One Direction Sickfics

Pulmonary Embolism (Louis Centric)

Just a quick note (more at the end)- sorry for all the time changes but this comes and goes so I kinda had too. Sorry again! xx

Louis P.O.V

I wake up again at 4 in the morning with sharp pains running through my chest and shortness of breath. I walk into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, I don't look pale or anything, i decide to take some heartburn medicine and see whether that helps at all. I don't want to worry Niall because he is so protective and happy that I don't want to rain on his parade. I love Niall to bits so I'm only trying to protect him. I go back into bed and see how I feel in the morning.

(MORNING)

I wake up to the smell of pancakes wafting through the house. Niall must be up, I chuckled to myself, i seriously need to be as positive as that guy. I go into the bathroom to freshen up and start getting into a coughing fit, I try to keep it quiet so Niall doesn't start fretting and then keeps me on the couch all afternoon. I feel something come up my throat, i thought it was going to be mucus however when I looked down i saw that it was red. Blood. I quickly wash it away and go and see Niall.

(time skip to later that day at rehearsals)

I feel even worse than i did this morning and that's been going on for about a month but we've been so busy that I haven't had a chance to see the doctor. I'll talk to Paul later maybe if he's available but then I feel so tired with it that I just want to crawl underneath the covers and sleep. However in these circumstances I still manage to keep on top of things but I just say I'm tired. I'm the oldest you see so I feel that I have to be the one to keep an eye on the others almost like the older brother because Liam is the dad of the group really. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom again and I repeat the same process that happened this morning and the chest pain was even worse than before, I just wanted to scream out and have a Niall hug and be snuggled up on that sofa and yet here I am in the toilets, backstage at a stadium not having an idea what is going on inside my body.

(time skip to that evening after the concert in the hotel room)

I cannot fall asleep. Niall is snoring and he hasn't noticed anything all day which is good. But I really need help now. My chest is making it hard to breath and i feel a sharp pain every time I breath. I also feel really dizzy, like I'm gonna pass out. I pull my phone out and decide to call Zayn, he'll know a good tip to help me sleep. Surprisingly he picks up, but I have to make my voice sound normal because I don't want to show the pain.

"Lou- what do you want, its like 2 in the morning mate"

"Er- yeh I just couldn't sleep and wondered how I could get back to sleep because i want to be awake for the concert."

"A good tip to try is by sticking your headphones in and listening to music or reading things on your phone or a book is better, trust me mate, that's how I sleep so long."

I laughed and thanked him and then ended the call and sighed. None of those things were gonna help for someone who feels like hell. I feel the urge to cough again and I have to creep to the bathroom so Niall cant hear.

As I'm standing in front of the mirror a wave of dizziness washes over me and i feel myself crashing to the floor and the world goes black.

Niall P.O.V

I wake up and hear Lou coughing in the background and wait for him to come back from the toilet to see what's been wrong with him all day. I know somethings wrong with him but he wont tell me because hes stubborn. I'm drawn out of my thoughts by a thud coming from the bathroom.

"Lou? Lou, you alright in there?" I call out.

When he doesn't answer I go straight to the bathroom and barge into the door, knocking it down in the process. What i see there will never be forgotten. Louis was laying there on the floor with a trickle of red dribbling down his cheek and dropping onto his shirt. I immediately crash to the floor and start to cry, trying to think what to do and then I remember from somewhere to check his pulse and call for an ambulance. When i feel his breath tickle my ears I sigh in relief and then I call for an ambulance to meet us out the front of the hotel. I'll call Paul and the others when I get there.

The ambulance team are quick to load him up and take him from my arms. They said that I could ride with him. Whilst we're in the ambulance they start asking me questions about what I knew, when I listed some of the things I knew he shouted through to the front for them to go faster. My heart started racing but I had to keep strong for Louis.

As soon as we arrived Louis was taken to resus through a set of double doors and then told me t wait in the reception but I had to go up to the desk and ask them whether we could have a room because of fans and things and she led me to the relatives room where i could wait.

I phoned Liam and told him everything. He told e to stay calm and they would be there in around 15 minutes with Paul too.

My mind starts racing about all the things that could happen and suddenly I feel as though I'm in the middle of a panic attack, so much so that I don't hear the door open and the rush of footsteps.

(Zayn P.O.V)

When Liam comes off the phone from talking to Niall and he tells us what's going on we all run straight to the van. I'm worried about Louis, but I am worried about Niall because Louis is like his lifeline and I don't know how well he is going to cope about the whole situation.

We reach the hospital and all rush in looking for Niall, when the woman saw us in reception she directed us in the direction of the room where Niall was. When we walk in I see him in the middle of one of his panic attacks and I rush straight to him so that I can calm him down as he seems to settle better with me or Lou.

"Niall, listen to me, Louis is going to be fine ok, look you have all of us and we wont let anything, absolutely nothing, happen to Louis." I say whilst smiling sadly at Liam, pulling Niall in for a hug. Many sobs later Niall is starting to calm down in my arms.

Suddenly the doctor comes in, we all stand up and he takes us to his office.

"Louis is a very lucky man that he came here when he did otherwise it could have been even worse than it is. First of all I would like to say that he will make a full recovery. Louis has been suffering with a pulmonary embolism for around a month now. Unfortunately the symptoms are common to many common illnesses. A pulmonary embolism is a blockage in the pulmonary artery, the blood vessel that carries blood from the heart to the lungs. This is caused by a blood clot travelling up from one of the deep veins in your leg to the heart and lungs. We are going to treat this by anticoagulant medicines which stop the blood clot from getting any bigger and decreases the risk of other clots forming. We will have to give injections like this too. We will prescribe warfarin for several months. Louis will also need regular blood tests to check that the warfarin dosage is right. He will also need to make lifestyle changes such as stopping smoking to reduce the risk of another one. He is ready for visitors in room 313".

We all thank the doctor and go to his room where he is lying on the bed looking very tired but still happy to see us. Niall runs right in and engulfs him in a hug.

(No P.O.V)

After many cute remarks between Niall and Louis and apologies Louis is ready to start his treatment and should recover in 2 months so One Direction have paused the tour until Louis feels ready and the doctors say he can.

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A/N SO sorry for not updating and I REALLY enjoyed this prompt and i think this was the longest fic I have written. PLEASE SEND PROMPTS!!!!

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