1D sickfics

He loses his voice: Niall

Okay here's the next one in the series.

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Your p.o.v.

I was backstage of the One Direction interview on Sugarscape, watching the boys on a small t.v. that they had set up, with a permanent wince on my face.

Niall had caught a cold a few days ago and had been feeling pretty bad. He had a really bad cough and a site throat, so this interview was going a little rough for him.

"So Niall, you're taken correct?" the interviewer asked.

"Yeah, y/n's backstage," Niall said quietly so as to not hurt his throat more.

"You're not sounding too good. Need some water?" the interviewer noticed his voice.

"I've got some thanks. Just got a bit of a cold," Niall said, his voice rough. He forced a small laugh, which turned into a coughing fit.

"Poor kids miserable," Louis smiled sadly, putting his arm around my boy.

I could see Niall visibly relax into Louis a bit, laying his head on his shoulder. Thanks Louis.

"Favorite song on the album?" she asked everyone.

"Happily," Harry started.

"Better than words," Liam answered.

"Little white lies," Zayn replied.

"Strong," Louis said next.

"Don't forget where you belong," Niall rasped, his voice sounding rough and painful. I winced, feeling bad for the poor thing. The interviewer pouted at him as well.

"Best part of performing?" She asked next.

"The rush," Harry said.

"Having fun," Liam answered.

"Everything," Zayn smiled.

"Singing," Louis said lamely.

"The fa-ans," Niall said next, his voice cracking horribly. The interviewer just sort of looked at him awkwardly. Niall mouthed 'sorry'.

Oh Nialler. I bet he lost his voice completely. My suspicions were confirmed when Louis whispered something to Niall, who nodded, then Louis sort of sideways hugged him.

The interview seemed to drag on after that, since I usually watch Niall, and he was just sitting there with his head on louis' shoulder. Finally it ended, and he walked off the stage and straight into my arms.

"It's okay baby, we get to go home now," I whispered in his ear before leading him out of the room.

"I'm gonna get this poor thing home," I called over my shoulder as we left.

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Ugh my friend wants me to go running with her. I don't wanna!!!