Let's pretend Lottie is a year older than LouisLouis's P.O.V.
My alarm clock went off and I woke up remembering that I had a big test today. I couldn't go to school, I was just going to fail. I faked being sick and my mum actually bought it. Then Zayn texted me about a big party so I went.
I was dancing when I bumped into my mum, who was invited by Zayn's mum.
"Busted," Lottie laughed when she saw what was happening.
***A year later***
My alarm clock went off and I reached over to turn it off. My breathing started hitching and I buried my face into my hands.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ah-Ashoo!"
I sniffled and then laid back down, keeping my mouth open because my nose was stuffed up. I looked up at the ceiling of my room and the tickle in my nose came back so once again I buried my face into my hands.
"Ah-Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! HuhAshoo!"
I sniffled again and tried to close my eyes so I could go back to sleep.
"Louis William Tomlinson get up and go to school," my mum screamed which sent me out of my sleep.
"But mum I don't feel good."
"You said that the last time you were 'sick' now if you aren't gone in five minutes, you are grounded mister."
She left my room and I didn't want to be grounded so I got up and got ready. I stumbled around my room gathering my clothes and books.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! HuhASHOO!"
I stuffed my books in my backpack and went out to the bus stop. I joined my half sisters.
"Mum said you were acting sick again," Lottie laughed.
"Whatever," I told her.
We got on the bus and I went to the back, to a seat where it was empty. I sat down and put my burning head against the cool glass of the bus window. All of a sudden I felt a shift in my seat. I opened my eyes to see one of my best friends, Harry, sitting next to me.
"Are you alright Lou," Harry asked.
"I'm *cough* *cough* *cough* fine," I tried to say."
"I don't think you are, you sound sick."
"I'm fi-"
My breathing hitched and I brought my hands up to my face.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! HihShoo!"
"Here," he handed me a pack of tissues, "Sneezing into your hands is unsanitary and by the way you are sick."
"Am not."
The bus stopped and Harry and I got off. We walked into school together and went to first mod. There y/n was already sat down at her desk. She was always early to class, one of the many things I liked about my best friend. I liked her more, but she didn't know. I was pulled out of my thoughts by her smiling as I sat down next to her.
The symptoms of whatever I'd caught didn't really bug me until 30 minutes into the class. It got warmer and my nose got stuffy so I started sniffling, trying to be able to breath. My breathing started hitching a couple minutes later and I dug a tissue from the pack out. I cupped it over my mouth and nose.
"Huh...Huh...HuhAshoo! HuhAshoo!"
I sniffled and looked around to see a few people staring at me. I gave a slight smile and then the teacher continued with the lesson and only y/n was staring at me.
"Lou what's wrong," she whispered.
"Nothing," I whispered back.
"You've been sniffling all class and your eyes are warm."
"I'm fi-"
"He's sick," Harry whispered to y/n.
"Am not."
The bell ring and I slowly got up, trying not to get hurt by my sinuses. My nose started getting a burning feeling and I fumbled to get another tissue out.
"Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo! Ashoo!"
Y/n and Harry both looked at me.
"Go home Louis," y/n sighed.
"I can't."
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