One Direction Sickfics

I don't even know what to call this- for Avamae15

My phone was ringing.

I could hear the annoying tune coming from my bedside table and the thing I least wanted to do  was answer it. It was probably just one of the lads in the next room over trying to piss me off anyway. 

The ringing finally stopped and I rolled over, drawing in a long, deep breath. It was crackly and made me cough a little into the pillow I was currently laying on.

I'd managed to contract the evilest of all colds sometime over the last day or so. Sneezing, coughing, sniffling, dragging myself around as if I wasn't feeling like absolute shit. I wasn't having a good time.

And now that I was awake at the start of a new day I was so pleased to notice that I'd only become more blocked up over night and my head was pulsing violently to match the pins and needles running up my thigh.

Then the god damn phone started ringing again.

 I croaked loudly in frustration, lazily swinging out an arm to shut it up before it made my head explode.

"Answer it Haz, your ringtone is horrendous!" Liam called out. 

So it wasn't them calling. 

My hand hit the cool metal and I pulled it towards me, sneezing tiredly. My nose kept twitching, I knew I was going to be sneezing again soon but the ringing was about to stop again so I had to answer it.

When I tried to say hello nothing but a pitchy whine came out and I hurriedly cleared my throat as someone greeted me from the other side of the phone.

"Mr Harry Styles? This is Mrs Green from Zeppelin University, your name is down as Ms Lila Ebony's emergency contact?"

"What? Yeah, I'm Harry, but what's going on?"

I sat upright quickly, barely noticing the way my room was swimming in front of me. I wiped my hand across the bottom of my nose. Emergency contact. Had something happened to her?

"Please don't panic Mr Styles. It could be nothing. The problem is, Lila hasn't been attending her classes for the past two days and it isn't like her at all, according to everyone we've heard from. They say she would've rang in at least. So we're just a bit worried and want to make sure that she is okay. Have you heard from her?"

"No I- uh, I haven't," I quickly got out before holding the phone away and sneezing a good six times into my elbow. My entire face felt full of snot and sneezing just made it worse. And I couldn't even sniff because I was too stuffed up. It was just all one big fail.

 I picked up a stray tissue and held it under my leaky nose until after the phone call was over.

"I'll go check on her though, thanks for calling," I rasped and then hung up. We weren't too far away at the moment, barely a two hour drive. I had been planning on slipping away to surprise Lila when I felt a bit better but I had to go now, make sure she was alright. 

Whoever was on the phone was right, she would usually ring if she wasn't going to make it someplace and I was worried.

"Who was it?" Louis called out, obviously meaning about the phone call.

I just moaned in response, not wanting to have to raise my voice.

Half a box full of tissues, a forty minute shower and four different types of medicines later, I was finally ready to leave for Lila's apartment. I looked and felt like hell warmed over but Lila could be worse off in her flat all alone which meant that I couldn't just go back to bed and curl up and die like I wanted to.

The sneezing started up again just as I was about to leave and I grew light-headed quickly, stumbling backwards as my body shook with sneezes.