#143 = He's sick

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Niall was wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket on the counter. He had used tissues sprawled around him and empty packets of food. He laid his head on your lap as you massaged his hair. A movie marathon was planned today to be a distraction for him.

He moved around uncomfortable until he snuggled you under the blankets with him. Your hands kept running through his hair and he eventually fell asleep with his head on your shoulder.

Poor Niall. But you were going to be there when he needed you. Even if that meant staying by his side until he woke up.

~ NouisHoransons_child

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