5sos sickfics book 2

entry 3

Meet Luke. The friendly tall guy. He would be friendly at this moment if what he thought was the "flu" had taken over him. No he's not dying. But the flu seems to have luke wasted and been in bed for 3 days. "Luke why Have you been in bed for such a long time? Are you ok?" Calum asked coming into the room. "Hmm yeah I'm fine don't worry about me. Nothing to worry about" luke told a lie. Yes. You would have thought that a guy like luke would Have just admitted to the fact that he was sick. But no, luke wanted to hide all the evidence that he was sick. He wanted nobody to find out. "Ok well just make sure you tell me if you feel ill or something" calum said leaving the room. Luke sighed. He really did feel wasted and like shit, but he kept himself alive. He told his brain to sit up. His brain had switched off and he really didn't want to sit up but he heaved himself to sit up. He rubbed his head and went to the bathroom, intensely looking through the cupboards to find the paracetamol. He made a mess but decided to clear up later, or even better, just let the others do it for him. "Luke! We gotta get going hurry up!" Ashton shouted upstairs.

Luke looked at the clock. Lunch time. What? Surely it mustn't be time to get going?

"Luke we have to leave now it takes a long time to get there" Michael said.

"Oh no, a long car journey, no way can I sit 7 hours travelling! I'll throw up!" Luke thought to himself. He got dressed quickly and rushed downstairs. He knelt down as he felt a wave of nausea take over him. He headed to the sofa and Michael plopped down on him. "Hey luke have you seen my lucky socks?"

"Hmm nope. Not seen any lucky socks, definitely not. Nope sorry. What do they look like?" Luke said and rubbed his stomach under his jacket so he didn't give away the fact that he was sick.

"Well duh they are socks!" Michael shouted and stormed off, slamming the door behind him, making luke rub his head. "Well damn that went well" luke laid down on the sofa pulling numerous amounts of blankets over his head, despite the fact he was burning. "Luke get up now" Ashton dragged luke to the door not even giving him a chance to get up. "Can I at least get some water?" Luke said but he was already outside and the cold air got to his face making him shiver. There luke sat in the car. So not prepared for the long 4 hour journey.

SKIP TO AT THE VENUE~

"LUKE! LUKE! Wake up!" Luke woke up to the boys screaming in his face. Luke sat up and stretched his arms. "You missed rehearsal. We have to go straight to the show"

Ashton said. Luke groaned and internally cramped. The boys dragged him up and Michael put his guitar around him.

Luke began slowly walking to the stage. Ashton hit him with his drumstick and he speeded up. Luke said the usual entrance of the tour and they began to perform the cover of Viva la vida by coldplay.

Luke began to sing but he felt really dizzy. He hiccuped he prayed to god that he would be okay but that wasn't the case. Luke instantly ran off stage and left the fans screaming.

"Oh luke" Ashton muttered to himself. He ran after him and slapped him on the shoulder. "Luke! You can't hide being sick!" Ashton half shouted. "I'm sorry" Luke said but Ashton shook his head. "I don't accept your apology just yet. You did this on a purpose so you could ruin the show"

Michael and calum soon joined and Ashton told them the situation.

Now luke really does hate faking sick. Here's a lesson in life. NEVER fake sick because it results in your friends not talking to you