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Niall sat in his bed, eyes closed tightly and hand cupped over his mouth. You rubbed his back gently trying to calm him down. He'd woken up a bit ago with a stomachache but had since woken you up as well fearing he was about to be sick.
"Baby maybe we should had to the bathroom," you coxed throwing the covers off you and him. He grimaced and shook his head. Niall hated to be sick. You knew this. He wasn't sick often which just made when he was all the worse. "Nialler you can't just sit here and wait for it to pass," you told him. He shook his head again not opening his eyes or taking his hand away from his mouth. You sighed and ran your fingers through his hair. "I know you hate it babe but I hate seeing you so miserable." He opened his eyes looking over at you. His pretty blue eyes were dull and glassy. Your heart broke. "Oh baby," you cooed. He slowly took his hand away from his mouth gulping a little as he did.
"I feel awful," he told you his voice weak.
"I know sweetheart. You'll feel better once you throw up." He closed his eyes again but nodded. You stood up first going to his side of the bed and offering your hand to him. He took it and carefully stood up as well. You lead him into the bathroom where he knelt down in from of the toilet grabbing the sides of the bowl. You sat on the bathtub slowing running your fingers through his hair. You knew that was always a surefire way to calm him. His breathing was shallow and quick as he stared down at the water. "Did you go to bed feeling sick babe?" He shook his head.
"I felt fine when I went to bed," he explained not looking up. He coughed a few time and groaned. "I woke up and my stomach was a little upset. I got up and got some water," he stopped and gagged pausing for a minute to make sure nothing was going to happen. "I got up and got some water thinking that would help and it didn't." He paused again taking a deep breath. "That's when I started to feel nauseous so I just went back to bed and tried to lay down again. I think I had only been in bed for five minutes before I woke you up. I'm sorry I woke you up love," He told you sadly looking back slightly at you.
"Oh no baby, it's ok," you reassured him.
"Oh God, my stomach," he groaned clutching his stomach under his shirt. He'd started to sweat but you weren't sure if that was from stress or if he now had a fever.
"You've just got to get it over with babe." He groaned holding his stomach tightly. He gagged again spitting into the bowl. You ran your hand down his back as he started to shake. He hiccupped and gagging one last time before everything came up. "That's it baby," you cooed. He gagged and retched for several minutes before he seemed to be finished. He sighed and sat back flushing his dinner away.
"I'm ok," he sighed still holding his stomach.
"Let's go back to bed." He stood up slowly brushing his teeth quickly before following you back to bed. He crawled into bed and closed his eyes immediately. You got back into bed and Niall wasted no time cuddling into you resting his head in the crook of your neck. "You feel any better now?" you asked.
"Little bit," Niall told you. He was still feeling pretty sick but his stomach didn't hurt nearly as much as it did before. You kissed his forehead and noticed he felt a little warm but not too bad.
"Just wake me if you feel sick again bud." He just nodded. You sighed and closed your eyes as well. It didn't take long for sleep to find you both.
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One Direction Sickfics part 2
FanfictionA bunch of stories of our boys not feeling so well.