The Change {Louis Tomlinson~AU~PUNK~}

Chapter 87: Through Sickness and In Health

Chapter song-

Risk It All-by-The Vamps

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*LOUIS' POV*

I wake up at 10:15 pm with the urge to throw up. I run into the bathroom and let it out.
I hear Jesse walk in. She sits next to me. She rubs circles into my back.

I finally finish the up chuck. "Damn Louis, you are shaking!" Concern fills her eyes.

"I feel weak." I mention, my voice sounds like my throat is ripped up. My throat hurts whenever I talk and I've got headache along with the chills, but yet my skin is burning hot.

She pops the thermometer in my mouth again. It beeps, signaling that it finish taking my temperature.

"103.2." She mentions.
I groan in response.

She helps me up and helps me under the warm cover of my bed.

"I'll bring you some soup." She says.

She leaves me alone

•••

I hear my room door open and see Jesse walk back in with some soup.

She hands it to me.

She pecks my forehead. She ruffles my hair off of my sweaty forehead and off to the side.

"Yell if you need anything." She says as she closes the door behind her.

I turn on the tv and watch my favorite tv show.

*JESSE'S POV*

I hope he gets better soon.
As I play with Ella and the youngest of Louis' sisters the door bell rings.

I walk up to the door and open it to see some man that I don't know.

"Yes?" I ask.

"I'm one if the managers from Louis Tomlinson's management, he needs to go to the recording studio to write and record songs for their next album." He answers.

"He's sick." I tell him.

"He needs to go write and record no matter what!" He says.

"No! He's too sick to get out of the damn bed! So why don't you go fuck yourself!" I get angry and slam the door in his face.

"Who was that?" I hear Louis' scratchy voice ask from behind me, making me jump.

The doorbell rings again.

"Nobody." I lie, not wanting him to think that he has to go record even if he has a bad stomach flu.

He reaches for the doorknob and succeeds before I can catch his arm. He opens the door. I watch as he shakes from feeling weak.

"Louis, you have to come write and record for your next album." The manager tells Louis. THAT BITCH FACE!

"Okay, I'll be right out in a sec." He says, his voice barely hearable.

Louis closes the door.

"Louis! You can't go! You're too sick!" I tell him firmly.

"Jess, this my job! I have to go no matter what." He replies.

"Louis that's ridiculous! This is your life, you're 22, a fucking adult. You can make your own choices, not anybody else." I tell him. I follow him upstairs.

"Jesse! Stop! I'm going!" He pins me against the wall, he tries raising his voice, making it crack. He scowls at me.

"Dammit! You could get even more sick if you go!" I raise my voice as well. He rolls his eyes as he lets go of me.

He grabs a jacket, and he makes himself some quick hot-chocolate.

I follow him outside. "Fuck this! If you're going then I'm going!" I growl. He turns around to face me.

"You can't go!" He scowls.

I roll my eyes.
"Yes I can." I argue.

He gets into the manager's car. I do the same while he angrily watches me. If he wasn't sick and he wouldn't have a bad throat right now he would be yelling at me.

I buckle my seat belt. I cross my arms as I angrily pout.

•••

I follow Louis into a recording room in the studio.
I see his band mates.

"Why's Jesse here, we aren't supposed to have guests." Zayn asks.

"And I love you Jesse, but nobody except us and the writers are supposed to be here." He adds.

"She tried keeping me home." I hear Louis' scratchy voice say.

"Well no matter, you're sick." Zayn replies.

"Come here." Niall says.

Louis walks over to him. Niall puts the back of his hand to Louis' forehead.

"Damn! You're like fire!" He speaks his thoughts.

"I'm fine!" Louis says, sniffling.

"Why can't you guys stay home if you're sick?" I frustratedly ask.

"Because our management always bosses us around and were sick of it!" Harry answers. He scowls down at the floor.

"Why don't you guys fight back?" I ask them.

"Because we're afraid they will kick us out, and we won't be able to do what we love and let down our fans that we love." Liam answers.

"Oh." I simply reply.

"We should just get this songwriting done with! I don't feel good." Louis says next to me.

•••

They finally finish writing.
Louis had to go to the toilets and throw up three times.

We both make our way to the manager's car. The drive back is completely silent, and I don't like it.

•••

As I try to place my hand on Louis' back as we walk up the stairs he swats at my hand.

"No!" He scowls at me.

He stomps off to his room
He slams his door behind him.
I sigh.

I'm not going to try to sleep in bed with him. I walk back down the stairs. I eat dinner and fall asleep on the couch.

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Hey guys!

I am sick and got to stay home, I wanted to school and didn't at the same time.

It's just a coincidence that this chapter is Louis being sick and I am too, lol. XD

Well since I'm home I'm just going to be writing. :)

Love you lovelies!!!!! :)