Calum's P.O.V.
"Three hours until showtime," Paul yelled, his voice echoing throughout the tour bus, "I need everyone up and getting dressed!"
I sat up and stretched. I'd been awake for couple of hours now, ever since the sun started to rise, just waiting for someone else to wake up.
Ashton yawned, "Someone go wake the other boys."
"I did it yesterday," Michael said.
"I did it the day before," Luke said.
"Yea it's your turn Cal."
I got up and walked to the end of the bus and into the second bunk room. It smelled like shit, like puke and shit.
"You guys really need to clean up in here," I whispered to myself.
"Guys wake up, I yelled as I turned on the lights.
They groaned.
"I know it's early, but we have show at 7."
I heard a couple of soft sneezes.
"Bless you, bless you," I said, "Niall take some puffs of your inhaler, Zayn take your pills."
"They don't do anything," Zayn moaned, "I'm still puking and having diarrhea."
I shrugged and opened Harry's curtain.
"Close the curtain," Harry screamed.
"Sorry, I'm sorry."
I opened Louis's curtain, but he wasn't even there.
"Where's Louis?"
"Ask the bathroom that has swallowed him up twice now," Harry said like he was annoyed.
I went over and knocked on the bathroom door. The only response I got was the sound of Louis retching loudly and the splashing of his vomit hitting the toilet water.
"Yuck," I cringed, "What happened?"
"I don't know."
"Where's Liam," I asked, noticing the empty bunk.
"He's coughing up a lung, but decided to go and set up for the concert," Harry answered.
I opened Zayn's curtain, "Take your pills."
"No," Zayn pouted.
"You're older and you're acting immature."
"Niall isn''t even awake yet, but all of us are."
True. I went over and opened Niall's curtain. His eyelids were red and swollen, his nose was red, and I could hear his soft snores.
"Oh my god! What happened?!"
"What do you mean," Harry asked, getting up and walking over to me.
He started laughing and then grabbed his head, "Ow."
Zayn came over and smacked his cheek.
"What happened," Niall asked nervous and confused, "Did I miss the concert?"
Now Zayn and Harry were laughing and I was just in shock because of how sick Niall looked.
"You look terrible," I exclaimed.
"I feel worse," Niall groaned.
"I don't know about that," Zayn joked and then laughed.
"I'm sorry I'm ugly," Niall said, a tear falling down his cheek.
He started coughing harshly and seemed out of breath.
"Look you upset him Zayn," I exclaimed.
I got him his inhaler and he took a couple of puffs, Zayn and Harry still laughing at the poor sick mate. Niall coughed some more in between taking puffs. I felt bad.
"I'm-," he coughed into his fist.
The nasty coughs racked his small frame and when he tried to talk, nothing but a high-pitch whisper was heard. He put his hand over his throat and mained a pained face.Zayn and Harry laughed even more.
"Enough," I yelled, "I want you all in bed by the time I come back with Paul!"
I walked out and went to get Paul.
"Paul they're all sick," I told him.
"What do we do then," Paul asked.
"Give them medicine I guess. Oh and then the other boys can sing Niall's part and-"
"Why can't Niall sing?"
"He lost his voice, he has a nasty cough too, but back to the story; if anyone need a break or to puke, they can run off stage."
"I guess it'll have to work, I'll go get Lou to help take care of them.
Let's just say the concert was pure hell.
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