(Liam's P.O.V.)
I was wide awake staring at the ceiling in my room. The boys and I had a long day of recording ahead of us. The truth was I wasn't feeling up to it. I wasn't feeling up to anything. My head was pounding and my stomach was swirling around making sleep very difficult for me. I turned and looked at my clock that read 4:42. He sighed out loud. We were due to be at the studio at 8 and I had the job of waking the other boys up. I had fallen into a restless sleep a few times that night but just like the times before I found myself lying awake with no hope of going back to sleep.
I gave up on sleep and slowly got out of bed. My vision was slightly blurry from the massive headache I had. I made my way to the bathroom and turn on the light. I look into the mirror to better examine myself. To be honest I really don't look as bad as I feel. I looked a little paler than I normally do but nothing that I believed any of the boys would notice. I didn't think I had a fever either. I figured I had caught some kind of bug. It wasn't enough to get me out of anything for sure. Maybe a hot shower will make me feel a little better. I turn on the water and let the steam fill up my bathroom. I kick off my clothes and slowly step into the shower.
The warm water does feel nice on my skin. I run my fingers through my hair letting the water bring some relief to my aching body. I lost track of time as I stood there. The water was making me feel relaxed and tired. I was only brought back to reality when my stomach started to act up. I groan a little shutting the water off and getting out. I wrap a towel around my waist and stand still for a few moments. I was scared if I moved my stomach would protest. I took several deep breaths with my hand resting on my belly trying to wait for the feeling to pass. After several minutes the feeling did pass. I took a deep breath and left the bathroom.
I went back to my room and got dressed. It was close to 5:30 now. I was suppose to be up in a half hour so I guess I wasn't too ahead of schedule. I sat back down on my bed. Now that I had gotten up and around I was tired again. I figured closing my eyes for a little bit would hurt any. I laid back down on my bed and shut my eyes sleep seemed to be instant after that.
It only seemed like a few minutes before my alarm went off. I felt even more tired than I did before. My stomach was feeling significantly worse than it was before as well. It had only been a half hour. I turn my alarm off and started to stand. I felt my stomach slosh around making me feel nauseous. I thought I needed to make a trip to the bathroom before I went to wake up the others.
I went back to the bathroom feeling worse with every step. A few times I held in a gag as my stomach was trying to come back up. I knelt down in front of the toilet preparing for the worse. I held my aching stomach as I started to gag. My mouth was watering and I could feel my dinner in my throat. It only took one more hard gag to get everything back up. I was only sick a few times before my stomach calmed down a little. I flushed my dinner away before standing up again. I left the bathroom and went in the first room I came to which was Niall's.
"Ni, hey wake up," I said shaking him a little. He groaned and opened his eyes.
"I'm up," he replied sitting up. I simply nodded before leaving the room. I went to Harry's room next. Harry was a light sleeper so as soon as I opened his door he was awake.
"I'm up, thanks Li." I went to Louis room last. He was the hardest to wake up.
"Lou," I said walking in. He didn't even move. "Louis wake up," I called louder.
"Go away," Louis growled. I was not in the mood for this. My stomach was starting to get dodgy again.
"Louis please not today."
"Five more minutes," Louis whined.
"No Lou, get up." I sounded grumpier than I had intended. Louis sat up slowly.
"What's your problem?" Louis shot back defensively.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it to sound like that. I'm not feeling well today." Louis rolled his eyes.
"Whatever Liam," Louis mumbled getting out of bed. He didn't believe me.
"I'm serious. I threw up not twenty minutes ago," I explained.
"Did anyone see you?" he asked looking me up and down.
"Well, no. Everyone was still asleep."
"Yeah, of course they were." Louis gathered his clothes and pushed his way past me. Normally I would be irritated by his terrible attitude but my stomach was trying to tell me to get back to the bathroom. I go quickly and found myself in the same position I was in earlier. This time I threw up for quite some time. When I was finished it felt like my stomach was empty. I felt weak and my arms and legs were heavy. I flushed the toilet again standing up. My legs left like jello trying to keep me up as I made my way down to the kitchen. The other three boys were already there eating breakfast. I didn't not feel up to food at this moment, I sat down at the table with the other but didn't take any food.
"You not gonna eat Payno?" Niall asked taking a bite of his toast.
