"Oh my god." Liam breathed out as he felt his eyes fill with tears. He lowered the phone down from his ear and aggressively tossed it at the wall, not caring if the screen was absolutely shattered the next time he picked it up.
He had just gotten a call from his sister and it was terrible news. His grandma had just passed away and he was absolutely devastated. He was all the way in LA with the boys right now and knew there was no way he could be there to help or support anyone.
He felt absolutely useless and broken inside. It was an extremely tragic thing and Liam couldn't stop his heart from feeling like it was about to shatter into a million pieces. He loved his grandma so much and although everyone in the family knew this was coming no one thought it would be this soon.
"Li?" Harry asked softly with a gentle knock on the door. Liam tried his best to pretend that he was fine so Harry wouldn't question it. He quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve and cleared his throat, taking a few deep breaths before responding. He hated being sad in front of the other boys and he definitely didn't want any sympathy from them right now.
It only made him more sad to hear everyone talk about how they're sorry and all that. He preferred to just lock himself away and never bring it up. It was the only way he'd manage to feel okay in the end but he knew this would take weeks of sobbing.
"Yeah?" Liam asked after a few silent moments but his voice was shaky. He knew Harry could probably tell something was up but he hoped Harry would just shake it off. He heard the doorknob wiggle slightly and was extremely relieved that the door was locked.
"Is everything okay?" Harry asked, sounding genuinely concerned and Liam felt the tears begin to flow again. He sniffled and dropped his head into his hands, trying to compose himself enough to form a sentence.
"Yeah, yeah." Liam muttered unconvincingly, his voice muffled by his hands. He began to silently sob and he knew he wouldn't be able to stop anytime soon. He was praying Harry would just walk away and forget any of this ever happened. He just wanted to be alone right now.
"Are you sure? I heard a crash." Harry asked and Liam frowned, remembering he had launched his phone at the wall. Liam was pretty prone to throwing things out of anger or sadness so this wasn't exactly a big deal. Harry was just way too nice and decided to make sure Liam was okay.
"I j-just dropped my phone." Liam stuttered, not fully able to speak right now. It wasn't exactly a lie, throwing a phone at rocket speed straight into a bedroom wall is totally the same thing as dropping it on the floor.
"Okay." Harry said, sounding a little suspicious. Liam let out a sigh of relief as he heard Harry's footsteps get further away from the door. He was happy he was finally alone and could sob in peace but he also knew he couldn't be too loud or else the boys would hear and be back knocking at his door, begging to be let in.
Liam purposely rolled off the bed and fell ungracefully onto the floor, not exactly knowing what to do in this situation. He just felt achy and filled with sadness. He didn't want to keep moping around all day but he didn't really have a choice.
He reached his arm up to the bed and grabbed a pillow, placing it on the floor in front of him before flopping his face down onto it, sobbing loudly, hoping it would muffle some of the sounds.
It's not that he was embarrassed about being sad. He definitely had a good reason to be. He just didn't like sympathy and it was the last thing he wanted only ten minutes after finding out his grandma had passed away.
The pillow was actually doing a pretty good muffling job and he was thankful since his sobs were now endless and he knew if he was sobbing this much out loud Harry would probably end up busting down Liam's bedroom door, thinking he had broken a bone or something.
Liam ended up sobbing so much that he gagged into the pillow which only made him sob more at how pathetic he was acting. He stood up and ran to the bathroom that was luckily in his bedroom since he was spoiled enough to have the master bedroom of the house.
He sobbed harder when he realized there was no way of avoiding what was about to come up. He fell in front of the toilet and wrapped his arms around the bowl, leaning his cheek against the toilet seat which he knew was pretty disgusting but this was his bathroom and he didn't exactly care right now.
He felt himself getting worked up again and sobbed himself into another fit of gags. He couldn't tell if it was from all the crying or not at this point because his stomach really hurt as if he had contracted some type of stomach bug in the last twenty minutes.
