5sos imagines

He looks after you when you're ill

Calum

"Calum!" I tried to yell but it only came out as a small croak.

"Calum!" I croaked again. I sighed as I didn't get a response. I lay back down in bed before coughing loudly.

"Sorry, baby, I didn't hear you." Calum spoke as he appeared at the doorway.

"I'm sorry that I yelled so much." I coughed.

"No, it's okay, babe, what do you need?" he asked as he walked to the bed and bent down next to me so that our faces were only inches apart.

"Can I please have some water and cough medicine?" I croaked.

"Sure thing, baby girl." He smiled, pecking my cheek before standing up and leaving the room. A few minutes later, he came back in with a glass of water and the cough medicine bottle.

"Thank you. But can I ask for one more thing?" I asked quietly.

"Sure." He smiled.

"You can say no if you want to." I spoke.

"No, tell me what it is." He reassured.

"Can we cuddle? I'm really cold, and you're really warm and-."

"Say no more, babe." He spoke gently before standing up again and moving around to his side of the bed. I coughed as I rolled over so that I was facing him. He lay down next to me and pulled me closer.

"Try to get some sleep, sweetheart." He mumbled gently, kissing my cheek. I nodded before curling into his body and closing my eyes.

Luke

I opened my eyes but immediately squeezed them shut as the migraine started to eat away at my head. I groaned and rolled over but the migraine only worsened.

"You okay, baby?" Luke asked as he looked at me.

"No. I've got a really bad migraine." I mumbled.

"Aww dear, babe. Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him.

"There's some headache tablets in the bathroom cabinet. Could you please get them for me?" I asked.

"Sure." He nodded, pecking my lips before standing up and leaving the room. He came back in with a glass of water and the tablet box.

"Thank you, I love you." I smiled.

"Uh huh, love you too." He chuckled, placing the box and glass on my bedside table. I popped a pill into my mouth and downed it with the water.

"Try to get some sleep until that medicine kicks in. I'll be in the living room if you need me." He smiled gently before kissing my head and leaving the room again.

Michael

I opened my eyes and shot up before I rushed out of the room. I rushed into the bathroom and opened the toilet lid before vomiting into the bowl. I vomited again before sighing and wiping my mouth.

"You okay, baby girl?" I looked up to see Michael in the doorway, looking at me, concerned.

"Yeah. I've got a doctor's appointment today, I'll find out what I've got." I mumbled as I stood up and grabbed my toothbrush.

"I still think that you may be pregnant." He shrugged.

"I'm not, Michael. As much as I'd love to be, I took three tests, all of them were negative. I'm not pregnant, I'm just ill." I sighed. He returned it before taking my face.

"I'm sure you'll be okay soon, I'm sure it's nothing serious. It'll just be a flu or something." He shrugged.

"In which case, you need to stay away." I mumbled, moving his hands from my face and heading back to the bedroom.

"Why, babe?" he asked as he followed me.

"You go back on tour in a week, you can't catch the flu." I sighed as I climbed back into bed.

"I don't care, baby girl. You're sick, and you're my girlfriend, it's my job to look after you." He shrugged before kissing my head.

"I'll call the doctor. Until then, just stay in bed." He smiled, kissing my cheek before leaving the room.

Ashton

I opened my eyes and stretched out but immediately regretted it. I cried out at my ankle that was wrapped in plaster. I groaned as I moved slightly again.

"Babe, are you okay?" Ashton asked as he suddenly appeared at the doorway.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just forgot that I have a broken ankle again." I mumbled.

"Aww dear, babe." He chuckled as he walked into the room.

"Don't laugh at me." I pouted.

"I'm sorry, baby girl, it's just that it's the tenth time that you've forgotten that you have a broken ankle. I'm just not sure how you can forget that." He chuckled as he sat on the bed next to me and put a hand on my good leg.

"You need to take your pain medication." He sighed.

"I don't wanna." I groaned.

"You sound like a toddler." He laughed.

"The medication makes me drowsy and is disgusting." I sighed.

"I know, baby girl, but you have to take it." He spoke, putting the pill between his fingers.

"Open." He spoke, moving closer to me. I crinkled up my nose.

"Open." He laughed. I sighed and gave in before parting my lips.

"Good girl." He chuckled, putting the pill onto my tongue and giving me a glass of water.