It had been a busy day. A few interviews, a fan meet-up, and a show. Everyone was tired. They went out to dinner. During dinner Calum's nose started to get really stuffy. He ignored it as he felt fine still. He was just tired. They went back to the bus and went to bed. In the middle of the night Michael woke up to the sound of coughing. He looked across at Luke and Ashton who were sound asleep then at Calum who was sat up having a coughing fit. The sound of his coughs made Michael feel sick. He went across to Calum. "How are you feeling", Michael asked. "Tired and Sick", his raspy voice replied.
"What hurts?"
"My head is stuffy, my throat is on fire, my nose is running, I'm really tired, and my chest hurts but is also itchy."
"I think you have a cold. Do you want some medicine?"
"Yes please"
Michael walked over to the medicine cabinet and got something that would help his cold and help him fall asleep. He also got a cup of water. He walked back and sat down on Calum's bed. He helped him sit up and swallow the medicine. Then they both went back to sleep.
*Calum's POV*
I woke up the next morning to Luke poking me awake. "GET UP! YOU SLEPT IN SO LONG!" "Uh", it hurt to talk. I coughed. I stood up and and wearily walked into the kitchen. I sat down. Luke I think could see me better in the light and then he noticed the black rings under my eyes and how pale I was.
"Um, Calum are you ok? Cuz... you look kinda pale."
I whispered back "No" as it hurt my head to shake it and my throat to speak"
"Wanna go back to bed?"
"Yes" I whispered back.
I dragged my self back into bed. A few hours later I was woken, again. This time it was Michael who was gently shaking me awake. I had no energy but I opened my eyes.
"I asked management if you could stay back here and they said you had to have a fever of over 38 (100.5)." He helped me sit up and then stuck the thermometer in my mouth. BEEP He pulled it out and looked at it. It read 99.7. Uh. I felt a sinking feeling on my heart. I would have to work. Michael gave me a sympathetic look and said " I'm sorry you feel so sick and I wish you could rest" I climbed out if bed and pulled on a hoodie and jeans. I wasn't hungry and the light hurt my head. We climbed into the van and we went to our interview. The other boys knew I was sick and filled in for me so I didn't have to talk much. When it finished we went straight onto out show.