He gagged harshly over the toilet, leaning forward and grabbing his stomach tightly before puking into the once clear water. It hit the water with the most unpleasant splashing noise and Liam felt his throat burning just from the first round.
He blinked back a couple more tears, trying to keep himself together so he could stop vomiting but his stomach wouldn't give up. He swallowed hard and tried to hold back but he was soon forced to lean over the toilet once again, a rough gag escaping his lips.
He managed to throw up a smaller stream of sick into the toilet and coughed a couple of times, trying to get the vile taste out of his mouth. He knew at this point all of the boys probably heard him struggling in the bathroom but he didn't care.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before standing up, walking over to the sink to wash his hands. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and frowned at what he saw. His reflection definitely troubled him.
He looked absolutely wrecked. His eyes were the puffiest he'd ever seen them and his face was flushed bright red from all the crying he'd done. His cheeks were stained with tears all along the sides and there were very prominent bags just below his eyes.
He couldn't sleep at all last night and he figured that probably made him a lot more weak and emotional about what was going on right now. He turned the water on a freezing temperature and cupped his hands underneath it before splashing some onto his face.
He sniffled before grabbing the hand towel and aggressively rubbing it around his face, trying to dry himself off. Just as he began walking out of the bathroom he noticed that his stomach didn't feel any better after throwing up and he was almost sure he wasn't just sick from working himself up too much.
He must have caught a stomach bug which was just great. He frowned at the thought before hopping back into bed, covering himself up with the blanket before falling into a deep sleep. He could usually sleep for days during situations like this one.
It usually helped ease the pain a little since he couldn't really think about it when he was asleep but he often found himself waking up to think it was all a dream only to find out it wasn't which hurt a lot usually.
He slept for five hours and didn't even hear when Harry knocked on the door, asking if he wanted to go out for dinner with the rest of the boys. He tossed the blankets off of himself and sat up, noting just how much his stomach was swirling.
It felt like he had to puke again so he ran to the bathroom as fast as he could, accidentally pulling the entire blanket off of the bed and nearly skiing on it once it had fallen on the floor. He turned on the shower so it would drown out any noise of him puking and attempted to let it all out.
He leaned over the toilet, breathing heavily over it as he waited for the inevitable. He closed his eyes as a particularly bad bout of nausea ripped through his stomach, causing him to loudly retch over the toilet. He was glad that he had turned the shower on or else the other boys would have definitely heard that.
He wasn't making an effort to be quiet anymore as he continued to cough and sputter over the toilet water. He gagged successfully and puked a large stream of brown colored spew into the toilet. He had no idea how he still had so much in him but he knew at this point he for sure had a stomach bug.
Once he felt empty enough he figured taking an actual shower would be good for him so he turned the water to a boiling hot temperature, hoping it would soothe his stomach a little. He quickly stripped down out of all of his clothes and climbed in the shower, letting the hot water run down his body.
He took a few deep breaths before feeling tears sting his eyes once again. He didn't want to cry again. He was too weak to cry again. He was surely dehydrated at this point and he didn't know how much more he could take.
Between puking and crying he had lost a lot of fluids and knew he needed to drink some water soon before he ended up passing out in the shower and drowning in the small amount of water. He washed his body as quickly and carefully as he could before stepping out of the shower.
He wrapped a fluffy white towel around his body before stepping out of the bathroom and back into his room. He didn't plan on taking a shower earlier so he didn't bring any clothes into the bathroom but at this point he was super lazy and decided to just walk into the kitchen wearing his towel.
He unlocked his door and stepped out for the first time that day. He looked around before tip-toeing into the kitchen. He wanted to be as quiet as he could so none of the boys could catch him and ask why he's been hiding all day.
Once he got into the kitchen he realized just how quiet the entire house was. He speed-walked into the front room and looked out the window, only to find an empty driveway. He frowned at the fact that the boys had left him all alone but was also happy about it.
