Louis Tomlinson's Day Off?

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Let's pretend Lottie is a year older than Louis

Louis'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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