Here's the second one.
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Your p.o.v.
'You should probably come to the studio' was the ominous sounding text I received from Niall.
Liam had a really bad cold but had been forced to go in to the studio and rehearse, even though he felt like shit.
I figured something bad had happened so I rushed to the studio. When I got to the parking lot I got another text from Niall.
'Don't like worry or anything he just can't stop sneezing lol' he said.
'Fuck you Niall' I responded, knowing he wouldn't get mad.
I walked into the studio, frowning at Niall. That boy is something else I tell you. What a little shit.
Sure enough, there was Liam, sneezing his ass off on the couch. All the other boys were just sort of idly standing around and watching, the creepy fuckers.
"Y'okay mate?" Zayn finally asked after a few seconds.
"Yeah, achoo, hey y/n, achoo achoo," he said in between sneezes.
"ACHOO achoo achoo achoo," he kept on sneezing.
The other boys all looked over at me, noticing that I was here for the first time.
"Sorry about that," Niall said, not looking the least bit sorry.
"Whatever," I smirked, not in the mood for playing his game.
I sat down next to Liam and put one arm around him, not really sure what else to do.
After what felt like forever, Liam finally stopped sneezing, and leaned back on the couch, looking tired.
"That was stupid," he huffed, not looking nearly as amused as the rest of the boys were.
"Sorry babes," I said.
"Shut up you lot," he said angrily, pointing at all the boys.
Then he laid his head down on my shoulder and closed his eyes, not saying a word.
"I'm going to sleep," he announced. And that was that.
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Short and lame as predicted.
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