Zouis Strep Throat

Ch.2 Shared It

Narraration:

So after last nights dilemma with Louis fainting, no one wanted to take any chances. Paul decided to check Louis's symptoms. Zayns too. Paul would've let both stay on the bus, but he wasn't management. Management was different. They determined everything. Paul checked Zayns and Louis's fevers. Louis of course had a worse case than Zayn because Zayn just started his round of strep last night so his symptoms wouldn't affect him till midday.

Zayns POV

Paul was just in the middle of calling management to see if me and Louis could stay on the bus because we didn't feel good. I knew Louis felt a lot worse than me. He couldn't even talk this morning. He'd lost his voice completely. He truly looked like death. As the other boys got ready I was still in bed with Louis in the bunk opposite from me. Luckily he managed to have just a bit of voice left from the water he drank so he could talk to me.

"Hey. How ya feelin." he said.

"Like shit."

"At least you don't look like it too." he said coughing in his hand grabbing a tissue adding on to the millions of other beside him.

"Well. At least you're guaranteed to stay here."

"At least you can talk."

"No I cant." I said coughing fakely after for affects. Which obviously turned into real coughing after. As much pain I was in from coughing, it was still not the worst moment right now because I saw Louis laughing at my foolishness in his bed. That brought me some positivity.

Louis could have been on his death bed. He still would have been laughing at the bands funny moments together with us.

Then after Louis had his joy, he started coughing with me too. After what seemed about 2 minutes Paul came back in from his phone call and noticed the sight of us coughing our lungs up in our beds.

"What did you guys do in here? You were fine before I left." Paul said patting our backs to stop the coughs.

"Nevermind that." Paul said after.

"So whats happening?" Louis asked.

"Louis management said you can stay but Zayn someones gonna check on you to see your condition. They said they want to make sure that you are really in your worst condition." Paul said.

"Thats very nice of them." I said jokingly. What Paul probably meant was they wanted to make sure I wasn't dying because if I wasn't then they could use me until I really am about to die. At least thats what I expected management to say. Oh management. You're something special.

I was told by Paul to wait in the bunk until one of the people showed up. Finally one of them showed up. She examined me not even looking at my throat, not taking my temperature, but listening to me sing. Apparently I sounded just fine.

I didn't feel just fine. But what I could feel was a sudden headache coming on to me along with a really bad cough and some chills.

"I'm really sorry Zayn." Paul apologized to me. He knew I was sick but he couldn't do anything much as long as management was there. But he gave me permission to bring some lozenges with me to take.

So we reached our rehearsal spot again. I was feeling worse. Of course I wasn't feeling the worst of the worst because I had the other lads with me to cheer me up but that didn't distract me from my tiredness. In the car I accidentally fell asleep on Liam but he just wrapped his arm around me. Thats what hes there for.

"Hey you ok? You fell asleep on my shoulder in the car." Liam said wrapping his arm around me while we walked into the building.

"Yeah. It's just this thing is really affecting me." I said sitting down on a bench at the place with the rest of the boys.