We All Fall Down, a One Direction sickfic story

Chapter three, pain and accidents.

Zayn retrieved the bottle from the cupboard and flipped the jug on in the kitchen. Then He sat at the bench and waited for the water to finish boiling.
When it finally did Zayn filled up the bottle and went and placed it on his son's belly.

Louis thought he was done after fifteen minutes on the toilet and cleaned himself. He threw the tissue down the toilet and it made him feel sick.
He really wanted to be home right then.
He flushed the toilet and scrubbed at his hands with soapy water for a few minutes before leaving the bathroom, holding his twisting stomach protectively.
The teacher he'd run out on was standing outside and her voice made him jump.

"You ran off Louis. Someone saw you go in there. Are you alright?"
Louis shook his head tearfully.

"It's okay, I didn't think you were when you ran off like that. It was very unlike you. I've got your bag, would you like me to walk with you to the nurse's office?"
Louis just nodded, feeling awful. They started walking there bit about half way there Louis lurched forward. The teacher stopped and rubbed the poor boys back. 

Louis tried to swallow it back, his throat protesting against the burning acids.

"Don't worry Louis, we'll clean it all up. Nobody's looking, it's okay." His teacher tried keeping him calm but it didn't help even a little bit.
It was lunch time, people were everywhere and they most definitely were looking. Firstly, because he walking around with a teacher, and secondly because he was shaking and doubled over like he was about to be sick.
Maybe because he was.

There was no holding it back the next time his dinner shot up his throat and he squeezed his eyes shut and tried ever so hard to just disappear. His stomach felt incredibly achy and empty, he'd thought he'd gotten everything out before in the bathroom but apparently not.

"Are you done?" His teacher asked gently. Louis nodded tiredly. He wanted to hide, duck into his Dad's side and just make everyone stop looking at him.
"Come on then kiddo, let's get you away from all these people." His teacher smiled sympathetically and lead him away from the puddle in the middle of the floor.
The teacher led Louis to the school nurse. Louis felt a bad cramp and held his stomach in pain.  He hoped he wouldn't go the other end, he felt so ill.

Harry woke up whining in pain. Luckily he didn't feel nauseous or sick but was in so much pain.
He thought about calling out to his dad but his throat was already so torn up, he doubted much sound would come out anyway so instead he just resorted to wriggling about and making pained noises as he clutched onto his sick tummy.

The house phone rang and Zayn answered it, cursing that it was the twin's school.
"What has he done?" He mumbled to himself.

Harry cried he was in so much pain.

Zayn shot a look down the hall, swearing he'd heard crying. Damn it, he needed to get to Harry but the phone was keeping him in the kitchen. If Louis hadn't been so selfish and-

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but Louis needs picking up."

Zayn glanced at his watch.

"It's only quarter past two. What has he done?"

"Oh no, it's nothing like that sir, the only things he's done is cry since he got here. I'm calling from the sickbay, Louis was just brought in here by his teacher."
"He's probably just messing with ya." Zayn sighed.
"I can assure you Sir that he's sick. Mrs Willa can tell you the details if you'd like but you need to come to the school."

Zayn's breath caught in his throat. "What h-happened?" He choked, feeling his own face pale.
He hadn't even thought that maybe Louis wasn't kidding around this time.