5SOS Sickfics

Ashton- Not-So-Friendly Flu

A request from Raine_Lor combined with an original of mine:

Request: Could you please write one where Ashton gets sick like with a bad headache and cough and sneeze or something on a day where they have a lot of stuff to do like a bunch of interviews and they don't believe him cause they think he just wants to get out of it cause he's tired so Ashton over exaggerates until like halfway through the day they do believe him and they take care of him for the next few days until he's better

Original: Ashton gets a flu the day of a meet and greet and isn't the nicest because of it

Let's see how this goes! THIS IS A COLLAB WITH MY WONDERFUL CO-WRITER JOEMCMASSIVE!! READ MY NEXT UPDATE BECAUSE THERE ARE A FEW THINGS IN THAT THAT I NEED Y'ALL TO KNOW!!

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The lads Of 5 Seconds Of Summer were in LA for like the 20 millionth time. They're in LA more often than Australia, I swear. They had recently released their third album (which we shall call 5SOS3 for reference because no-one knows what the hell they are going to call it) and were now doing their promo before they were going to tour the album. Today they had an interview with their favourite person in the whole world, Smallzy, and a meet and greet later that day, followed by a couple more interviews.

Ashton woke up that day not feeling as well as he would have hoped for such a busy day. His head was killing him, his throat didn't feel like it would let him talk very easily and his chest obviously wanted him to suffocate. Ashton groan as he woke up, praying that he didn't have to do anything with too much talking or social interaction that day. He pulled his phone off it's charger and opened it, opening the calendar app. Looking at his schedule he silently cursed at his management for making one of the busiest days that week be today.

Hoping that he might be able to ease the pain in his chest by sitting up, he did so. That did the complete opposite to what he hoped for and he ended up in a coughing fit. He sat there coughing until he was gasping for air. When he finally calmed down, he heard Calum yelling up the stairs, asking who was dying up there. He wanted to hide his illness but couldn't be bothered to do so, so just called croakily that he didn't feel great.

"Get over it Ashton! You're not a baby anymore. We have a busy day today, get your ass out of bed." Michael called up unsympathetically. Although he couldn't be seen, Ashton nodded sadly anyway, and climbed slowly out of bed. He grabbed some jeans and an All Time Low shirt before going through to have a shower. Maybe it will help.

About halfway through the shower, Ashton felt like he was going to sneeze. He did not want to sneeze. Not now, not ever. Sneezing was not fun. Sneezing was something Ashton did not want to do in the shower, he had shampoo in his hair as well, which he did not want to get into his eyes. But his body had other ideas. Ashton started sneezing and he couldn't seem to stop.

Ashton sneezed and sneezed and sneezed and sneezed. When he finally stopped sneezing, he had shampoo in his eyes and he had hit his head against the wall a total of six times, making his headache even worse than it already was. He heard someone shout a 'bless you' from outside, which he replied to with a strained 'thank you'. He finished washing off and got dressed, heading outside, where he is quickly pushed out of the bus by the other lads as they make their way to the first interview of the day with the lovely Smallzy.

On the journey, the boys- minus Ashton- were joking and laughing. Loudly. Which didn't help Ashton's headache. He wanted to ask them to be quiet but he had already been told to suck it up once. So he stayed quiet and just put up with the pain.