You're Sick | 4/4 | *REQUESTED*

                                    

                                          
A/N  - I can't find who requested this but I wanna apologise massively for the time it took. I had one written & ready to post but it deleted so I had to start again. I hope you enjoy💞
                          
Calum 
You're 5
His P.O.V
                          
I sat holding back my little sisters hair back with one hand and ran a soothing hand down her back while she lent over the toilet throwing up the contents of her stomach. 
                          
"All done?" I asked her, when it looked as if she was finished. She nodded sleepily at me, she was pale as anything and looked as if she was sweating. I felt the top of her head to find she was pretty hot, so I found her some medicine to help bring the temperature down. 
                          
I carried her into my room with a bucket handy, putting the fan on a low speed as I walked in. 
                          
"I feel poorly and my tummy hurts!" She cried as I laid us both down on my bed.
                          
"I know you do, try and get some sleep kiddo ok? I'll put Disney movies on for you." I said sympathetically. 
                          
A short while into the movie she was asleep clutching her stomach, every now and then stirring in her sleep and whining a little in pain.
                          
Michael 
You're 16
Your P.O.V
                          
All I've done is cough and sneeze, and my voice was beginning to disappear. I felt dreadful and just wanted to go home - I was at school.
                          
I went to the nurses office who decided to send me home after much persuasion, she phoned my brother Michael to come and pick me up. 
                          
Time skip
                          
"You look like shit." Michael said, when he picked me up.
                          
"Gee, thanks!" I grumbled, rolling my eyes.
                          
"Let's get you home, yeah? I'll make some soup." 
                          
Michael was the sort of brother that could be the biggest asshole to me, yet the times I've needed him he's serious enough and caring. Arriving home, he instructed me to get in my comfy clothes, pick a film and lay on the sofa with pillows and blankets and he looked after me for the whole day. 
                          
Ashton
You're 7
His P.O.V
                          
Something was wrong with (Y/N), she wasn't at all well and it was worrying me. She caught a sickness bug and with her having a weak immune system she wasn't at all well. 
                          
We tried everything, she was crying while clinging on to me, only leaving to go the bathroom. She couldn't keep any food or water down which was what worries me most. In the end I decided to take her to the hospital where in the past they attached her to a drip which normally helped her recover faster.
                          
When we arrived they admitted her onto the ward, where they have her medicine directly from the cannula and left her on fluids. She kept whining in pain while she slept, but I held in her in my arms, playing with her hair, singing her favourite songs quietly in her ear.
                          
Luke 
You're 17
Your P.O.V
                          
I raced towards the bathroom where I threw up the contents of my stomach into the toilet. 
                          
My head was pounding, I felt dizzy, sick. I kept going in and out of cold and hot sweats. I hadn't suffered with a migraine like this for such a long period of time.
                          
Luke appeared behind me, gently pulling my hair back to avoid it getting in the way, running a soothing hand up and down my back.
                          
"You okay?" He asked, quietly.
                          
"No, my head really hurts." I sniffed. Sometimes they'd get to the extreme where it bought me to tears, much like today.
                          
"Go to bed and sleep it off, OK?" Luke said in a soft, quiet voice. I nodded in reply, stumbling to my room and hiding underneath the covers. 
                          
Not long later, Luke came in. He placed a cold flannel over my head, made sure a bucket was near by and laid next to me making sure I was okay.
                          
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