Harry: You scrunched your face up at the retched smell coming from Harry. “Are… Are you alright now?” He was still looking a little pale. “Please just stop the car.” Your eyes widened because you were on very busy freeway and the next exit was a few minutes away. “You’re just going to have to wait till I get to the next exit.” Harry started shaking his head. “No, I’m not going t-” and he opened the bag he was already sick in and threw up again. You held your breath for a moment trying not to be sick from the smell. “Just close the bag.” You could see the upcoming exit. “We’re nearly there. Just a little longer.” Harry groaned and closed his eyes leaning his head back on the seat. You took the exit and pulled over as quick as you could and Harry opened the door and sort of just fell out. You quickly rushed around the car to see Harry leaning on the ground his head between his knees taking deep breaths. You gently rubbed his back and a few minutes later he lifted his head, though he still looked pale he didn’t look as sick. “I feel better.” You just laughed. “I think it’s best that we throw away your vomit bag and find a pharmacy to see if we can get anything to help you.” Harry nodded. “Just give me a minute.” You quickly spotted a rubbish bin and threw away Harrys sick bag and you rapidly returned to his side and helped him stand up and get him onto his seat. He leaned in and tried to kiss you but you ducked out of the way. “I don’t think so.” He just pouted and when you were at the pharmacy you needed to get your sick boyfriend some mouth wash.
Liam: You were sitting on the couch with Niall and Harry just watching a movie while the other boys went and laid down in their bunks to have a rest. Halfway through the movie Louis walked out. “(Y/N) I don’t think Liam’s feeling to good.” You got off the couch and saw him huddled in his bunk. You pressed a hand to his forehead and he was a little warm, “How you doing baby?” He just moaned and stared at you. “All this movement is making me feel horrible.” You smiled at him sadly. “I think you have a bit or car sickness. You know with all the movement the bus is making.” He just buried his face in his pillow and screamed out. “Just make it stop.” You stroked his hair. “We can’t pull over or you won’t make it to the next show on time but you will feel better if you sit in the passenger seat and look out the window.” He grumbled and swung his legs over the edge and you got your arm around his middle and walked him through the bus to the passenger seat. You sat him down and quickly got his blanket and pillow and placed the pillow behind his head and went to drape the blanket over him when he pulled you down onto him and kissed behind your ear. “Sit with me. You make everything better.” You rested back into his chest. “I’m not going anywhere.” Liam fell asleep some time later, hopefully when he woke in the morning he would feel better.
Louis: You and the boys were travelling back to the hotel in a van and you and Louis sat in the back row of seats. You were cuddled into his side and had your eyes closed just resting from your tiring day when you heard light groans vibrating through Louis’ chest. You sat up and saw Louis eyes were closed with a wrinkle on his brows, you put your finger and smoothed it down. “What’s wrong?” He just shook his head lightly. “Just feel sick.” You reached up and kissed his cheek. “What can I do for you?” He opened the closest eye to you slowly. “Do you have a plastic bag in case I feel like I need to be sick?” You shook your head. “I don’t but maybe the boys or the driver will have one.” Louis closed his eye and leant back in his seat while you leant forward and poked Harrys shoulder. “Lou isn’t feeling so good, do you have a bag in case he gets sick before we make it back to the hotel?” Harry started searching through his bag. “Here’s you go.” Harry handed you a plastic bag. “Thank you.” You pushed the bag into Lou’s hands. “Here, just in case.” He kept his eyes closed and smiled slightly. “Thank you, what would I do without you?” He placed a kiss to your temple and you just sat there together trying to enjoy the ride back to the hotel hoping he could keep himself together until you got back to your hotel room.
Niall: "Please pull over (Y/N)." You could hear the panic in Niall’s voice, without saying a thing you pulled over to the side of the road. You turned the car off and took your seat belt off and faced Niall who was breathing deeply. "What’s wrong?" He just held up his hand for you to wait and you sat there quietly. Without a word Niall got out of the car and started pulling on the collar of his shirt and undoing the top buttons, he turned to you and grimaced. "Sorry, I’m not feeling so good." You smiled at him sympathetically. "No worries at all. Take all the time you need, we aren’t going anywhere important." Niall raised his eye brows at you. "I think our 2 year anniversary is important." You looked down at the nice dress you were wearing and you knew what was important. "I’m not saying that it isn’t but your health is a lot more important than going out for dinner." He climbed back in the car. "So you don’t mind if we go back home and get take out and snuggle on the couch." You placed your hand on his clammy cheek. "Of course I don’t mind. I love you." Niall moved his face and kissed the palm of your hand and laced his fingers with yours. "I love you too. So pizza?" Nialls eyes twinkled at the word pizza. You nodded in agreement. "Sure, but you just need to call them and we can pick it up on the way home." Niall let go of your hand and dialled Dominos and you started the car happy Niall was feeling a little better.
Zayn: "Are you ready baby?" You called out to Zayn who came trudging down the steps with a frown on his face. "Do we have to?" You walked up to Zayn and wrapped your arms around his waist. "I know you get sick in the car baby but we promised that we would be there at your parents house for the family get together." Zayn groaned and rested his forehead on your shoulder. "I’m going to feel like crap by the time we get there." You stroked the hair on his neck. "If you weren’t so frisky this morning we would have been gone ages ago and you would have been able to relax before all your family arrived." Zayn stood up and walked out of the house slamming the door shut, you just rolled your eyes at his childish behaviour. You grabbed your bag and shut the door. As you got into the driver seat Zayn had his arms crossed over his chest. "Did you get your sick bag and your pillow so you can sleep on the way there?" He shook his head. "No, I thought you were going to get it." You were annoyed at his statement. "I’m not the one that gets sick while in the car, you are old enough to get yourself ready and organised. So I am going to sit here and wait for you to get your stuff." Zayn unclipped his seat belt and dragged himself inside. You just laughed at his behaviour and at the rate you were going you were going to be late to his parents house.
