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Louis ~ Surgery & Fainting at the BRITs

None's POV
Throughout the concert, Louis was getting sharp pains in his stomach.
"Are you ok Louis?" Liam asked him as they came off stage.
"I'm getting some pain and I don't know why," Louis replied. "I'm going to make an emergency appointment at the doctors tomorrow."
"Is it that bad Louis?" Harry asked as he put a hand onto his shoulder.
"Yeah," Louis replied. Harry stayed close to Louis as they went back to their hotel.
"Are you going to be ok?" Harry asked him before they went into their separate hotel rooms.
"Yeah. If I need you Harry I'll knock on your door or text you."
"Ok. Goodnight Lou," Harry said before they went into their separate rooms.

Louis went over to a wall and pressed his hands against it to counteract the pain that he was feeling. It felt like someone was driving a knife into his stomach. He called a local GP and arranged an appointment for the next day.

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The GP diagnosed Louis with gallstones and he informed Louis that he needed surgery to remove them. They arranged for Louis to have the surgery the same day that he arrived back in the UK at the end of their tour. The doctor provided him with some painkillers before he sent him on his way.

"Hi Louis, how did the doctor's appointment go today?" Louis's mum asked him over the phone.
"I have gallstones and they need to do surgery to take them out."
"I've heard that gallstones are really painful darling."
"Yeah they are. The doctors gave me some strong painkillers."
"Have you been given a date for the surgery?"
"Yeah. We've arranged an appointment for when I get home in 4 days."
"Have you told the other boys yet?"
"No, I just got back."
"Ok. Well, I'll meet you at the airport and we'll take it from there."
"Thanks mum, you're amazing."
"I love you Louis. Now go and tell the boys. They'll help you through this."
"Ok," Louis said before hanging up.

"How did it go, Louis?" Harry asked Louis as he joined them in the empty arena for lunch.
"Good. The GP gave me some painkillers and he's arranged an appointment at home for me."
"What's wrong with you?" Liam asked and Louis was about to explain but Zayn came off the phone.
"Niall's just finished his physiotherapy and he's in a lot of pain."
"Has something happened?" Liam asked Zayn, taking the focus off Louis.
"No, it just takes a while for muscles to heal and his surgery was pretty major."
"He had it 2 and a half weeks ago so he should be recovering by now," Harry said in concern.
"His knee is still swollen and they've given him some morphine injections to ease the pain. He wasn't in a good state when he rang me."
"Oh poor Nialler."
"Can we do anything?" Louis asked.
"I told Niall that we would Skype him later. I thought that it would make him feel better."
"That's a great idea."
"Anyway, how did the doctors go? Do we need to look after you as well?" Zayn asked. Louis knew that Zayn meant well, but the tone of his tone of voice made Louis feel that, if they knew that he was having surgery, he would only be a burden to the boys. Harry and Liam's minds were focused on Niall and Louis felt pressured to say that he was ok. For Niall's sake.
"No, I'll be fine. It's nothing major. I've just got to take some medication and I'll be ok."
"That's a relief," Harry said and Louis did his best to smile. The conversation drifted between Niall and the concert for the rest of the day.

When they Skyped Niall, he looked awful. He was pale and shaking whilst being wrapped up in blankets. They chatted the best they could to distract Niall from his current condition but it was clear that the Irishman was missing his usual spark.

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It was 1am when Louis got out of bed to throw up in the toilet. Through the tears and the pain, he managed to take some painkillers and it finally eased half an hour later. Louis rested beside the toilet as he took some deep breaths. It was only three days until his operation. He could last that long. Louis proceeded to clean up the bathroom before there was a knock on the door and he opened it. Outside was a sleepy Harry standing in the corridor.
"It's 1am Louis and thought I heard someone wrenching. Are you ok?" Harry asked in his sleepy voice.
"Yeah, I just got up to go to the toilet," Louis said. "I'm ok, go back to bed Harry."
"Alright, but if you're not ok Louis, you can tell us."
"Yeah, I know," Louis said as Harry leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
"I love you Louis."
"I love you too Harry," Louis said as he watched as the sleepy Harry stumbled back to his room and closed the door behind him. Louis hated lying to the boys but in a few days he would be ok and none of this would matter.