1D: Sick Fics

Zayns your brother and hes sick

Your POV
Your 18 and he's 13

You were looking through your Instagram when Zayn and his friend Louis come down the stairs.

"Okay man so I'll see ya tomorrow, don't forget. Perrie's been dying to see you." Louis explains to Zayn.

You look up from your phone and Zayn smirks and nods a bit.

"Later mate."

Louis leaves and Zayn comes and sits on the couch.

You smirk at Zayn.

"What?" He asks.

"Perrie huh?"

Zayn blushes and looks back down at his phone.
"It's just some girl from school."

"Doesn't sound like some girl from school."

He smiles a bit and than goes into a coughing fit.

"You alright?"

He clears his throat and nods.

"You look a little pale." You add.

"I'm fine."

You shrug it off and hear someone enter the door. You already know who it was and you smile.
Harry, your boyfriend, comes walking in. You and Harry have been dating for two years now. He was like family.

"Hey babe." He says and you stand up. He wraps his arms around you and engulfs you Into a hug. He smiles and kisses you.

"Heyy." You say.

"Hey Zayn."

"Hey Harry. Are you treating my sister good?"

"Of course little man."

You smile at them both.

"What do you want to do?" He asks me.

"Watch a movie?"

"Sounds perfect."

You hand Harry the remote and he flips through the movie channels.

Your mom walks in then.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes guys. Oh hey Harry."

"Hi Mrs. Malik."

She smiles and turns around towards the kitchen.

Zayn sneezes and coughs into his arm.

"Hey bud, you okay? Your a bit pale."

"I'm fine! Geez! Tell mom I'm not hungry. I think I'm gonna go to bed."
He unplugged his charger and picked his headphones up.

"Zayn? Is everything okay?"

"Yea! God! How many times do I have to say it!?"

He storms upstairs and slams his door.

Your mom comes rushing in.

"What was that!?" She comes in startled with a sauce spoon in her hand.

"Zayn. Something's up with him."

"Can you go check on him?"

You nod, stand up, and grab Harry's hand to pull him up. You two walk upstairs hand in hand.

When you reach Zayn's decorated door with comic strips and caution signs on it you knock.
"Zayn? Can I come in?"

You hear a cough and you take that as a yes.

"You should wait on my bed."

"Don't be long." Harry says and winks.

You smile and walk in the room.