This was a request I got. I really liked how it turned out so I hope you guys like it too. Also just wanted to say thank you to those of you how took the time to read You Make Me Strong. I'm so happy with the feedback I've gotten. You guys really are the greatest!
Liam knew from the moment he crawled out of bed that morning something was wrong. He felt hot but chilled at the same time. His stomach was in knots and the world spun around him making it hard for him to walk. He slowly made his way out the the living room where the other boys where.
"Hey lads," he said softly. The other three turned and looked at him. He looked terrible. He was pale and shaking visibly and the boys could make out layer of sweat on his face.
"You alright Payno?" Niall asked jumping up to help him. Liam's stomach cramped making him groan in pain wrapping his arm tight around it.
"Is it your stomach?" Harry asked shooting a nervous glance at Louis. Liam nodded as Niall helped him sit down on the couch. Liam rarely was sick, especially like this. The three boys looked at each other nervously all thinking the same thing. Liam had an extreme fear for vomiting. In the moments leading up to it he would have a lot of anxiety often resulting in tears. In most cases it was the lead up to the vomiting that was worse than the act itself. The boys were sensitive to Liam's fear but they all dreaded the upcoming day they were about to have.
"Do you feel like you might get sick?" Louis asked carefully. The question alone was enough to set Liam off. Tears began to fall from his eyes followed by a few sobs.
"Nice going Louis," Harry grumbled under his breath to him smacking his arm.
"We need to know don't we?" Louis shot back defectively. Niall sat next to Liam as the other two bickered.
"It's alright Li, we'll be with you the whole time. But you've got to talk to us so we can help."Niall's voice was calm and soothing. Liam took a deep breath, wiping his eyes.
"I don't feel sick sick," Liam explained. "It hurts a lot but not like in a queasy way."
"See there, that we can work with. How about a nice cup of tea? That'll help ease the pain, yeah?" Niall asked. Liam nodded. "Alright than that's what we'll do." Niall stood up. "Boys?" The other two took the hint and followed him into the kitchen.
"Right so what do we do now?" Louis asked looking from Niall to Harry. Niall shrugged as he up the kettle on for Liam's tea
"Just keep him calm I guess," Niall said looking back at them.
"We go through this every time he gets sick like this. You'd think he'd have a better plan," Harry sighed.
"That's the problem. He never gets sick like this," Niall reminded them.
"Think he'll end up throwing up?" Louis asked looking back at Liam.
"Most definitely," Niall sighed. Harry nodded in agreement. "We just have to be ready for if. We know it's going to happen so we just need to keep him calm when it does."
"Easier said than done mate," Harry groaned. They all sighed.
"It's going to be a long day," Louis told the others. They just nodded. Niall finished up the tea and took it back to Liam. Liam had curled up in a ball on the couch. His knees tucked into his chest.
"Hey buddy. Why don't you try to to drink some of this. Bet it'll make you feel better," Niall told him.
"Thanks," Liam said softly, sitting up and taking the tea. He sipped it slowly unsure of how his stomach would handle it.
