This is a partial series of Liam, Niall and Zayn. They're going to be short, so I apologize to the person who requested this.
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"Achoo,"
Zayn has a really bad cold. So bad that he actually skipped rehearsal (which he never does) to stay home and watch movies on the couch with me.
He was curled up next to me, with his head on my shoulder, and his hands in the pocket of my hoodie. He'd been freezing all day.
"Sorry," he mumbled after sneezing, away from me.
"You don't have to apologize," I shushed him, pulling his head back down onto my shoulder.
"Achoo, Achoo," a few minutes later he had to sit up again to sneeze.
He didn't apologize this time, but leaned forewords and braced his elbows on his knees.
"You okay?" I asked, sliding my arm around his waist.
"I just feel like I'm gonna sneeze again," he muttered, embarrassed of being sick.
"Ugh I hate that," I laughed, trying to make him feel better.
"Achoo," he finally sneezed, very loudly, I might add.
"There you go," I said, expecting him to scoot back over.
"Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo," he kept sneezing.
"Woah," I said quietly.
"Achoo, achoo, Jesus achoo, achoo," he couldn't stop.
I wasn't really sure what to do so I just rubbed his back gently until he finally collapsed back against me, sniffling tiredly.
"That was fucking ridiculous," he said angrily.
"Shh, sleep," I whispered, ruffling his hair.
"Mmkay," he agreed, relaxing against me.
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Sorry, I want to finish these and don't have a lot of time.
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