One direction imagines and prefrences

Niall imagine

You caught Niall's eye as he looked up from the tiny sofa on the moving tour bus. His eyes were slightly bloodshot and his face was incredibly pale. Dropping down your favourite book, you walked over to him with a glass of water and a pill.

"Ni, I think you should take this now. You're getting worse by the minute." Running a hand through his matted hair, you dropped the pill into his palm. Niall took his time and swallowed the medicine with water. Even in his condition, he still gave you a cute grin and played with your fingers.

"Can I get a kiss on the cheek? I'm sure I'll feel better after your kisses."

Despite his sweating, you took no time to plant two big kisses onto his cheek. Niall smiled but soon after curled up into a ball, holding himself. You felt horrible and wanted to make everything better. After a while, you went back to uneasy reading, while Ni fell asleep wearily.

Moments later, loud groan startled you making you look up. Niall was hunched over, clutching desperately at his stomach. His hair was drenched with sweat and his loose fitting tee stuck to his toned body. Right before you went to his aid, a tear rolled down his cheek.

"Oh Niall..." You felt helpless. Liam told the driver to stop the bus and you pressed a damp towel to your boyfriend's forehead. Niall's darkened blue eyes closed shut. "...I can handle i-it, tell him to keep driving." He panted but the bus had already stopped. The boys looked in deep concern as another tear sprung from his eye. You clenched your fists feeling helpless in helping your boyfriend.

"No... no I can't do this. It hurts...so bad." Gripping at his shirt, he sat down close to the tiny bathroom. Sitting against the wall beside him, you continued to press the towel onto his feverish body. "If you have to throw up, the toilet is right there, love." You reassured Niall, but he shook his head feebly.

"I don't... don't want to."

"But Ni, that's the only way you'll get everything out."

"Please... don't make me," He mumbled, slumping against your shoulder. Niall wrapped a safe arm around your waist. "Please."

Letting out a calm sigh, you pressed your lips softly to his neck. "I won't, don't worry."

"Cuddle with me."

Niall squeezed your hand. You let him lean on you for support as you both made your way to his designated bunk. After he settled down comfortably, you dashed to make a cup of tea and came back with it. "Thank you." His eyes smiled at you as he took a couple sips before setting it down.

Laying impossibly close next to him, warmth radiated around both of you as you heard his calming heartbeat. Safely tucked under his arms, you both fell into a needed, wonderful sleep.