"Louis take it easy there," Liam chuckled as Louis shoved more cake in his mouth.
"Loosen up Payno, come on live a little!" Louis taunted him with a smiled. Liam rolled his eyes. They had just finished their last show of their tour and the boys and the crew were celebrating. There was every type of cake and cookie you could imagine with soda and beer to go with it. The other three had long finished eating by this point. Louis figured they'd earned it and he was going to celebrate.
"Louis how much of that have you eaten?" Niall laughed.
"Seven pieces, but who's counting?" Louis chuckled taking a swig of beer.
"Damn, I thought I was bad," Niall laughed.
"Go get more Nialler, come on!" Louis pressured. Niall shook his head.
"No, I'm done for the night. We've still got the bus ride back to London. I don't want to get sick."
"Chicken," Louis smiled mischievously. Niall rolled his eyes. "Fine if you won't eat it I will." Louis grabbed another piece of cake and a handful of cookies as well.
"You're nuts," Niall laughed. Louis laughed with him and continued to eat. When everyone was done they climbed on the bus and headed home. Louis was still buzzing on a sugar high. He jumped from one couch to the other throwing pillows at the other three.
"Louis, this is the last time we ever give you sugar," Liam smiled throwing a pillow back at him. Louis was literally on the ground laughing hysterically which got Niall laughing as well. Liam and Harry looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Come on Lou, I think it's time for bed," Harry suggested.
"Come on Haz, five more minutes," Louis whined like a child.
"You can stay up. I'm tired. Wake me up and I'll kill you," Harry smiled standing up.
"I'm tired too. Come on Louis," Niall yawned.
"You guys are no fun," Louis huffed. They all got up and went back to their bunks.
"Last night of this boys. I'm gonna miss you lads," Liam called out from his bunk.
"You're such a sap, Payno," Louis teased turning the lights off.
"Goodnight Lads," Harry yawned before shutting his shade.
"Sweet dreams," Niall added. Louis got into his bunk not realizing how tired he was. As soon as his head hit his pillow he was out.
A few hours later Louis woke up to a sick feeling in his stomach. He groaned and brought his knees into his stomach. He rubbed circles on his stomach trying to calm it down.
"Oh great," he mumbled. The mixture of all the junk he had eaten and the moving bus was taking a toll on him. He swallowed hard and tried not to concentrate on his stomach. He shut his eyes and took several deep breaths. It wasn't helping. He whimpered a little and pulled back his shade looking at the other boys. "Liam," he whispered. No response. "Niall." Nothing. "Hazza." No answer. He groaned and pulled his head back in his bunk. Just breathe Louis. You'll be fine. He to himself. Deep breaths, it'll pass. He focused on breathing hoping the sick feeling in his stomach would go away. It didn't. His stomach growled and he got out of bed, trying to make his way to the bathroom. A powerful wave a nausea washed over him, stopping him in his tracks. He tried to move forward but it was too late. Everything he had eaten made its way back up Louis's throat and out of his mouth landing on the floor making a loud splash as it did. Louis knees buckled and he dropped down as another heave racked his body.
"What? What is that?" Niall asked still half asleep. He yawned looking over his bunk trying to let his eyes adjust. "Louis?" He questioned rubbing his eyes. Louis couldn't answer before more foul tasting liquid made its way out of his mouth.
"Shit Lou," Liam said jumping out of bed. He grabbed the trash in the corner of the room and held it for Louis catching the next round of vomit. "Come on, we've got to get you out of here," Liam sighed lifting Louis up. Louis held the bin on his own as Liam guided him out of the bunks. Harry was awake now.
"Shit," Harry mumbled getting out of bed. "Come on Nialler," he called getting Niall, who was still half asleep, out of bed. Liam had taken Louis into the bathroom were he continued to throw up in the toilet. Harry and Niall stood in the doorway.
"Someone needs to stay with him and get him cleaned up. The other two should go clean back there," Liam sighed.
"You stay with him, we'll take care of that," Harry said taking Niall's arm. They grabbed the cleaning supplies and walked back to clean up Louis's mess.
"Told you to take it easy bro," Liam whispered while he rubbed Louis back. Louis was breathing heavy over the basin, strands of bile hang from his mouth. Liam sighed and wadded up some toilet paper and wiped of Louis's mouth. "You done?" Louis nodded. Liam flushed the toilet and turned the shower on. "Clean yourself up. I'll grab you some new clothes." Liam stood up and left the bathroom. Louis shed his dirty cloths and got in the shower. Liam helped the other two finish cleaning the bunks and put some fresh clothes in the bathroom for Louis. When Louis was done he made his way back to the bunks where the other three were waiting for him.
"Sorry lads." Louis rubbed the back of his neck as his face turned red.
"Feel better now?" Niall asked.
"I'm still a bit queasy," Louis admitted, resting his hand on his stomach. Liam placed the newly cleaned trash can beside Louis's bed.
"Try this next time," Liam teased.
"Shut it, Liam," Louis shot him a dirty look. Liam laughed to himself and got back in bed.
"You going to be alright?" Harry asked putting his hand on Louis's shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Sorry about all that."
"Don't worry about it. Could've been any of us," Niall smiled. Louis gave them a weak smile before getting back in bed. He shut his eyes and fell back asleep in no time. By the time they got to London he was back to his normal self.
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