One direction sick fics

Sick fic for S28667

Zayn sick

Zayn rolled over for what felt like the hundreth time that night. He just could not find a comfotable position no matter what he did. Not to mention, the tour bus was TOO DAMN HOT! His tiny bunk felt too cramped and he was developing a dull ache behind his eyes from lack of sleep...or so he hoped.

3:25 a.m. He groaned knowing that him and the other boys had to be up in 3 hours for an interveiw...then a foto shoot and finally a concert. He knew it would be a looong day.

Finding it futile to lay in his bunk, Zayn moved to the front of the bus where he could lay on the couch. He was soley in his boxers just trying to cool himself off.

Liam woke up at 6:20 knowing he had to get the other boys up soon. He went to the front of the bus to find something to drink. On his way up he realized that his feet were freezing and he was developing goosebumps on his arms and legs. Did someone turn on the AC? He thought to himself, before spying Zayn half naked on the couch.

He went over to gently shake the boy awake.

"Hey, Zayn, wake up"

The other boy only groaned and turned away from Liam.

"Whaaat?" he mumbled.

"It's time to get up" Liam said softly. "And aren't you freezing?"

Zayn shook his head and slowly sat up, imediatly regretting it. His stomach was twisted in a knot and his head hurt worse than before.

"You ok?" Liam asked noticing how Zayn winced in pain when he sat up.

"Yeah, I just didn't sleep well. I'm just tired." Zayn lied knowing he was sick.

While heading toward the bunks Harry was chasing Niall and accidently knocked into Zayn, jolting his already nausous stomach.

"Sorry!!" Harry yelled way too loud for his pounding headache. Louis came out not far after and saw Zayn with his arm protectivly wrapped around his sore stomach.

"What's wrong mate?" Louis questioned softly so the other boys wouldn't hear.

"Nothing, I'm fine, Harry just hit me that's all"

"Okaaay" Louis answered skeptically. He knew Zayn was lying to him. He had clearly seen Harry hit Zayn in the shoulder, but Louis dropped the subject anyways. If there was something wrong with Zayn he would tell them right?

When Zayn was finally alone in the bunk room, he let out a small wimper while bending over to clutch his stomach. this could not be worse. He thought, remembering their busy day.

Deciding that he would rather just be comfortable during the interveiw, and realizing that he was suddenly freezing, he dressed in overly large sweatpants and a hoodie. He put a beanie on so he didn't have to deal with his hair.

Just then Niall walked toward him. "Laim's making breakfast. Whatdoya want?" Niall seemed to be buzzing with energy...as usual.

"Um, I'll just have some toast" Zayn knew he had to eat or else the boys would be suspicious, but he didn't want to have anything that would upset his stomach too much.

Niall gave him a strange look before running out to tell Liam.

Zayn slowly made his way back to the front of the bus and sat down with the other boys. Liam set his plate down in front of him. Just the sight of all the food on the table made his stomach churn uneasily. nonetheless he picked up the toast and nibbled on the corner, forcing himself to swallow the small bite.

The other boys inhaled their food and only noticed Zayn had barely eaten when they were done.

"Zayn, why haven't you touched your food?" Louis asked, immedeatly becoming worried.

"Not that hungry" he grumbled back.

When the other boys left, Zayn got up to go over to Liam, arm wrapped tightly around his stomach, tears threatening to spill. He could feel the small amount of toast he choked down sloshing around. He just had to tell someone he was feeling so poorly.

"Li?" His voice cracked, "Do you have any a-asprin?" A tear escaped his eye.

Liam turned to face Zayn and sighed, "Yeah, why?"

"I-I don't f-feel good"

"I can give you some asprin, but you still have to come with us. We just have a really busy day...sorry mate" Liam's coldness made more tears slip from his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away.

"Yeah, I know" Zayn answered shakily.

He downed the asprin and the boys went out to the van that would be taking them to the interveiw. Zayn fell asleep on Louis' shoulder as soon as the van started moving.

"Do you think Zayn is ok?" Louis whispered to Liam.

"He's fine, he's just trying to get out of all the work we have today by pretending to be sick."

"No...Li look at him"

Liam looked at Zayn and noticed his pale complextions. There was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead and his eyes had black rings under them. Even in his sleep Zayn had his arm around his stomach.

"He definitely has a fever" Louis noted, with his hand resting on Zayn's forehead. Zayn leaned into the touch and moaned. His eyes barely fluttered open

"Lou?" he mumbled while shifting to Louis' lap to ease the ache in his stomach. "Mm belly hurts"

"Do you feel like you're going to throw up?" Louis questioned softly.

Zayn nodded then gagged into his fist.

"Oh shit now!?!?" Louis began to panic, but luckily Liam was already telling their driver to pull over.

It was too late. Zayn, who lacked the energy to sit up, rolled over and heave the contents of his stomach onto the floor of the van.

Louis quickly helped Zayn up and out onto the side of the road before another round of sick came shooting out of his mouth. Zayn collapsed to his knees while he continued being sick.

"Louis" he sobbed before he threw up again.

Louis knelt right beside him and rubbed Zayn's back, trying to ease his friend's pain.

Zayn stopped throwing up, but he continued to dry heave between sobs.

"Zayn, shh calm down" Louis started. "Just try to breathe"

Zayn gagged again and a small amount of bile appeared. He went slack and fell against Louis.

"Are you all done?"

Zayn nodded weakly.

"Want to go back to the bus?"

"Y-yes" he stammered.

By this time Niall and Harry had woken up and Liam had explained that they are cancelling their plans for the day and are taking Zayn back.

Louis sat in the back with Zayn's head rested in his lap and a sick bucket on the floor just incase. Louis ran his hand through Zayn's hair checking for a fever which was still there and most likely worse than before. Louis was worried about him and mad at Liam for ever making him leave the bus.

The boys took Zayn back and got him situated in the front of the bus on the couch.

"Louissss" Zayn cried in his half delerious state. "Come and cuddle with me"

So Louis layed down behind Zayn with his hand placed on his sore stomach and began to rub it softly. Zayne slipped into a well needed sleep.

Zayn had a bad case of the stomach flu and he was sick for a few days. by the end of the week he was feeling much better thanks to the boys...and especially thanks to louis ;)

A/N ok so this is my first sickfic ever and I hope you enjoy it :)

and sorry for any mistakes, i did my best with spelling