What a feeling

What a feeling (Sick Nialler)

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It was midday now.. Only midday in the sweet state of California, where the tour bus was parked out back of yet another concert venue. It was cool weather, pleasant, anyone would call it - but today, Nialls temperature gage was seriously impaired, and he cursed the air that lay heavy around him, pressing in on him, suffocating him sure and slow. The pain in Nialls stomach had made its self known just hours beforehand, upon his awaking. He had initially passed it off as morning hunger pangs? Oh how he was wrong! Oh how he wished he'd not eaten any breakfast at all!
He was sure now come to think of it, that if he'd made a deal out of his discomfort earlier that day, Liam would've stayed with him. Unfortunately his older friend had stepped out mid-morning, and shortly after that, Zayn had followed suit. Now he was stuck with Lou and Harry.. and boy did he love them like brothers, but God he just wanted his Liam back! He needed his Daddy Direction to help him feel better!
"Shh.. It's okay.." Louis' voice filtered gently throughout the small space they were cooped up in. His two friends (bless them) had tried their very best to get him comfortable on the lounge by the front of the bus. They'd helped him sprawl out lengthways and covered him with a quilt, offered him two Panadols and a glass of water. But it wasn't the same. His neck was sore from craning on the small square cushion that was squashed behind his head.. His body was prickly with heat and sweat and Niall didn't want to be rude, but the rug that was thrown over his legs was itchy and irritating. To top it off, he really wanted his water bottle - not a cup! Hearing that play out in his head was enough to make Niall cringe at how ungrateful it sounded, especially when Louis was sat in front of him, bent down to his knees, smoothing the hair back off his clammy forehead. "You're very warm love.." Louis sighed, and turned to look back at Harry who was rummaging through the many drawers in the kitchenette, desperate in his search for the thermometer he'd seen Liam use a month or so ago. Where was Liam anyway? Liam should bloody hurry up and get back here, because this kinda thing was definitely outside Harry's scope of practice.
"I can't find it Lou! We'll have to wait till Li gets back.." Which in all honesty, he had no idea what time that was going to be. He really didn't think he and Lou could manage the deteriorating state that was a clingy, sick Niall for much longer. "I'm gonna go ring him.." Harry mumbled, already swiping through the call list on his phone whilst ambling his way down the set of steps so he could be outside.

"When's Liam back?" Niall whimpered for what must've been the 5th time that day, and Louis was almost ready to slap him, but of course, he took a breath, gathered himself, and moved his hand to Nialls hair instead. "Nialler, Harry's on the phone to him now love.. You've just got to relax.. He'll be back soon i'm sure.." Nialls eyes flickered away from Louis', a downcast expression falling upon his ever-paling face. "It's okay.. Shh.. Close your eyes.." Louis kept his voice low and calm, in an attempt to hush Niall to sleep. After five or so minutes, it seemed to work, and Louis smiled softly to himself when he heard Nialls breathing even out.. Small, warm puffs of air tickled the hand that Louis had resting against Nialls cheek. "Little love.." He whispered, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to Nialls nose. He decided to move himself over to the other couch that occupied the room, that way he could watch the telly on a low volume and keep his eye on Niall.

It had only been another hour or so before they heard Liam's voice echo just outside the bus. They could make out he was having a conversation with a member of the crew, and Louis smirked to himself as he listened to Liam desperately trying to wrap it up.. Obviously Daddy Direction was eager to get back to the sick Nialler he'd left in the hands of 'Larry' all day. Harry had said he'd sounded very worried on the phone. Louis glanced towards Niall who was propped up slightly against the pillow, rubbing his eyes with his fists and sniffling in a way that had Louis almost rolling his eyes. Here comes the water works! He shouldn't be surprised.. It was bound to happen the moment Liam stepped into view. That was just how Nialler was - he was their baby! But more than anyone's, he was Liam's baby.
As the door swung open and Liam ascended the steps, Niall was immediately almost in full hysterics, sobbing, before he'd even seen the older lad. "Oh honey.." Was all that left Liam's mouth as he abandoned a bagful of shopping to the nearest bench and fled to Nialls side. The younger boys arms were subconsciously outstretched, angled upwards towards Liam, and Louis couldn't quite believe how anyone could manage to appear as young and as child-like as Niall did. "Shhh.. Niall-baby, it's okay.. I've gotcha.. You're okay.." Liam had managed to get Niall upright enough so he could hold him. The smaller boy had buried his head into his older friends neck, no doubt drenching Liam's shirt with snot, tears and whatever else. But of course, Liam wouldn't care, it wouldn't even cross his mind.
"He was okay just five minutes ago.." Harry murmured from his place by the door, and Louis shot him a sharp glare. They didn't need to make Niall feel any worse than he was already feeling, even if his performance for Liam was a slight over-kill. Liam seemed to acknowledge Harry's comment with a knowing hum.. Though it wasn't loud enough to deter Niall from his hiding spot.
"Honey, you're burning up.." Liam mumbled into Nialls hair, before directing his gaze to Louis, a questioning look on his face. "Did you find the thermometer?" He asked, and Louis couldn't help but feel a tad bit guilty. "No.. I thought Harry told you?" Lou swallowed, he knew Niall had a fever but the look on Liam's face made him feel like maybe he'd underestimated how hot the boy actually was! That - or he'd heated up drastically since Louis had last checked him. "No it's okay.. I grabbed one.. Just wanted to check if you'd found it." Liam murmured, as he shifted Niall around so he could look at the younger boys face. Louis breathed a sigh of relief and decided now was the best time to go gather it for them. "Could you grab two Codral Lou? The night tablets.. Blue ones.. They're in that plastic bag.. The thermometer as well." Liam was quiet as he spoke, just hoping Niall didn't hear him say 'night tablets.' It didn't matter, the blonde boy seemed to be too upset to notice anything beside the grip he had on Liam's t-shirt. With his older friends attention back on him, he let himself be guided into a laying position, but this time he curled his legs up towards his chest and watched with teary eyes as Liam eventually moved to flit around the bus and Harry and Louis made their way back to the neighbouring couches.