He grabbed his glass from the cabinet before filling it up with some ice and water. He chugged it down in one quick gulp before refilling it, hoping to get a ton of hydrating done right then and there. It felt good going down his raw throat but it sat heavy in his stomach and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep it down for long.
He took two more sips before his stomach decided he had enough. He walked over to the sink and leaned over it, letting out a sickly burp, followed by a stream of completely clear vomit. Liam was thankful that it wasn't as vile as the previous time since this was all water but it was still disgusting.
It was slightly concerning that he couldn't even keep water down. He was actually pretty hungry since he hadn't eaten breakfast but he knew there was no way he could even put a single ounce of food in his stomach right now.
His stomach lurched once more and he leaned further over the sink, expelling more of the clear liquid with a horrendous splashing noise. He heard a car pull up in the driveway and knew the boys were home.
He was now panicking. He didn't want to get caught being out of his room because then he would get interrogated about it all. His breathing quickened, only causing him to throw up more into the sink.
Liam heard the front door unlock and was now full on freaking out. He could tell his stomach wasn't empty but he had to risk it. He started jogging to his room but was caught halfway through his journey.
"Hey." Harry said softly as he walked in the front door. Liam knew Harry could tell something was up. It wouldn't be surprising if he did. Liam was sobbing pretty loudly earlier and his puffy face was a dead giveaway.
"Hi." Liam breathed out, unsure of what to say since he wasn't planning on interacting with any of the boys today. He looked down at the floor awkwardly before realizing he was still only wrapped up in a white towel from the waist down.
"Oh, Uh-" Liam started, trying to explain why he was only in a towel but he didn't have any ideas on what to say and it was now awkwardly silent for too long. Harry gave a weak smile at the boy, hoping he'd return it.
Liam began to feel really sweaty and he wasn't sure if it was from nerves or his sickness. He quickly realized it was the latter after feeling his stomach lurch aggressively, not giving him any time to react.
He leaned over as quickly as he could, wrapping his arms tightly around his stomach as he bent in half, heaving up more of the water he had previously chugged. Harry gasped before rushing into action, he gently rubbed Liam's back and assured him everything would be okay.
Liam sobbed as he puked and everything hit him once again. His grandma was gone and he was now caught sobbing over a pile of puke. It was an absolutely pathetic sight and Niall wasn't so pleased to see it when he walked through the front door.
"Gross." Niall said rudely as he avoided looking directly at the mess, not exactly taking Liam's feelings into consideration. Harry gave Niall a glare and Niall frowned before mumbling a quiet apology to Liam.
Louis walked in a few moments later, holding a few takeout boxes. He frowned at the sight before looking at the food in his hands.
"This suddenly doesn't sound too appetizing any more." Louis joked before walking into the kitchen and setting down the boxes. He quickly returned with a glass of water and handed it to the hunched over boy.
"Why are you puking, Li?" Louis asked in concern as he watched Liam weakly take a sip of the water, swishing it around his mouth before spitting it onto the floor below, causing Harry to wince in disgust at the action.
"S-stomach bug I think." Liam said quietly. It was only the truth though. Liam knew he couldn't be puking this much just from crying. He had somehow managed to have two terrible things happen to him in one day. It was just his luck.
Louis gave a sympathetic nod at the answer before taking the water back from Liam and walking away to set it in the kitchen sink. Liam straightened up after feeling like he was totally empty and Harry helped guide him back to his bedroom.
Harry saw the blankets spread across the floor and a few pillows down there as well. He looked a little confused but shook it off. He gathered all the blankets from the ground before spotting Liam's phone on the floor in the corner.
Harry raised a brow at Liam before walking over and picking it up. He turned it over to reveal the completely shattered screen. It looked like a web that had been worked on by a crafty spider for it's entire life.
"Uh, Liam?" Harry asked in confusion as he showed the screen to Liam, wondering why this happened. Liam broke down in the sight. Not at the fact that he was sad about his phone screen but just because it reminded him of everything that happened and once again he was ugly crying into his hands.
