such a morning person,' Niall thought to himself. He sat down at table, glaring at the food he saw

"Help yourself to the some breakfast, but they'll have better at the interview this morning." Liam ruffled Niall's hair.

"Now all we need is Hazza!" Louis smiled. With that statement, Harry hobbled into the kitchen, appearing as if he'd been hit by a bus. Niall knew that Harry was absolutely, in no way, a morning person but he never knew it to be this bad.