Trust me (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Being sick sucks

Hey guys! I'm gonna update again because I feel like it... I guess I'm really happy because.... I just am. I just had hot chocolate, so I guess that's why.... :)

Anyways...... I just wanted to say that I love when you comment on this story. It means a lot and I feel like I'm glowing when I read your nice comments.

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-Niall's POV-

I wake up with a really bad headache. My throat hurts and I feel hot and cold all over. I can't move a muscle and It's hard to keep my eyes open. "Liam.... Harry..... Zayn.... Louis...." I moan. They all come into my bedroom.

"You don't look good Nialler. You look paler then Snow White." Someone says.

"Who's that?" I say.

"It me Harry" said the same person.

"Oh.. Okay... I'm tired... Ugh..." I say mumbling. I feel a hot hand on my forehead. "Hot! Hot! Hot!" I say jerking away.

"Wow Niall your burning up." Someone says. I close my eyes.

"Soup.... Soup... I want soup....." I moan.

"Okay Nialler. We'll make you soup."

I closed my eyes and tried to be comfortable, but I couldn't be. I tried moving around. I groan. I just want to go to sleep, but I just cant. After about ten minutes I fell asleep.

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-The next day-

I awoken to the blinds being drawn and I see a bowl of soup that is unfinished. I immediately start eating. I feel SO much better then yesterday. I get up and elk to the bathroom.

"Nialler is up!!" Zayn says. He smiles cheerfully and runs over to me and picks me up.

"ZAYN!" I yell. He puts me down.

"Sorry I'm just happy my little Irish leprechaun. I'm excited your feeling better." Zayn says.

"I hate it when you so that.... It makes me feel like a midget." I say crossing my arms.

"Sorry buddy." Zayn says and ruffles my hair.

"Thanks okay." I say and I walk into the kitchen. I open the fridge and begin to take out food. I start eating cold pizza and olives. My phone beeps and I pick it up and look at it. It's a text from my mum.

Mum: Hey honey heard you were sick.

Me: not anymore. I got over it.

Mum: that's good. How did the boys treat you?

Me: we'll they made me soup and stuff. I hate being sick. It sucks.

Mum: well then I'm glad that your better.

Me: yeah me too.

Mum: well I have to go. Love you.

Me: I love you too mum.

Mum: bye

Me: bye

I flicked off my phone. I thought of ringing up Raylin. Maybe.... I finally went against it and went upstairs to go on twitter and Facebook. Today was going to be lazy day and no one was going to stop me.

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So I hope you enjoyed it! I hope it wasn't a bust. This was a little too short. I'm sorry it was a filler, but please keep reading? I promise it gets better.

be yourself and nothing else,

-xXWhiteSoulXx-