Harry's expression softened as he walked over to the boy, wrapping him in a tight hug. Harry didn't exactly understand what was going on but he wanted to be as supportive as he could right now since he figured it couldn't be good if it had Liam crying.
"I-I-I." Liam hiccuped inbetween sobs, trying to get the words out but he just couldn't. Harry backed away from the hug and grabbed Liam by the shoulder's, looking him in the eye, trying to calm him down a little.
"Deep breaths, Li." Harry said quietly and he wasn't even sure if Liam could hear over all the sobbing he was currently doing. Louis and Niall were now stood in the doorway, feeling completely useless but still standing there incase they could provide any help in the next few seconds.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to start crying." Liam said as he took a few deeps breaths, seemingly calming himself down just a little before trying to speak once again. Harry nodded, a look of concern covering his face. He just wanted to know why Liam was upset.
"I got a call e-earlier." Liam started, feeling choked up just talking about it. He knew it was going to be hard to tell the boys and he really didn't want to tell them this soon but he knew he had to or else they'd worry about him for an unnecessary amount of time.
"Yeah?" Harry asked softly, encouraging Liam to continue.
"My g-grandma." Liam said but was cut off by a harsh sob. Harry seemingly understood what Liam was trying to say because he pulled him back into a tight hug and sympathetically rubbed the boy's back.
Harry was now crying himself and he could see Louis and Niall were trying their hardest not to tear up from their position in the doorway. Harry silently gestured for them to come in and soon enough they were in a massive group hug.
"I'm so sorry." Louis whispered during the hug and Liam felt his heart shatter even more. He just didn't like when people said they were sorry about it because usually they weren't but he could see from Louis' face that he genuinely cared and it made Liam feel a little more happy.
"I don't f-feel good." Liam mumbled, stepping back from the hug. Harry nodded before wiping the tears from his own eyes and grabbing Liam tightly by the upper-arm, dragging him into the bathroom so he could puke.
Liam sniffled and wiped his eyes with his hands as he prepared himself for what was to come. Harry handed the boy a tissue and Liam gratefully took it, wiping his eyes and nose off before throwing it away in the trash can beside the toilet.
Liam unexpectedly gagged over the toilet and Harry rubbed his back. Louis and Niall stayed back in the bedroom, not seeing the point in having four boys cram in a small bathroom just to watch Liam throw up. It would probably get pretty claustrophobic in there and that wouldn't be helpful or good for anyone.
Liam gagged again, praying that it would all be over soon.
"I can't believe you caught a stomach bug." Harry breathed out, sounding genuinely shocked at the fact that two bad things happened to Liam at once. Liam didn't deserve any of it and it hurt Harry's heart to see him like this. If Harry could take Liam's spot he would in a heartbeat.
"Just my luck, right?" Liam said, giving a fake laugh before gagging over the toilet once again, closing his eyes as more puke poured from his mouth. He didn't like the sight of it and decided it would be better if he just closed his eyes for the entire thing.
"M'done." He mumbled after a few moments, feeling extremely tired. He flushed the toilet before standing up. Harry grabbed the sick boy's arm once again and helped him into his bed, hoping he would fall asleep and feel better when he woke.
"We love you, Li." Niall said once Liam was tucked up in bed. Liam gave a weak smile, feeling thankful that he had all these supportive best friends around him to help in situations like these.
"I love you too." Liam said.
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Hi friends! I just want to thank you all for being so kind and sweet to me while I'm here helping Charlee update since she's away. I genuinely never thought I'd receive this much positive feedback on my stories and I'm so so so thankful. You guys have inspired me to restart my sickfic book and I'll be posting as soon as I'm done helping Charlee out! Thank you so much Charlee for letting me take over your account for the time you're away and letting me be able to write updates for such wonderful people. I'm so happy about all of this and I just love you all ahhhh! I hope you like the update! My account is @larrysickfics
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