One Direction Sickfics & One Shots

Sickness Spreads Like Wildfire

It was 11 PM and the boys had just finished a concert. They were currently in their shared hotel room, getting ready for the night because not only that were all exhausted from the countless interviews and promo they have been doing recently but the fact that tomorrow they had to checked out bright and early so they could go to their next destination: Pittsburgh.

Harry stepped out of the bathroom, shivering when the cold air hit his heated skin. He walked towards the lounge while still drying his hair with a towel. Niall and Louis were already there scrolling through their phones while Liam was already fast asleep on the sofa.

Harry smiled at that scene as he plopped down on the floor beside his Irish bandmate. Niall looked up when he saw Harry and quickly snuggled up closer to him, a yawn escaping his lips.

"Tired mate?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around the slight older boy. Niall whined but nodded, his eyes already dropping shut against his will. Harry laughed at the boy's antics as he started to run his fingers through his hair. "And I thought that you guys would be up for a film before bed."

"I'm in. I just don't wanna wake Payno. I don't think he's feeling too good. He was all pale when he got out of the shower and as soon as he was laid down he crashed." Louis whispered, not wanting to wake Niall in case he was falling asleep. He glanced at Liam but the boy was still out.

"Did you ask him if he was alright?" Louis rolled his eyes at Harry's question before shaking his head. They have been mates for over 5 years now and it looked like that the Cheshire lad still didn't know who Liam Payne was. "What?"

"Liam can be dying and he will still insist that he's completely fine." Louis said. In Harry's opinion the eldest lad sounded quite concerned and that was enough to make him a bit anxious.

"You're right but maybe he's just exhausted from the show like we all are or something. I'm sure he's fine."

A few minutes later, Liam whimpered in his sleep, causing Harry and Louis to look at each other, concerned. Louis turned around so he could get a better look at the Wolverhampton lad. Liam stirred and curled into a ball before a soft groan left his lips.

Louis got up and went over to Liam, gently touching the boy's forehead, noticing how stick his skin was to the touch. He froaned but his attention quickly drifted away when he heard Liam's stomach gurgled.

"Was that you Lou?" Harry asked.

"I think it was Li."

"Li is sick?" Harry almost jumped at the sound of Niall's voice. He was certain that the blonde lad had fallen asleep. Harry shoved Niall off him when he started laughing and stood up, going over to Louis.

"Ouch! That hurted" Niall said, rubbing his sore arm.

"He definitely has a fever." Harry placed the back of his hand on the boy's cheek and winced at heat radiating off him.

"Poor guy. Do you think we should wake him up? We could get some medicine into him before things get really bad" Harry suggested. Louis shrugged but he thought that judging by how his stomach was playing up that Liam would eventually wake up anyway so he decided to give Harry's idea a go.

He sat down beside the sleeping boy and slowly shook him awake. Liam groaned a little but slowly opened his eyes, focusing his gaze on Louis.

"Hey sleepy head, feeling good mate?" Liam looked confused for a moment but then nodded, his gaze drifting from Louis to the other boys who were now in front of him. He blushed when he saw that all three of them were looking at him and he quickly propped himself up, resting his head on his hand.