Niall and you had been married for three years now. Today was your anniversary. Liam had agreed to watch your son so you two could go out for dinner and have a nice evening Niall woke up that morning feeling awful. His head ached and his stomach flipped. He groaned as he got out of bed. You had already gotten up and were downstairs making breakfast. He decided maybe taking a shower would help him feel better. He hopped in the shower and stood and let to hot water hit him. The steam only seemed to make him dizzy. He got out of the shower and got dressed. He took a deep breath before walking downstairs to meet you.
"Morning handsome," you said smiling at him. He kissed your cheek. "Sit down, I made you breakfast," you told him. He sat down at the table after kissing your son who was sitting in his high chair. You sat down a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him. He swallowed hard pushing down the bile slowly making his way up his throat. You noticed he was eating rather slowly and became concerned. "Niall," you said softly. He looked up at you. "Are you alright?"
"Course love," he smiled. You shrugged it off and continued to eat. Niall managed to swallow all of his breakfast and took both his plate and yours to the sink.
"I'm excited about tonight babe. I'm so glad Liam was able to watch Oliver," You said picking up your son.
"Me too Princess," Niall smiled. He could feel his breakfast tossing in his stomach trying to make its way back up. He excused himself and made his way upstairs to your bathroom and promptly threw up his breakfast. "Fuck," he muttered before bring up more of his food. He coughed and spit into the bowl and took a deep breathe. He flushed the toilet and brushed his teeth. He looked at himself in the mirror and realized how pale he looked. "Keep it together Niall," he told himself. He made his way back downstairs and hugged you from behind kissing your neck as he did. You smiled.
"I love you Niall," you said softly.
"I love you too Princess," he whispered in your ear. Niall managed to make it the rest of the day without throwing up again or letting you realized he was sick. You both got ready for dinner, putting on nice clothes and waiting for Liam. When Liam got there Niall answered the door. Liam immediately noticed something was wrong.
"You alright mate?" he asked. Niall shook his head. "What's wrong?" he asked softly. Niall looked around making sure you weren't around to hear him.
"I'm not feeling well. My stomach hurts. I threw up this morning after breakfast," he admitted.
"Does Y/N know?" Liam asked.
"No, and don't tell her. She's been looking forward to his for a while," he said.
"You should tell her mate if you're throwing up. She'll understand. You know that," Liam said softly.
"I know, I just don't want to ruin this for her," he insisted.
"Alright mate," Liam sighed. You came downstairs about that time. You hugged Liam who smiled at you.
"Thanks again Liam," you said as he let go.
"Of course, have a good time you lot," he said pushing you out the door. Niall put his arm around you and led you to the car. You drove to the restaurant and Niall had a hard time keeping a handle on his churching stomach. You guys arrived at the restaurant and sat down at your table. You ordered you food and started eating. Niall just stared at his, taking small bites every now and then.
"Ni, what's wrong?" you asked looking into his eyes. He sighed.
"Havent felt well all day," he said sadly.
"Niall," you started.
"I know I should've told you. I just wanted you to have a great day," he said getting tears in his eyes. You smiled and took his hand.
"I love you Nialler, but lets get home and put you to bed." He nodded. You called over the waiter and paid for you meal. Niall got and in car and you started driving home. Niall groaned a little causing you to look up at him. "You ok sweetie?" you asked. He shook his head and shut his eyes. "Do you need me to stop?" you asked. Looking for a place to pull over.
"I think so," he said softly. He gagged a little and his hand shot to his mouth. You pulled over quickly and Niall got out of the car and gagged again. You got out and stood beside him as he knelt down in the grass.
"Take it easy Nialler, you'll feel better," you told him putting your hand on his back. He heaved as the small amount of dinner he had eaten reappears. "Poor baby," you whispered as you rubbed his back.
"I'm sorry," he said before being cut off by another round of vomit.
"Shh, it's ok baby," you whispered to him.
"I just wanted you to have a great night," he hiccupped.
"I did Niall. Now I'll have a great night taking care of you." He chuckled a little and gagged again.
"Think you'll to do a lot of that, lass," he said breathing heavily.
"You ok Nialler?" you asked as he stood up.
"I think so," he mumbled.
"Lets get you home," you said helping him back in the car. You made it home without having to stop again. But you no sooner got through the door then Niall was running for the bathroom. Liam walked over to you.
"Guess he told you he was sick," he smiled. You chuckled.
"Everything ok here?" you asked.
"Oh yeah, Oliver is already sleeping,"
"Y/N," Niall called.
"I'll let you go love. Tell Niall to feel better," Liam said walking towards the door.
"Thanks again Payno," you called heading towards the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and you made your way into the bathroom, sitting down behind your sick husband. He heaved into the bowl in pain and whimper a bit. "Aww Niall," you said rubbing his back, that was now coated in sweat. He gagged and heaved again.
"Fuck," he muttered.
"Deep breaths babe," you told him. He coughed and calmed down a little. "You done?" you asked running your fingers through his hair. he nodded. "Lets get you to bed honey," you said helping him stand. You got him into bed and crawled into bed yourself. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.
"I love you Y/N," he whispered.
"I love you too Niall."
"Happy anniversary princess." Soon after that he was sound asleep. You took care of him the rest of that night and into the next day until he was feeling better.
