5 seconds of summer Preferences

#4: You are sick

Calum:

Calum and I had planned on going to the movies today but since I woke up with a terrible unexpected allergy we had to cancel our plans.

It was night time already and I was lying on my couch sneezing and coughing and blowing my nose, watching some depressing soap opera when I heard the doorbell. I wondered who could it be for a moment and got up to answer the door.

Calum was there, holding lots of bags on his hands and wearing a big smile on his face. As soon as he saw me, his smile faded.

"Wow, you look horrible" I laughed and ended up coughing.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, I figured that if you couldn't go to the movies, I could bring the movies to you" he smiled again.

"Now would you let me in?" I nodded and moved aside to let him come inside.

Minutes after, we were both lying on the couch, cuddling, wrapped in a fluffy blanket. We drank tea and Calum handed me tissues when I needed them as he stroke my hair and we watched one movie after another and I couldn't be happier to be sick.

Michael:

I open my eyes squinting them from the sudden brightness and whiteness of the room.

I was still on the hospital bed, needles and tubes emerging from my arms, connecting me to the beeping machines and plastic sacks of medicines. I turned my face to the left. He was still there, sitting in the same hard chair going through his phone with his face down.

"Michael?" I called him, my voice was raspy and low. His face shot up and he smiled.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"A couple of hours. How do you feel?" I shrugged.

"Better, I guess'' he stood up and walked closer to me, leaning in and kissing my forehead.

"I hate to see you like this" he whispered, sadness clearly showing in his voice. I closed my eyes as he rested his forehead in mine.

"But you are very brave, and I love you for that'' he continued, holding tightly my hand. I smiled and thanked because I always had him by my side, even in the sick and hard moments.

Luke:

Today I woke up with a strange feeling in my throat. I was making breakfast for Luke since he hadn't waken up yet when I heard light footsteps coming down the stairs. Then I felt two hands in my face, covering my eyes.

"Guess who it is" Luke said with his morning voice.

"Uk" I tried to say Luke but my voice was raspy and low.

"Babe, are you ok? I think you have a slight fever" He said placing a hand on my forehead.

"Oo" I tried to say 'no' but I think he understood. He walked to the stove and turned it off.

"I feel good, really" I sorbed through my nose. He ignored me.

"How about this Y/N? you go upstairs and rest a little while I go to the local drug store to buy you some syrup for sore throat and then I'll make some chicken soup for you later, yeah?" He said turning back to me.

"Fine" I nodded hugging him as he gave me a sweet kiss on the lips.

Ashton:

I've been all day puking my guts out. I was currently laying down in a fetal position waiting for Ashton in the living room when I then heard someone unlocking the front door.

"Baby, where are you-" He started to say but then he saw me and sat next to me.

"Ash, I don't feel good, I think I have the flu. Don't come near me please, or you can get sick also" I said, not turning to face him.

"Aww baby, I'm going to the drug store so they can give me some medicine or something; and I don't care princess, as long as you're healthy I don't care" He said giving me a kiss in the forehead and I slowly closed my eyes since I was very weak and I drifted into a deep sleep.