Sick Together

Ch.3 Surprise

Lou's POV

Yesterday night was very hard. Zayn was getting more unwell by the second and I had no idea what to do. I wasn't sure if he was feeling better due to the pills I gave him yesterday after he got sick a bunch of times but I hoped it worked. But right now, Zayn wasn't really our concern, it was Niall.

Poor Niall should have been resting yesterday but he kept on taking care of everyone else. Me and Paul didn't know anything about this, we didn't even know anyone was sick. Now Niall had a rising fever that wouldn't go down and he was getting more sick by each second. He was just like Zayn yesterday night now, but worse.

Liam, Louis and Harry seemed to be alright for now. Paul was taking care of them. They still got sick often, but at least they were a bit aware of what was going on. I wasn't even sure of Niall was conscious at this point, he was just whimpering with his eyes closed.

"Ni, sweetheart?" I said.

"Hmmmm."

"Ni, are you awake?"

"Lou?"

"Oh thank god."

"*cough cough* What h- *cough cough* happened?"

"You fell asleep again. And you don't sound good at all. Can you even talk without coughing?" I said.

I looked at him entirely. He had his hands around his throat massaging it I guess so he could relieve the pain his sickness was causing.

"Sick." Niall said putting his head in his hands.

"I know Ni." I said rubbing his back.

"Sick." he said running to the bathroom but not making it.

I finally understood what he was saying, not that he was coughing because he was sick, it's because he was going to be sick and I never even realised it. I wished I had realised earlier, then he could have made it in the washroom, but instead he ended up getting sick in the kitchen sink.

"He got sick again didn't he?" Paul walked out.

"Yeah." I said.

I knew he heard Niall getting sick. He was quite loud. Hopefully the other lads didn't wake up as well from whatever they were doing. We didn't need other lads getting sick from Niall's loud retching noises.

After a while, I wasn't sure about what Niall was bringing up. It looked like stomach acid but I still wasn't sure. You see, Niall hadn't even eaten anything in days. Same for the other lads. They all must have felt really sick from their fevers. They couldn't keep anything down. But that was pretty bad because there was nothing to be brought up.

Paul and I were starting to get really worried. Especially for poor Nialler over here. He didn't look well at all. Just when he finished getting sick and I was about to bring him to the couch to lay down again, he sat right there on the floor. What was he doing?

"Niall, what happened?" I asked noticing his head drop in his hands.

"Dizzy."

"Do you need help?"

"I don't feel good." he said lying down on the floor closing his eyes.

"It's his fever. Measure it again." Paul told me.

I quickly ran to my bag and got the thermometer out. I then ran back to Niall who was sweating through his shirt but he was still shivering on the floor. I put the thermometer in then Niall took it out to only end in a coughing fit for 40 seconds.

"You ok Niall?" I asked concerned. His cough was getting worse.

"I think he lost his voice." Paul said.