One Direction Sickfics

Sick On The Bus - Zayn

In my mind, Zayn is still a part of 1D so, here is the part of the series with him as the ill one. This is a Ziam fic, Enjoy!!

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Liam's POV

It was a going to be a busy Monday morning and as usual I was the first one up. I went to the kitchen to whip up something quick to eat. Niall and Louis walked in and Niall headed straight for coffee. "Mornin' lads" Louis said, getting a 'Good morning' from both of us. "Breakfast is nearly ready" I informed them. Harry walked in and waved, writing 'good morning' on his white board. He was on vocal rest, so the white board was the only medium of communication between us, you see, he had just gotten over a very bad cold and bronchitis so the doctor advised him to not talk for sometime if he wanted to sing. "Where's Zayn?" Niall asked, with his mouth full of biscuits. "Probably still asleep" Louis answered and Harry nodded. "We've got an interview in 4 hours, wake him up" Niall said. "I'm going to wake him up, just keep an eye on the toast Haz" I told them, specifically telling Harry because Louis can't cook and would probably burn it and Niall was eating. 

I walked to the back and found Zayn sleeping. "Z, Zayn, wake up babe" "I don't feel well Li" He said, rolling over showing me his pale, sweat coated face. "You look miserable" I said, placing my hand on his forehead. He didn't even protest like he would usually. "You've got a fever baby" I told him feeling the heat radiating off him. He groaned and curled up into a ball, looking less than half his size. I felt pity for him, he looked so sick. "What feels sick?" I asked him "Stomach" he replied, barely audible.

Zayn's POV

My stomach tossed and turned, it kept threatening to come up, but it didn't. Food would make its way up my throat, and just as I would start to get out of bed, it would go back to it's place, making me feel miserable for about an hour before falling asleep for a good couple of hours. Just as I opened my eyes, I saw Liam sitting on the edge of my bed, rubbing my foot. I felt heat in my chest. 'Why me' I thought. "You alright, babe?" Liam asked me. I shook my head and sat upright. "You gonna be sick?" he asked and I nodded "Want the bin or can you make it?" "make it" I said getting up and immediately regretting not asking Liam for the bin instead. I bent over, hands on my knees, bringing up all of the previous night's dinner on the floor. 

"Aww, Z, Baby, feeling any better?" he asked when I stopped throwing up. I shook my head and gagged into my fist. Liam took that as a signal and grabbed the bin, shoving it under me for me to puke my guts out again. "Liam, is he feeling better now?" Niall screamed from outside the room "We have the interview in half an hour." Liam left me to finish up with my new best friend and returned with Harry. He told me that since it was a radio interview and Harry couldn't talk, he was sitting it out. "Management doesn't want you to sit it out too, but I really don't care about what they say, you're not going anywhere" Liam told me. Harry had dowloaded an app to talk for him, so that it would be easier than writing it on the board and me having to read it. 

The 3 boys left, leaving me with Harry and his virtual assistant. "How are you feeling?" said an unfamiliar voice. I quickly realised that it was Harry's phone and answered saying "crap". I quickly grabbed the bin off the floor when I felt a now familiar discomfort and dry heaved till I was throwing up again. Once I was done, Harry cleaned it out and the messed up floor before we went to the front of the bus, for me to have a little change of scenery. He placed a bucket down on the floor and played a movie, it just happening to be 'The Notebook'. "I know you don't like rom-coms, was watching it with Lewis last night. want me to change it?" i heard Harry's phone say, breaking an awkward 2 minutes of silence. I Chuckled at its pronunciation of Louis' name. "Nah, it's fine" I told him and stretched out on the couch. The chuckling made me gag and bring up more of my stomach contents.

"Sorry you feel sick" said a robotic female voice. I chuckled. "What are you sorry for dumbass, you've been watching me throw up for the past hour," I told him at the halftime interval. He giggled and let out a string of shaky coughs. "Still not 100% better, I see H" "How can I be when I'm talking to you through this stupid app!" I smiled before noticing he was giving some more input."It even fucked up Lewis' name!" I laughed, which made me gag again, but not bring anything up this time, I was definitely empty. Harry handed me a glass of water, hoping it would settle my unsettled stomach. We resumed the movie and just as it was about to finish, that water decided to make a not so magical reappearance. I picked up the bucket and heaved into it. "Mate, you alright" I heard Niall say from the door. I nodded and put the bucket down. "I'm empty" I told him. "Liam will be here in a bit" I felt relieved to know Liam was there, don't get me wrong, Harry was great company, just your boyfriend feels a lot more comfortable to be around. 

Liam walked and we immediately went to the back where Liam cuddled me till I fell asleep. I woke up at 3 am because of a fever induced nightmare and Liam comforted me. I looked over to Harry's bunk and found Louis cuddling him while they kissed. "Funny how I'm the only straight one here" Niall said from above me. "Shut up Niall, we all know about your crush on Ashton!" Liam said jokingly earning a laugh from all of us. It was 3am and all 5 of us boys were wide awake. 

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I know the request was for them not being able to stop, but I felt that was getting slightly boring so I changed it up a bit. I hope you don't mind. Tell me what you think of it in the comments!!

TPWK!!