One Direction and Five Seconds of Summer Doctor Imagines and Sickfics

Imagine to Sharz_PunkRock

I woke up when the first sunrays entered my window and shined straight into my eyes. I hissed quietly and turned to the other side as it was Saturday and I wanted to get as much sleep as possible before starting school again. 

After a few moments, I opened my eyes and looked confusingly at the door. Something was keeping me from falling back to sleep. I sat up and immediately cried out quietly while grabbing my head with my hands. The dull ache that I had been feeling yesterday had turned into almost migraine-like pain. 

I hold my head while slowly standing up, making sure I wouldn't fall over and then walked to the bathroom. The floor tiles were cold so I just sat down, too dizzy to keep standing up.  Minutes passed and in the end, I was debating between taking some tablets and trying to keep sleeping or telling my older brother Ashton who is a doctor and would possibly take me to the clinic right away. 

I decided to just sleep it off because the constant worrying looks from the boys and the needles touching my body, didn't sound very appealing. 

It takes me more than ten minutes to stand up again and to not vomit into the toilet beside me. I took the box of Advil from the cabinet and just walked as slowly as possible back to bed to not upset my stomach or head. I snuggle into the covers, hoping that Ashton won't wake me up too soon.

..

"Mya. Mya. Mya." Ashton woke me up, shaking my body a little bit to get me to wake up. It almost made me cry out in pain but I managed somehow but up my act and just make my normal sleepy face.

"Why the hell are you up so early?" I ask into the pillow and Ashton just laughs.

"It's almost ten in the morning and the boys are coming over soon, girly. You need to get ready before we decide what we are going to do." Ashton told me while standing up, "I made breakfast, I will wait for you downstairs." He told and I swear I could hear some kind of suspicious tone in his voice.

I closed my eyes and let the tears slip when he left. It hurt to even move my head and I wasn't excited at all of getting up and running.

Somehow I still managed to get ready.

Ashton's POV:

It was clear that Mya was sick but some part of me wanted her to ask for help herself. She was old enough to do that and I had said it a thousand times before that she should tell me when she is not feeling well. It's understandable that she is not so interested in needles but it can be resolved and boys have always been there as a support factor. 

Just in case, I still called Calum. It took a few seconds for him to pick up the phone, but when he did, I could hear that they were already driving.

"Hey mate, what's up? We are almost at your house." Calum really happily answered and you could hear the laughter from the other boys. What did I do to deserve them?

"Hey, Calum. I was wondering maybe you could stop by the clinic for a second... I have a feeling that Mya is sick but she won't tell me and I just want to make sure she is okay. But I can't do it without the medical bag..." I pinched the bridge of my nose as I didn't really want to deal with all of it again with Mya. But it had to be done.

"Yeah, sure no problem." Calum just answered and the car was now dead quiet. His voice had turned dead serious because I almost never requested such thing. But I had seen how bad that girl was. 

"Thanks. Oh and one more thing, could you do it... you know discreetly? I don't want Mya to find out about it." I added not wanting her to freak out before we even can do anything. 

"Will do. See you in 20 then." Michael pinched in.

"See you," I just said and ended the call

Mya came down the stairs quicker than I expected but she looked really dead. I saw her trying to hide it but it didn't work really well. I set a piece of toast and orange juice in front of her, figuring it will work the best. She didn't say anything. Only ate a corner of her toast and then went to lay down on the couch to watch some movies. 

If she was trying to hide her condition from me, it wasn't working very well. She was more than obvious. But I just went with her lie and sat next to her, putting on Finding Dory. 

Boys arrived in half an hour and I could feel Mya shaking from fever when I stood up. I went to open the door and the boys happily came in, just as nothing has happened. They all sat down on different places, Michael taking my place as I stopped by the kitchen to grab some beers and water. 

We continued watching the movie, making a small talk in between. The boys kept sending me questioning looks, probably wondering what are we going to do with Mya. I never replied to them as I still wanted to wait a little bit. Maybe she will tell me... 

At some point, I could see her dosing off and I just gave Michael a go-ahead to feel Mya' forehead. 

I could see him flinch as soon as his palm adjusted to the temperature change and then he turned to me, horror in his eyes, "It's really high, Ashton. Luke, bring the bag!"

Mya's POV:

I didn't feel good at all and the little sleep I did manage to get, only made my situation worse. My head was pounding even more now and I actually felt as I was dying... I know I'm not but still... 

I opened my eyes slightly and the first thing I noticed was that all the noises and lights seemed hundred percent worse than they were before.. the second thing I noticed is that I was now completely lying down and the boys were frantically running around the room, trying to find or do something. Maybe I could help?

I started to situp, hissing slightly in pain when Calum turned around and saw me awake. In a second he was kneeling beside me, softly brushing the hair out of my face.

"Hey, sweetie... No, don't sit up.." he said quietly and pushed me down a little bit, then he turned around with sadness in his eyes, "Ashton, we need to do it now." He said to my brother in all seriousness and just completely ignored the fact that I still wanted to sit up. For some reason, it seemed better than laying down.

Ashton stops right beside my head and just looks at me for a second. "Babygirl, we need to put you to sleep. It's nothing bad but we are afraid that you will have a seizure and panic when you are awake and this is not good. Okay?"

I only nod slightly. I want to sleep. I don't even care. 

I can feel the needle being inserted into my arm and the cold medicine rushes around my body as I grew more and more sleepy by every passing second. I can see all the boys now in front of the couch and I faintly hear what they all are talking about before falling to sleep. 

"Ashton, It made affect her more than we know.."

"This one was really close but it will happen again and again and again. You can't avoid it."

"She needs to know."

"I know... I will tell her when-"

Ashton's POV:

I knew that the situation wasn't good for my sister but at the same time I didn't want to tell her that she has a condition that will affect her for the rest of her life. I knew that already before after I finished my medicine studies our parents told us and I kept giving her medicine in her food. But as she grows older, it gets worse every day. And today was one of the highest points it has ever been.

I sit next to my sleeping sister as the boys are doing different things around the house. I softly brush hair out of her face. I could feel that her high temperature was still there so I called out to Luke.

"Luke, could you bring me a thermometer?"

"One second," He just said and in a minute he was beside me again. 

I can feel my sister move in her sleep so I just hold her head a little bit. It is still almost in the danger zone so we just decide to give her another dose of medicine by the needle. She doesn't wake up which is exactly what we were going for and we can all calmly breath when the fever starts dropping as more time passes by.

A few hours later when its time for another needle, she wakes up and just looks me with a really confused look. 

"Sweetie, Luke will give you another needle to help you get better. Is it okay?" She nods and Luke does what he has done.

Later in that evening we just cuddled and watched movies while the next day we had some serious talking to do.