5SOS Short Stories/Preferences

Preference #3

He's sick

Luke:

You wake up to the sound of wrenching coming from the bathroom. It sounded awful it made your stomach flip, that's when you noticed your boyfriend Luke wasn't beside you like he always is. You look at the clock; it was 3:58 AM. You pulled yourself out of bed, going to the bathroom door and you knocked on it lightly poking your head inside seeing your beloved boyfriend hunched over the toilet.

"Babe?" You said softly going to kneel next to him, rubbing circles on his back. His hair was stuck to his sweaty forehead.

"Go back to bed... I'm fine." He croaked throwing up a bit more.

"No your not! I'm gonna take care of you, Alright." you state.

"I-" He tried to protest.

"No! You're not fine." You stood up and got the thermometer, putting it under his arm. It beeped seconds later; you pulled it out and looked at it.

"Luke Hemmings!" You gasped "Bed. Now!" you snap.

"But-"

"No buts mister, you've stopped throwing up now get your ass to bed." You put your hands on your hips. Luke sighed

"I can't be that sick." He mumbled pulling his weak body off the floor. You held his arm to steady his shaky body.

"Well, you are very sick, Healthy people aren't up at 4 in the morning throwing up." You state placing him gently into the bed. You kissed his forehead softly before cuddling next to him tiredly both of you falling a sleep.

Ashton:

You had been sick with the flu last week and now your poor boyfriend had caught your sickness. You felt so bad you hadn't let Ash out of bed all week, despite his protests.

"Babe?" You heard Ashton's weak call from the bathroom. Unluckily he had been vomiting the whole time he's been sick.

"I'm coming baby, Hold on!" You call from the kitchen, where you were making him soup. You rush to his side pulling his hair off his sweaty forehead. You drew circles on his back softly. Once he was done you cleaned him up and brought him to the couch in your living room. You were about to go back to the kitchen when Ash sniffled, you thought he needed more tissues so you turned around to see Ash crying softly. "Baby, what's wrong?" You whispered sitting on the edge of the couch next to Ashton.

"I feel so bad for making you go crazy, I'm so sorry." He whimpered.

"Aww, Its fine baby, I love you and it was my fault, I haven't let you do anything babe." You made his soup and you both cuddled for the rest of the night.

Michael:

"You feel any better?" You ask entering Ashton's messy as hell bedroom.

"Mmmm." He grunted into his pillow.

"Mmmm, What kind of answer is that?" You laugh cuddling into bed with him.

"Erhmn namoe raopkh." His spoke into his pillow.

"I can't understand your pillow language." You laugh harder. He lifts head up.

"I still feel bleh." He said flopping back into his pillow.

"I can make you feel better." You whisper into his ear, Kissing his cheek and cuddling closer to him. You to fell asleep together and you ended up sicker than him a few days later.

Calum:

Calum was really drunk last night so he had a pretty bad hangover the next day. Being the amazing girlfriend you were you volunteered to take care of him. That was a HUGE mistake.

"Y/N Babe!!!..." He wined loudly from the couch. He hasn't moved from that spot all day... Except to vomit. "What now Calum!" I snapped at him getting pissed.

"Will you get-"

"Get off your lazy ass and do it yourself! If you were really sick then I would feel bad and get you stuff, You're fucking fine Cal do it yourself!" you stared to raise your voice.

"I-I was just gonna ask if you could get take-away.." He whispered making you feel bad.

"What do you want?..." you asked softly.

"Pizza or Chinese..." He mumbled.

"I'll get pizza... Okay?" You squirmed he just nodded. You two cuddled and watched movies and ate pizza all night after you apologized a billion and one times.