Ashton went out and brought you some chocolate, when he came home you were on the couch in an oversized hoodie and leggings, with a blanket wrapped around you. You had a cold and felt like death, it was Ashton’s day off and you weren’t meant to be spending the day having fun. You told him to meet up with the guys and go do something but he wasn’t having any of it. He grabbed your favourite disney movies and he snuggled with you on the couch watching them. He didn’t care if he got sick, he cared about you and wanted to make you feel better.
Calum had a restless night because you had been coughing and sneezing. You ended up going downstairs and crashing on the couch so you didn’t disturb him too much but he still heard you. He came downstairs in the morning looking rough “I’m sorry I kept you up” you said before sneezing again. “Aww sweetie it’s okay you can’t help being sick” he said walking into the kitchen. He was in there for a few minutes before he came back and placed a cup of tea and a plate of toast down on the table. “If there is anything you need, let me know. Today I’m at your service” he said. You smiled “thank you” you picked up the cup of tea and had a sip.
Luke made you breakfast in bed because he knew you were ill, you were stubborn and he knew you wouldn’t eat anything unless he made you. He brought you some toast with jam, a cup of tea and a glass of orange juice. He sat down on the bed beside you “you need to eat, you need to build your strength plus it’s important to stay hydrated” he smiled. You nodded and finished everything that was on the plate, then you snuggled back down into bed and Luke left you to get some rest, but that didn’t stop him checking in on you.
Michael layed down in bed next to you, and wrapped his arm around you. He didn’t care if he got sick, he was on tour most of the time which meant he picked up numerous colds anyway so this didn’t bother him. You were snuggled up tight in bed, complaining about your migraine. He gave you some painkillers and snuggled up next to you holding you tight. His hugs always had a way of making you feel much better, so he hoped it would work this time too.
