Sickfics..

sick reecey // nhc

you could see this as a kinda prequel to the last one but idk just see it as you like lmao
i just really like the beginning so i wanted to finish sorry if the end is rubbish.
also sorry if this is not accurate but i actually did my research.
enjoy♥️

it was a rainy wednesday afternoon and the boys of new
hope club were on the golf course packing their stuff, cause it just started raining. duh.
they strolled with the trolly back to the entrance of the course were george called his dad to come get them.

george's pov

"but dad we're soaki-... yeah i know.. okay we'll wait.. what? twenty, yea okay. thanks anyway. bye, love you." i hung up grumbling.
"twenty minutes lads we can get a drink inside and warm up. hot chocolate on me."
"aw thankyou george" blake bumped my shoulder, in a friendly way.
we opened the door and walked in, there were a few people.
"hi mary, how are you? 3 hot coco's please." i asked mary, the barista and also a friend of my parents. everyone here was basically like family cause they're all friends of my parents. we come here at least once a week.
"hi george! hi blake and reece. i'm very well thankyou. and you?" she said in her lovely, old lady, high pitched voice. it's nice tho, really.
"well we're soaked but other than that we're fine. starting tour in two weeks."
"exciting times! 3 hot coco's it is."
we went to sit at a table when i noticed something off about reece, it seemed like he was daydreaming. i noticed it before and made a mental note to ask later. later is now.
"reece you good? you're quite quiet today?" i asked clearly snapping him out of his thoughts. blake looked up from his phone and also looked at reece.
"i-.. i'm fine. thanks guys but really, it's nothing." he said with a bit of a disordered face.
"if you say so" blake said going back in his phone, replying to fans.
i could hear something rumbling vaguely but thought nothing of it as there were more people in here.
"3 times hot coco boys. enjoy your drinks!" mary said putting the tray on table.
i grabbed mine and put reece's and blake's in front of them.
reece immediately grabbed his and put his hands around it and just now i realized he's shivering. and again the rumbling.
"cold much, reece?" i asked him rubbing my hand over his arm.
he nodded and i offered him my jacket. he gratefully took it.
"oh guys, this girl says we still have to change the age thingy on musically, or tick tock as it's called now. how could we forgot." blake pointed out. i went on my phone and changed it to 18-20 as reece recently turned 20
"we should film some covers for musically maybe this week?" reece requested. blake and i nodded. sounds like a plan.
we drank our coco's and chatted a bit before the rumbling became louder, and now i heart were it came from. seeing blake's face he noticed too.
"if you want something to eat you can get some at the bar." blake raised a brow. i don't actually think that's what it is. reece looked scared and embarrassed.
"it's upset init?" i asked softly only for us 3 to hear.
reece nodded sadly putting his hand on his belly.
"i don't know what is wrong with it but i won't seem to settle. i hasn't all day."
"i think we have some pepto at the house, i'll text my mum."
he smiled still rubbing his stomach.
"is it only rumbling or is it aching? did you maybe eat something wrong?" blake asked worried.
reece shrugged. "it hurtst a bit only when i push on it yaknow but no, not something i haven't had before."
blake shrugged. "maybe you just need the loo."
"i kinda do actually.." reece
said while drinking the last bit of his coco.
"mum says we have some pepto but if you just need the loo you should try that first when we get home."
i said while locking my phone.
blake and i drank our coco and my dad actually came walking in that moment.
we got in the car, drove home. and now we're home. how quick.

when we arrived reece basically ran to the loo, the poor lad was complaining the entire ride about 'having to go really bad'.
blake and i went inside. blake went in the shower and i went in search for the pepto.
"dad do we happen to have any pepto?" i asked looking through cabinets not finding it anywhere.
"upstairs probably in the bathroom. i'm gonna head out again okay? bye george. tell reece to feel better." dad said.
"bye dad will do, see you at dinner."
the front door closed shut and i ran upstairs past the loo stopping a sec.
"reece? do you think you need any pepto?" i asked, listening.
i heart groaning and i'll spare the details.
"yeah" he moaned back.
poor lad, wonder whats gotten him this way.
stopping in front of the bathroom door i forgot blake was showering.
physical face palm.
i waited a few decided to quickly change into some comfy and dry clothes. the i heart the shower being turned off.
"blake? can i come in, just put a towel on."
the door unlocked and i went in looking through the cabinets finding the thing i was looking for.
"hows he? still not better after the toilet?" blake asked drying his hair (with a second towel)
"he still hasn't come off to be honest. wonder what has gotten into him."
"probably some sort of virus.." blake mumbled before i closed the door.
i ran down the stairs to see the toilet door indeed still locked.
some not pleasant noises came from behind and worry was creeping into me. we didn't actually have something this week but reece also wasn't really able to go home cause his family was on holiday. and the 4 hour long train ride. nope, not possible.
luckily he could just stay here and we can make him feel like home.
the flushing of the toilet brought me out of my thoughts and i realised i was stood in front of the door and i didn't really want a door in my face. i stepped back and reece emerged looking all kinds of awful.
"mate.. i feel so sorry for you.. are you feeling at least a bit better?"
i asked while also feeling his forehead for some sort of light fever. there definitely was a warm touch.
"it was kind of relieving but my stomach is still a mess. dunno what i did with it.. and yeah i think i have a slight fever." he whined a little.
his cheeks were all red and his eyes were a little puffy. the sweat was dripping and the rest of his face was slightly paler than normal. the poor boy had obviously caught some sort of bug. i felt for him.
"go lay down. i'll get a thermometer and some ice. i have pepto here so if you want you can take the given prescription. it's on the label."
i gave him the bottle and walked him to the couch a little. blake came walking down and went to sit with reece and let him lean on him.
i went to the kitchen to get some ice. i brought it up to them and asked them to wait with putting it on until i had taken his temperature.
a while later i came back with the thermometer and put it in reece's mouth. "cold..." he whined.
"are you hot?" blake asked and reece nodded.
"hang in there buddy, just a.. few seconds" the thingy beeped and i looked at the screen. " 39.1 degrees.." (thats 102.3 F)
i put the ice on his forehead and he closed his eyes.
"you can sleep if you want to"
and with that reece fell asleep like a light.