Sickness and Sweatshirts

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We meet with the boys and go to the breakfast buffet. I still don't feel well, but I'm going to try to ignore it. I take an apple, scrambled eggs and some water and we sit down at a long table. I drink my water and still don't feel better. I eat half the apple when I start to feel even worse.

"Sophia, I know you want to know what we have to tell you, so Shawn will tell you." Aaron says.

"Well we are not going to fly anymore." Shawn starts

My heart sinks. Is the tour over? I don't want to leave the boys, especially Hayes.

"We are going to drive, on a bus, a tour bus!" Shawn cheers.

OMG! I am so happy we don't have to do anymore airport security. That was just so annoying.

"Really!" I ask thinking this was a joke.

"Yes really, we get the bus to drive and live in today at 11 so be ready to leave by then." Shawn smiles.

I hug him and the boys smile at us. The boys finished their food so the left to pack their things. Hayes stayed with me because we are organized and it won't take us long to pack up. Once the boys left I started to feel sick again. I must have not paid attention to how I was feeling after Shawn told me about the tour bus.

"Sophia you need to finish." Hayes says.

"Hayes I don't feel the best, I don't think I can." I tell him.

"Sophia you just promised me you would try to get better." Hayes sighs.

"I'm telling the truth I don't feel well." I say.

"And now you're lying, Sophia. Just finish or you will get punished." Hayes says firmly.

I try to eat my apple some more, but I feel nauseous. I set it down and lean back.

"Okay Sophia, your choice." Hayes says pulling me up by my arm.

He drags me into an empty room that I don't know what it is used for. But it has a bathroom connected to the room. He pulls and chair out the corner. He sits down and I know what is coming. I try to explain to him that I wasn't lying but he shushes me. He takes my wrist and I am pulled over his lap.

"Hayes, just listen I-" I start to say.

I stop when I feel a sharp sting on my ass.

"No more excuses Sophia." Hayes grumbles.

Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Ow Why can't he just believe me? Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack! 

I feel Hayes fingers on the waistband of my leggings. But then I feel SUPER sick. I find enough strength to stand up pushing Hayes off of me. I run into the bathroom and lift the toilet seat, throwing up seconds later. Hayes rushes in angry but when he sees me throwing up his look instantly softens. He kneels down and holds my hair back. When I am done throwing up and flush the toilet and go the sink, wash hands, and rinse my mouth. Hayes wraps an arm around me and starts to lead me out of this room and to our hotel room.

"I'm sooo sorry Sophia. I should have believed you and not punished you. I was stupid. You didn't have the same look as you normally do when you lie. Ugh I'm sorry." Hayes says looking guilty.

"It's okay just let's get ready to go." I say to him resting my head on his shoulder.

We get to the hotel room and I am freezing. Nash was supposed to come pick out my outfit and get me ready. Just like what one of the boys do everyday. I was in black leggings from breakfast and I was also wearing a light grey tank top. Nash walked in looking happy, he was ready to get started, but I was not in the mood.

"Okay Soph I was thinking maybe-" Nash started.

"Maybe not today man. She's sick, she threw up downstairs, and doesn't look too well." Hayes says cutting him off.

Nash looks at me for a second, and he has a sad look on his face. I can feel myself shivering, how are they not cold?

"Oh I'm sorry Sophia. I can get you ready another day." Nash says giving me a quick hug and kiss on my forehead before leaving.

"Hayes check her temperature, she is burning up." Nash adds quickly, then shutting the door.

Hayes sees me shivering and grabs his red magcon sweatshirt. He sits me on the bed and puts the sweatshirt on me. He runs to the cabinet and takes out a medical/first aid kit. He finds a thermometer and shoves it in my mouth. Our suitcases are already packed up so I grab my phone and I am about grab Teagan and her things.

"No no no you are sick. I'll get one of the boys to take care of her." Hayes firmly says. He takes our bags into the other room where the rest of the boys are and their bags ready to leave. He picks up Teagan and takes my hand dragging me into Shawn's room. He hands Teagan to Aaron, and I start to get bombarded with questions from Shawn.

"What's wrong? Why are you wearing a sweatshirt? You're not allowed to wear long sleeves around us. What is in your mouth?" Shawn questions.

"Shawn stop! It's okay I let her wear my sweatshirt and she's sick. We are waiting to find out her temperature." Hayes tells him.

Hayes sits down on one of the chairs and pulls me onto his lap. I don't even have to energy to respond to anything the boys are saying. Hayes wraps his arms around my waist and I rest my head on his shoulder. My eyes start to feel really heavy. Shawn pulls up a chair and sits in front of Hayes and I. The boy gather around us with worried expressions. The thermometer beeps and Hayes takes and out, looks at it and sighs. He shows it to Shawn and the boys whose expression still look worried.

"Sophia your temperature 103 degrees." Shawn tells me.

"We need to get you to a doctor." Hayes says.

"But it would set back the dates for the tour." I say.

"It doesn't matter Sophia you're sick." Matt says.

"How about we find a doctor in Chicago. We will be there for a week because of multiple shows." Jack G suggests.

I nod and the boys agree.

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