Louis Sick

                                    

                                          

"I'm gonna be sick." I muttered as I bent over the toilet bowl once again for about the 8th time this morning.
Liam was there comforting me through the midst of it all rubbing my back and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. When I was done I slumped lazily onto Liam breathing deeply trying to calm my upset tummy.
"Louis, just take the day off, management will understand." Liam said.
"I can't, we have to finish our recording, then go to that interview." I argued. I didn't want to be the weak one that couldn't handle a simple stomach bug. I would be fine!
 "If you don't rest up, you'll only feel worse. Please, just one day if anything." Liam pleaded.
"I'll be fine, Payno, it's just a tummy bug." I said, getting up.
"Fine, but tell me if you feel worse, and I'll cancel everything for you." Liam said. 
I slowly walked back to the recording booth and prepared my poor sore throat to sing.
"Alright Louis, we're gonna start with- Uh Louis? Are you alright?" The recorder (idk what they call them. The person that records the singer) asked.
"Yep, just peach!" I replied, swallowing a thick lump in the back of my throat. I prayed that what was coming next, would come after I finished my songs.
"Alright if you say so. But let me know if you need to take a break." The recorder said.
I nodded my head as the music started playing in my ears. 
The nausea suddenly returned to my stomach making it harder and harder for me to sing each note correctly. Although I wasn't looking directly at them, I could see the concerned stares of everyone around me. 
Suddenly I grew very dizzy and was swaying back and forth in my spot.
"Louis are you okay?" I heard someone ask. It sounded like one of the recorders.
I couldn't respond. I was too busy trying not to puke and pass out at the same time.
When I didn't respond, I could hear one of the recorders frantically saying "stop recording."
I heard the music switch off, but it was far too late by now. My vision was swimming and my stomach was churning.
I felt a hand suddenly go on my shoulder and I jumped and the sudden touch.
"-ouis? C'n you hear me?" I heard someone ask. Just barely though, I was starting to lose consciousness, which made me start to panic a little.
Then, everything went black.
***
I could hear voices all around me. I slowly opened my eyes to see the concerned stares of all my band mates. 
"What happened?" I asked my mind still fuzzy.
"You passed out mate." Liam replied.
"Oh." Was all I said. Now it all came back to me. And sadly, so did the nausea from before.
"You gave out quite a scare there." Harry said.
"Sorry." I muttered.
"Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." Harry quickly said.
I didn't even reply. I was already unknowingly drifting back to sleep on the couch that the boys had so kindly carried me to. That is when I suddenly remembered where we were supposed to be at that time.
"Wait, shouldn't we be at the interview right now?!" I asked jumping up from my spot.
"Easy Louis don't make yourself sick again." Harry warned.
"And no, we were just about to call and cancel that." Liam answered.
"What, why would you do that?!" I asked.
"Do you not remember what just happened about an hour ago?" Niall asked sarcastically.
Shoot, I was out for an hour?
"I'm fine now !" I protested.
"Louis, you're sick, you really should take a rest." Liam encouraged.
"No, I don't want to let the fans down." I argued.
"Lou, even the recorders back there said that it was best to cancel after they saw you pass out like that." Niall informed.
"I'll be okay, I can do it! Please?" I begged.
Liam sighed.
"Fine, but if you start feeling even the slightest bit weird, we're leaving." Liam compromised.
"Deal." I smiled getting up, but was suddenly hit with a wave of dizziness. I grabbed the couch to steady myself. Luckily no one saw.
                          
***
                          
I sat on the couch, bright lights shining above us. 
"Good afternoon boys. I hope you are having a great day so far. So, here is the plan. We'll go on for about fifteen minutes, then go on a small lunch break, and come back for about ten or so minutes and then we'll be all done! Sound good?" The lady asked with a bright smile.
We all agreed, nodding our heads.
"Great! Let's get started then."
The cameras turned on, and then she began.
I was only half listening as my stomach was hurting atrociously. I had a banging headache, and I had a tightening feeling in my chest signaling that a coughing fit would be coming shortly.
I was hoping that maybe just maybe, I wouldn't get any questions and I wouldn't have to talk. That dream was soon shattered when the interviewer spoke to me.
"So Louis, you all are about to go on tour in just a couple weeks. How are you feeling about it?"
"Um, well we're all pretty excited about it, and I think that *cough* excuse me. I think that *cough* *cough* it's going to be an awesome time for us all." I finished. 
"Do you need some water, Louis?" The interviewer asked concerned.
"Nah, I'll be f- *cough* *cough *cough* *cough*." Soon I was in a big coughing fit and I felt someone pat my back trying to help stop the coughs. I heard the lady yell for some water and soon a cup of water was put in my hands.
"Drink Louis." I heard someone say. It sounded like Harry . Anyways, I took a long swig of water, and soon the coughing died down.
"I'm really sorry about that." I apologized.
"No you're fine, please don't apologize. Are you okay?" The interviewer asked. 
"Yes, I'm fine now." I replied.
The interviewer didn't look to sure, and I could tell by the looks on everyone else's faces, that they didn't think so either.
"Why don't we just try this again next week? I think you guys deserve a break." She offered with a smile. I could tell she only said that because she was concerned about me.
"Yeah that actually sounds like a good idea. Thank you very much." Liam said. 
She nodded her head, and we all got up to leave.