1D sickfics

He wakes you up: Liam

So my cranking out a bunch of stories thing didn't really work out too well, sorry.

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Your p.o.v.

"Y/n wake up," Liam said in a strained voice.

I immediately sat up and turned to Liam, who was sitting up, his arms wrapped around his torso.

"Oh babe," I said, sliding over to rub his back.

He leaned into my touch, sniffling as he tried not to cry, tried to be strong.

"I-I'm sorry," he croaked.

"Don't apologize for being sick love. Hey, Li, it's okay to cry," I told him.

He'd gone to bed with an upset stomach last night, so I had a feeling something like this would happen.

Suddenly he jumped out of my arms and ran to out bathroom.

"Shit," I cursed under my breath, sliding off the mattress and quickly following him.

I sighed when I saw that he'd closed the door. I heard gagging and retching coming from inside.

"Babe," I knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" I asked.

"Just go get me some water," his voice drifted quietly through the door.

"Okay," I sighed, knowing what he was doing.

Big, strong Liam just couldn't handle me seeing him in a state of weakness, so he sent me away to get him water.

I got a glass of water as well as some stomach relaxers, before heading back to our bedroom.

I could hear him crying. Damn Liam, why won't you let me help you?

After a few minutes I decided enough was enough. I grabbed the medicine and water, as well as some pillows and a blanket, and headed for the bathroom.

I didn't even knock this time. I just opened the door, and stepped in, shutting it behind me.

He was leaned against the wall, his knees pulled up to his chest, tears streaming down his pale face, his t-shirt coated in sweat. Sobs racked his sick body.

"Oh hun," I said softly, sitting next to him.

I wiped the tears off his cheeks with my thumb. Then I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and slipped it over his head.

"Take this," I instructed, handing him the pills and water.

He popped the pills into his mouth and shakily took a drink of water, before handing them back to me.

"You okay?" I asked finally.

He just shrugged. "Tired, don't feel good," he said, refusing to look at me.

I sat criss-cross, with the pillow in my lap, so Liam could sleep on it. It wasn't ideal, but he was to weak to walk back to the bed and I sure as hell can't carry him, so I didn't know what else to do.

"You can lay down love," I said.

He looked at me skeptically for a moment, before gently easing his head down into my lap. I covered his shaking body with the blanket.

"I-I'm sorry for being stupid about this, I just hate being sick," he said finally.

"I know, it's okay," I responding, ruffling his hair.

"Thanks for taking care of me," he said, his eyes closing.

"Anytime," I said back, smiling softly at him.

Then I leaned my head back against the bath rub and fell asleep on the bathroom floor.

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Sorry if that was bad. Please go read broken. Thanks!!