One Direction Sickfics

Stomach flu - Harry and Louis

"Louis! wake up it's past 10am" Liam said pulling the curtain to Louis' bunk open revealing a sweaty, still asleep Louis. 'not him too' were the words playing in Liam's head. He gently shook Louis awake. "Li, please i don't feel good" Louis said covering his head and groaning. "I know, so is Harry" Liam said. "come to the lounge, it'll be easier with both of you in the same place" Liam continued in his most daddy direction tone possible. Louis groaned and got up, his stomach churning at the sudden movement. "ugh, im gonna be sick" Louis mumbled and Liam immediately sprang into action, sprinting across the bus to crab the extra bucket they had. By the time he came back, Louis had already emptied is stomach on the green rug. Liam sighed and helped Louis get cleaned up and into fresh pjs. Liam handed him the bucket and told him to join Harry on the couch. 

"Niall do you know where the cleaning stuff is?" Liam asked, walking in. "Under the kitchen sink" Niall answered and asked Liam a question in return looking at Louis who was sleeping squished next to Harry. Liam cleaned up the mess beside Louis' bunk and made breakfast for himself and Niall. The two of them were eating while keeping a keen eye on Louis and Harry on the couch when Liam's phone stater ringing. The caller id displaying 'simon'. He picked up the call and was immediately greeted with yelling. 

"Where the hell are you lot? Paul's waiting for you and you're no where to be seen! you were supposed to be at the interview, prepping 10 minutes ago!!" 

"so much for a good morning ey?" Liam grunted. 

"shut up Liam, I'm postponing this by another 20 minutes, you 4 better make it in time or else"

"Or else what? Louis and Harry are sick, we're going nowhere" Niall said. 

"are they now?" Simon said sarcastically

"yes they are, cancel the bloody thing" Liam said annoyed just as Harry's eyes fluttered open. Liam walked over to Harry. "what's wrong with him?" Harry asked gesturing to Louis. "sick as well" Liam replied and Harry nodded. "who's he yelling at?" "Simon" harry nodded again and laid back down. Liam handed harry a couple of pills and some water. "try taking these" Harry looked up at Liam with pleading eyes. "I'll throw it up, Li" "might as well give it a try, it'll make you feel better" Harry reluctantly swallowed the pills, already feeling it slosh around in his unsettles stomach. 

"talk when you're the one awake at 2am trying to get Harry to stop throwing up" Niall hissed angrily and ended the call. 

"what did he say" Liam asked, already knowing it wasn't going to be good. "he wants them to go but since we're not going to take them anywhere, he's sending Paul to come get us" Niall said. Liam sighed. 

A few minutes later, the pills that harry had swallowed came right back out into the bin. He gagged and his stomach lurched, sending Harry spluttering stomach acid into the bin which hurt his throat more than he would like. All the gagging and coughing woke Louis up who proceeded to throw up whatever he had in his stomach looking at him, Harry did the same. Both of them groaned in sync and fell on top of each other. A few minutes later, they heard a knock on the door. Niall went to open it, and just as expected, it was Paul. "Simon says you're faking, i don;t think you are Jesus Christ" Paul said the very second he entered the smell of regurgitated food wafting in the air. "both Louis and Harry or just one and you're making up for the other one?" "both of them" Niall replied. "I'll call Simon and tell him you're not lying" Paul said, checking for fevers, which were very evident for both. Paul left the bus and came back on in a couple minutes. "He doesn't believe me either so he's coming himself" Paul said. Liam's temper flared, "at this point the interviewer would've cancelled!" He exclaimed. "Lou, Haz, you two need to throw up on Simon's shoe, that fucker wont listen to anyone" Liam said and Louis and Harry chuckled which led to coughing then gagging and eventually vomiting. Louis actually had shit in him to bring up, while Harry was just throwing up bile and water that Liam kept giving him. 

Paul shook his head and made some dry toast for both of them. "eat this, it'll hurt less" He said and handed the two of them a piece each. They picked at it distastefully. Harry gave in and took a bite which motivated Louis to the same. They both finished about half the toast when Simon walked in. "I see you two are eating, not sick after all huh?" Simon said with a smirk. As if on cue, Harry put the toast down and grabbed the bin, throwing up whatever he had managed to eat, not seeming to stop anytime soon. Watching Harry throw up, turned Louis' stomach and he did the same. "they're sick, Simon." Paul said in a tone a lot more humanly than either of the boys would have. Simon shook his head in disbelief and with a huff said that they could have the rest of the day off but they'd have to work the next day, no matter how sick anybody is. 

The next day was pure torture for both Louis and Harry since neither was feeling any better compared to the previous day. They knew they couldn't get out of it this time so they had to suck it up and do it. Simon was forced to give them a leave till they felt better because of all the complaints coming in from the team around them. 

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a really long one oops- 

hope it didn't get too boring and repetitive