"Oh no Niall he's sick." Louis's voice dripped with sarcasm. There was also a hint of anger in there, probably from our earlier exchanged. Both Harry and Niall's faces dropped. Louis didn't give me much of a chance to explain my situation so I didn't try. I was feeling miserable and I didn't want to fight with them.
"Are you really sick Liam?" Niall asked.
"Don't let him do that to you Niall, he just wants to be babied today," Louis scoffed. Niall looked at me sadly and I just shook my head. I nibbled on a few pieces of toast while the other boys ate. When they finished we started towards the car.
"Don't complain in an hour that your hungry if you're going to keep up this game Liam," Louis called over his shoulder before getting in the drivers seat of the car.
"Don't worry I won't," I said under my breath. I caught a nervous glace from Niall but I just shrugged him off and got in the car. Niall sat beside me. He definitely knew something was up but I knew Louis would chew him out if I gave him any indication to side with me so I just kept my mouth shut. We got to the studio and Harry and Louis got out without a word. Niall hung behind and waited for me.
"Talk to me Liam what's going on?" Niall asked softly. I shook my head. "Don't Liam. Louis doesn't get to tell me what to do because he's in a pissy mood. I want to help you. Are you sick?" I nodded. Louis looked back at us and glared at me. "Ignore him," Niall told me.
"I've thrown up twice today," I explained. He carefully put his hand on my forehead.
"You're warm. Maybe you should just go home Liam."
"I can't. You know that."
"I can talk to someone maybe they can take you." I could tell Niall was worried.
"I'm sure I'll be ok. Thanks for believing me." Niall smiled. We walked in together and sat down in the room waiting to get called back to record. Harry had already gone back to sing leaving Niall and I alone with Louis.
"So, did you convince Niall of your story?" Louis asked condescendingly.
"Louis lay off. What's your problem today?" Niall shot back.
"My problem is I don't like that he's trying to gain sympathy by playing this game."
"Oh yeah? Are you sure it's a game? You're the only one that seems to have this opinion Louis. I believe him. Plus he's got a fever, which if you took two minutes of your time to stop attacking him you could've figured out. All you've done all day is make yourself look like an ass. That reflects nothing on whether or not Liam is sick." Louis sat quietly for a moment. It wasn't like Niall to get worked up like that so Louis didn't really know what to say.
"Niall I..."
"Don't, I'm not the one you need to say anything to. Liam's the one that's sick. He's thrown up twice today and he should be at home in bed. But because you jumped to conclusions and didn't even let him talk to us he didn't get that option." Louis sat back, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. Niall had clearly left him speechless. None of us had noticed that Harry and one of the managers had come back and had listened to all of Niall's rant.
"Mr. Payne," she said softly. I looked up at her. "Come with me please." I nodded and stood up slowly and left the room with her. He felt my head and nodded. "Sounds like Niall was right. I can arrange for someone to take you back home. This is not where you need to be."
"Thank you," I breathed out happily. One of the guard came by and without a word took me home.
"Is there anything I can do for you Mr. Payne?" he asked as he took me to the door.
"No, I'm alright I'm just going to go back to sleep." He smiled and nodded. I walked back into the empty house and went back up to my room. A chill had started to set in I assumed from the fever. I changed into some sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. My stomach had started to act up again. I know there wasn't much in it but I grabbed my trash can anyways and placed it beside my bed before getting into it. I wrapped my blankets up around me tightly and my eyes got heavy. The next thing I knew I was asleep.
"Liam," a soft voice called to me. "Li wake up mate." I opened my eyes and Niall was sitting down next to me. "I'm sorry to wake you. We stopped and got some medicine on the way home," he told me holding out his hand showing me the pills. I took them from him and smiled.
"Thanks Nialler."
"You weren't sick again where you?" he asked looking down at my trashcan.
"No I put it there just in case." Louis came into the room with a bottle of water.
"Here Liam," he said softly not making eye contact with me. I took the water from him and took my medicine followed with a swig of water. "Liam I'm really sorry," Louis said after a minute.
"Hey it's alright. I figured Niall chewed up out better than I could," I teased. He smiled a little.
"So we're good?" he asked.
"Yeah we're good."
Abrupt ending yes. But i think this one turned out ok. going to try to have another one up in a few days.