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Harry: (fever)
"you feel like you have a fever, baby" harry says, as he is cradling a cooing emma, it's two in the morning the rest of the family is sleeping. "em, it's two in the morning, are you not the least bit tired" he says tiredly chuckling, emma let out a little cough, "uh oh, that doesn't sound good, love" he whispers, he starts swaying her side to side as she drifts off to sleep, he finds himself sitting down against the crib, emma on his chest, he gently shifts his body, and grabs a blanket, with his free hand, and bunches it up, for use as a pillow, as emma sleeps, he does too. about an hour later, you feel emptiness on the other side of the bed, you get up and walk to emma's room, to find your twelve week old daughter, on her daddy's chest, as he tries to get as much sleep, but he hears your light footsteps, and wakes up, "oh my goodness, harry." you say laughing walking over to him, "what happened, why are you on the floor" you say, still laughing, "well, I came in because she was crying, and then her head felt warm, she started to cough, and then I was swaying with her she fell asleep, and well, I did too, what time is it" he says letting out a tired smile rubbing his eye with the hand that wasn't supporting emma's back, "it's four in the morning, babe" you say, very gently pulling emma off, setting her in the crib. "let's get to bed" harry says sitting up, hugging your waist, as he releases you, you walk out the door, too bed!
liam: (cough)
"what is that?" liam asks, picking up the baby monitor that was laying on the nightstand beside your bed. "it's sounds like she has a cough" as soon as you said those words, liam was up and out the door to tend to his baby girl. walking down a couple doors, making it to her nursery, "baby, it's okay." he says, as she coughs again, it upsets her and she starts to cry. "my poor girl, wanna come sleep with mummy and daddy for the night" he says whispering lightly in her ear, placing a kiss on her temple, "babe, we have a little guest." liam says carrying an alert taylor into the room.
"mmmm" you groan, tiredly, yawning sitting up, "come here, come to mommy" you say, taking her from liams arms. you kissing her forhead, as she coughs, you and liam can't help but chuckle at how cute it sounds. "I'll go get some medicine from downstairs" liam says, after liam comes back, he gives taylor her medicine, you soon both drift off, taylor in liam's arms.
niall: (stuffed nose)
you and niall were both sitting on the couch, niall had his legs up, and kaiden was laying in his lap, squirming and smiling, you were leaning against niall, as kaiden began to sniffle silently, "aww, what was that little guy, you have a stuffy nose."
you say, in a baby tone. kaiden then sneezes twice, "woah" you say, looking down at kaiden, you quickly give him some medicine, that kicks in and his nose starts to clear up, quickley, and he stops sneezing.
you and niall put him down to nap, and went to cuddle... 'cuddle' (;
louis: (high fever, bad flu)
"I'll get him don't worry." louis says, kissing your neck. "I love you" he says. "i love you, too." you say groggily. he walks into landon's nursery and takes him out, recealing a wide awake, "nice to see you too, bud." louis says. louis sees that landon looks a little warm, he puts his hand on landon's forhead, and moving it slowly down to his cheek, "you're a little warm body" he says, in a concerned voice. "let's go see mummy" he says, walking into your bedroom. "hey, babe. i think he's getting a fever." louis says. "why." you ask. "he's really warm." louis says laying him on the bed. "can you get the thermometer for me, baby" you ask, "of course!" he responds. a few minutes later louis returns with a baby thermometer, you put it under landon's arm for about a minute, it beeps '101.2' it reads, "should i call me mum" louis asks, "yeah" you say.
zayn:
(part one severe respitory infection)
You woke up in the middle of the night, to check on braelynn, she has had a small fever for the past few days, no sign of anything serious, but just to be on the safe side, you and zayn had both been taking turns checking on her three times each night. you were at her crib side, and stuck your arm in, gently laying a hand on her tiny, delicate, forhead. she felt extra warm, you were quite worried and decided to take her temperature, '106.4', at this point you were extremly worried, and had to wake up zayn, "zayn, babe, zayn" you whisper, lightly nudging him with the hand that you weren't using to carry braelynn. "hmm, w-what is it" he says very groggy and raspy. "brae, her fever is really high, 106.4, they say if it's anything above 103.2, you should go to the hospital, zayn, I'm getting worried." you say, on the virge of tears. and with those word he sat up, and took braelynn out of your hand, gently kissing her and rocking her. "it's gonna be okay, just put on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt and let's go, I'll get the baby in the carseat". so many senarios were beginning to pop up into your head, but you were mainly focused on braelynn. you took no time at all to get ready, neither did zayn, you both were on your way to the hospital, already spottimg paparazzi, this was obviously only adding fuel to the fire. upon your arrival at the hospital, they diagnosed baby brae, with an upper respitory infection, they told you and zayn the medocation she was put on should cure it within the next few days.
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(A/N)
oh, no! poor little braelynn! :(
sorry niall's was so short and stupid!
so I now have about 11.6k reads.
I feel kinda bad for only being able to type out a shitty little note to thank you guys.
Just know that if I could, I would hug everysingle one of you, 'cause I love you guys, so fucking much.
You're beautifully perfect, In every way there is to be beautifully perefect.
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