Liam POV
Louis has been acting strangely since this morning. He kept sniffing and remained quiet during breakfast and in the car. When I questioned him about it, he claimed that his allergies were the cause, but I thought the problem was more than that.
Louis' face is now getting slightly green as we were in the middle of an interview. Since she hasn't been asking him questions, I bet the interviewer can tell Louis isn't feeling well.
He keeps shifting as if something is happening as I sit on the sofa next to him. I'm concerned because I have no idea what's going on.
Louis jerked forward abruptly. Then he shakily got to his feet and ran out of the interviewer. The first person to go after the boy was Harry, he got up from his seat and hurried behind poor Louis.
As the interviewer became increasingly confused, she stopped asking questions and turned to face the other lads.
"I'm not sure what is happening. But I have to make sure he's okay." I excused myself and left the room quickly.
Louis's green face told me that they would likely be in the bathroom.
When I entered, I could hear labored heaving coming from the final stall, confirming that I made the right guess.
As I made my way slowly to the toilets, I noticed Harry rubbing Louis' back and whispering into his ear while Louis was puking. After finishing, Louis sat back down on Harry. If Louis hadn't just gotten sick, that would have been the most adorable moment.
As soon as I realized I was there to help rather than just watch, I went to the dispenser and grabbed a paper towel so Louis could wipe his mouth.
"Hey Louis, wanna clean yourself off?" I offered.
After mumbling a thank you, Louis took the paper towel.
Louis eventually decided he was ready to get up.
When he rose up, his hands were still in Harry's. After that, Harry and I put our hands over Louis' shoulders and started to make our way back to the interview area.
When we got there, Niall and Zayn approached us.
"We asked, and Paul said the interview could be postponed," said Zayn.
"Are you okay, Louis?" Niall questioned while gazing up at us with his puppy eyes.
When Louis didn't respond, Harry replied for him.
"He's ok, Ni. Just feeling a little under the weather."
Louis POV
When we arrived at the hotel, I allowed Harry to show me to our shared room. I was uncomfortable. I felt nauseous and my stomach hurt. It was very awkward for me to have vomited during an interview earlier. I should have just stayed at the hotel rather than embarrass myself and waste everyone's time.
Harry and I were the first to collapse into the bed. I soon received a glass of water from Liam.
"You'll get dehydrated if you don't drink the water." Liam informed me with furrowed eyebrows.
I stared at the liquid for a long time.
"I don't want to, Li." I silently urged Harry to take my side.
"Sorry Lou, but I have to agree with Liam, you'll get worse if you don't drink."
Seriously, nobody was on my side. I ended up drinking half of the water as a compromise.
I could feel the water sloshing around uncomfortably in my stomach, but I knew it wouldn't bed there for long.
"I think I am going to throw again." I say.
Harry helped me out of bed and into the restroom where we sat on the cold tile floor.
My throat started to fill with burning vomit in a matter of seconds. It was impossible for me to keep it down. I then began puking uncontrollably.
Harry was by my side the whole time. His hands were running through my messy hair and he kept telling me I was doing good.
Eventually I was able to stop puking and I felt a lot better. Harry guessed I had one of those weird 24 hour bugs. I just shrugged and fell asleep in Harry's comforting arms.
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