Harry:
"I feel awful" you moaned as you spun to your side. You were sick with a sore stomach, and Harry had invited you to spend the night at his flat so he could take care of you. "Well what do you need?" he asked, and you smiled and shook your head. "I just need to feel better" you said, and Harry crawled into bed with you. "Until then" he said, running his fingers through your hair. You sighed and fell asleep. When you woke up, you felt a hundred times better and you couldn't thank Harry enough.
Liam:
"You don't want to go to the hospital?" Liam asked, staring down at you as laid in bed. "Liam, it's a stomach ache" you smirked, and he sighed. "I'm just nervous" he said, sitting on the edge of your bed. "Well don't be, it's just the flu. I will be over it in a few days" you said, and Liam frowned. "I just think a doctor-" "No doctor" you laughed, and Liam sighed louder. "I would love some water and crackers" you whispered, and Liam jumped out of bed to get you them. As you expected, you were over it in two days but Liam made you stay in bed a little longer just to be sure.
Louis:
"Dear lord Y/N what did you eat?" Louis asked as you clenched your stomach in pain. "Chinese" you groaned, throwing yourself on the couch. "You look like a ghost" he said as he smirked at you. "Chinese" you groaned again, laying your head back. "Will you need a garbage?" Louis asked, showing a little more concern. "Definitely" you said, and Louis came back with the garbage pail from the bathroom. "Will you need company?" he asked, and you nodded. "Then make room" he said, and you scooted a little so he could slide on the couch with you. "I will hold your hair" he chuckled, and you leaned over and threw up. "Not my best look" you whispered, sighing as Louis handed you his water bottle from the table. "You'll always look beautiful" he whispered in your ear, and you smiled.
Niall:
"Niall!" you called, laying in bed. You had a really bad stomach ache, and Niall was taking care of you. Your door swung open and Niall was standing in the doorway with a questioning look. "Can you bring me The Goonies?" you asked, and Niall smirked. "Only if I can come join you" he said, and you nodded excitedly. "But I don't want to get you sick" you said, your smile turning to a frown. "Don't worry, I won't get sick" he laughed, leaving for a second to get your movie. He came back with a green tea and the DVD. He handed you the tea, put the movie in and cuddled in close. You ended up falling asleep within minutes, feeling so nice being in Niall's arms.
Zayn:
"I have this stuff" Zayn said, handing you the box of medicine Zayn had. You leafed through it and frowned. You had spent the night at Zayn's, and woke up with a terrible stomach ache. "No, this won't work. Thanks anyways, I'm going to try and sleep it off" you said sweetly. You went back to bed and, when you woke up an hour and a half later, there was a bag full of medicines and ginger ale. "I went to the shop to pick this stuff up for you" he smiled from the other side of the room. "Really?" you asked excitedly, pouring yourself a glass of the ginger ale. "I asked the guy there what would help with a sore stomach and he suggested all this" Zayn smiled. "Thanks so much babe" you whispered, sipping your ginger ale. "Anything for you, boo" Zayn smiled, kissing your forehead.
