A/n Sorry for spelling errors.
Ashton's pov
I woke up to someone shaking me. I grouned and opened my eyes. I felt horrible and I didn't want to get up. My nose was runny, I felt so tired and sore. I was freezing cold but I was sweating. Calum was now jumping on me, trying to get me up.
"What do you want? "I asked.
"We're doing a twit cam this morning, remember? "He said. I totally forgot about that.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute "i said.
Calum nodded and left the room. I sat up and stretched out. I got up and walked over to my wardrobe. I grabbed a navy blue hoody, black trackys, a gray shirt and a beanie. I got changed and walked downstairs. I honestly didn't care what I look like right now. I felt so bad and I just want to sleep.
I walked into the lounge room, where the boys were starting the twit cam. I sat next to Luke, as we went live. Michael tweeted that we were live.
"Hey guys "Luke said smiling. I waved, as Michael and Calum said hello.
"What are you guys doing today? What's happening where yous are? "Michael asked.
More fans started to watch us. I was just staring straight ahead, completely out of it. A shiver ran through my body and i sank into the couch.
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As the twit cam went on, I started getting more and more tired and more and more sickly. We were now in the kitchen, because the boys wanted breakfast. I wasn't hungry, but i followed anyway. I sat at the table, facing away from the twit cam.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. I instantly stiffened up.
"Are you okay? "I heard Luke whisper. I relaxed and leaned back into his warmth, only the chair back was in the way.
"I'm fine "i lied. I don't want to by babied.
"You can tell me if somethings wrong, you know "he said.
"I'm just tired. Don't worry "i said. Luke let go and walked away.
I got up and walked over to the laptop. Michael and Calum were making tea, the laptop next to them and Calum was showing the viewers how to make tea. I read some comments, a lot of them were freaking out about Luke hugging me from behind.
"Look who decided to join us "Michael joked. I rolled my eyes.
We started talking about some tour stuff coming up. As we did, i started feeling more weak and dizzy. I tried to ignore it and kept talking about band stuff. Black dots started swimming around. I held myself up by grabbed the bench. I felt like I was going to pass out.
"Guys..." That's all i could get out before everything went dark.
Luke's pov
"Guys..."i heard Ashton say, before I heard a smack.
I turned around to see Ashton out on the floor. Michael and Calum didn't hear, because they were play arguing.
"Guys "i said, getting their attention, before running over to Ashton and crouching down next to him.
"Shit, what happened "Michael asked running over. Calum took the laptop out of the room.
"I don't know "i answered.
I checked Ashton's breathing and his pulse. He was breathing normally and his pulse was fine. I put the of the hand on his forehead. He has a fever, that's probably why he passed out.
"Mikey, get the themonitor and a wet washer "i said. Michael nodded and got up, leaving the room.
I moved Ashton so he's head was laying on my lap. I took off his beanie and his hoody, so he wouldn't be that hot. Michael walked back in the room with the stuff i asked for. He crouched down next to us and put the wet washer on Ashton's head.
I took the themonitor off Michael and slid it into Ashton's mouth. We waited until it beeped. I took it out and looked at the temperature.
"39.5 "i said.
"That's pretty high "Michael said. I nodded.
"Go and inform the fans what's happening and I'll stay here "i said. Michael nodded and left the room again.
I put the themonitor down and started to play with Ashton's hair. He grouned, starting to wake up. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and instantly sat up. He grouned and held his head.
"Ash, relax. It's ok "i reassured him. Ashton turned around, looking at me confused.
"What happened? "He asked, as i moved him into my lap.
"You passed out because you had a high temperature. Why didn't you tell me? "I said.
"Because i didn't want to be babied. I'm sorry "Ash said, hiding his face in my chest.
"It's ok. Does anything hurt? "I asked.
"My head "he whimpered.
"You hit your head pretty hard. Come on, let's go upstairs and you can relax "i said, kissing his temple.
Ashton got up and grabbed onto the bench, swaying a little. I quickly stood up and wrapped a arm around him. Once, he said he was ok, i lead him upstairs to my room. Ash laid in my bed, closing his eyes. I decided to text Michael, letting him know Ashton was ok.
Me: Hey, Ash woke up and we went upstairs to my room.
Michael: Is he ok?
Me: He hit his head and he's sick, but he's fine.
Michael: Ok, Calum and I are going to end the twit cam and come up.
Me: Ok.
I put down my phone and looked at Ashton. He was looking for me with puppy eyes.
"What's wrong bubby? "I asked.
"Cuddles? "Ash asked. I smiled and nodded.
I laid down next to him and Ashton cuddled into my side. I started to play with his hair and humming 'Disconnected'. Soon, Ashton fell asleep, me following not long after.
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3rd person pov
After a week, Ashton got better. The boys took care of him the whole time. He was soon back to his normal hyper, giggly self and the boys redid the twit cam.
