Part 7

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Luke's P.O.V.

"PSH! PSH! PSH! PSH! HUH'PSH!"

"Bless you," I heard Michael yell.

"ASHOO! ASHOO! HUH'ASHOO!"

"Bless you too," Michael yelled again.

And this is how I woke up. It seemed like the other three boys still weren't feeling good and neither was I.

"Ashton I thought you were better," I yelled up the stairs.

He didn't answer so I took my sick, lazy ass upstairs and into Ashton's room. Ashton was under the blankets, his messed up hair the only thing sticking out of the blankets.

"Ashton," I sighed, pulling the blankets down.

I was shocked to see Ashton looking even sicker than he was before. He was really really pale, almost as white as the sheets he was laying on.

"ASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! HUH'ASHOO! Oh go-"

He dashed to the bathroom and I ran after him, but he closed the door behind himself. I heard him gag and then throw up. He kept retching violently and then getting sick.

"Ash let me in!"

"N-no."

"Ash."

He threw up again and I sighed.

"ASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! ASH-"

He was interrupted by throwing up again. What the fuck?

"Luke...go...get...MICKEY!"

He sounded like he was trying to cry, trying to breathe, and trying to scream all at the same time. This scared me and I ran to get Michael like he asked.

"Mickey," I screamed and ran into his room.

"How are you feeling Luke?"

"A little sick, but that's not important."

"But the other boys had the flu so you should."

"I don't feel like I have the flu but-"

"You don't look like you do either."

"I think it's affecting me less, but-"

"Yea it's prob just a cold."

"Ashton threw up," I shouted.

Michael got up and ran with me back to Ashton's room.

"Ashton," Michael asked, knocking on the bathroom door.

Ashton unlocked the door and let us both in. He was covered in vomit.

"Ash," Michael sighed.

Ashton looked down.

"Let's get him cleaned up and changed," Michael told me.

We did so and then placed a bucket beside him.

"I'm not gonna throw up again."

"You don't know that," I said.

"My stomach just hurt because I was swallowing mucus."

"Eww."

He didn't throw up for the next two hours and we believed him. I took the trash can out of his room and placed it back in the bathroom.

"HuhESH! HuhESH! HuhESH! HUH'CHH! HUH'CHH! HUH'CHH! HUH'CHH!"

"Bless you," Ashton said.

"Thanks."

"Come cuddle with me."

"It's just a cold what if you give me the flu?"

"If I already gave it to you and you just caught a cold from it, then you can't catch the flu."

I nodded and got in the bed with him. I closed my eyes until I felt Ashton's breath hitch. I moved away just in time.

"HuhASHOO! HuhASHOO! ASHOO! ASHOO! Huhhh...ASHOOOO!"

My eyes grew wide.

"I'm sorry," he apologized.

"It's alright, just go to sleep."

Ashton closed his eyes and then I closed mine.

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