Requested from @DisneyQueen0625
Niall's POV
It has been a very long and draining week. It all started when Harry was complaining of a headache. Then it turns out he has a very nasty case of the stomach virus. The three of us tried taking care of him but it wasn't long until Liam and Louis came down with the dreaded sickness as well. So here I am now, taking care of three very sick boys for about a week now. Luckily towards the end of the week Harry was starting to get some of his energy back and he seemed to be over the worst of it by now. However Liam and Louis were still very sick with this bug.
"Niall, can you get the bucket please?" Liam asks, his voice sounding absolutely shattered.
"Sure Li."
I retrieved the bucket from the other room and brought back to Liam who was getting paler by the second.
"You think you're gonna be sick?" I ask.
Before he could answer Liam gagged and suddenly started vomiting in the bucket. I went over to Liam and started rubbing his back comfortingly. His body shook underneath my hand with every painful retch.
"That's disgusting." Liam muttered, looking in the bucket.
"I'll go clean this out, you should try getting some sleep." I say.
Liam nodded.
"Thanks Ni."
I went to go clean out the bucket and brought it back to Liam who was already asleep on the couch by the time I got back. I went upstairs to check on the other two. Louis was out cold in bed, mouth hanging slightly open and snoring as loudly as ever. I recorded it for a few seconds just so I could give him grief about it when he's feeling better, cause what are friends for right?
Next I went to go check on Harry. Although he was slowly starting to come out of the woods with this sickness, I still made him rest as much as possible to make sure that this virus is fully gone. Harry always seems to get the worst out of sicknesses so he definitely did not need to risk going through a round two.
When I peeked in he was on his phone scrolling through what looked to be like Twitter.
"Hey Haz, you need anything?" I asked.
"I think I'm good for now. Thanks though." Harry smiles.
I nodded and went back downstairs. I suppose while everyone is at bay for awhile I could try and relax for a bit. I went to go make myself some lunch but when I sat down to eat it I picked at it distastefully. It was as if all my appetite was sucked right out of me. I tried taking a few bites since I didn't know when the next chance I'd get to eat would be. It's kind of hard to eat anything when you're in a room full of lads with upset stomachs.
I ate about three bites before throwing the rest away. I just did not have any taste for food at the moment for some reason. I brushed it aside not really thinking much of it at the moment. Then I heard Louis calling my name. I quickly went up the stairs and found him sitting up in bed, covered in vomit.
"I- I tried to get to the bathroom but it just came so suddenly- " tears began to form in Louis's eyes.
"Oh Lou, it's okay, it happens to everyone. Why don't you get in the shower and clean up and I'll change your sheets for ya okay?" I say making my over to him.
The poor guy had completely sweat through his shirt and he was even shaking just a little. I definitely need to check on his fever before he goes back to sleep.
I helped Louis out of bed, careful not drip anything on the floor as he made his way to the bathroom.
"If you need anything just shout, I'll be changing your sheets."
"Thanks Ni." Louis said. His voice was almost completely gone and I felt so bad for him.
"No problem Lou."
I went to go change his sheets but as soon as I approached his bed for a second time the smell hit my nose and I gagged. The sight alone was enough to make me cringe but someone had to change his sheets and Louis was far too weak, and there was no way Liam and Harry could be able to handle it the moment.
I tried my best to hold my breath and avert my eyes as I quickly discarded Louis's sheets and tossed them into the washer. Then I got some fresh sheets and put those on his bed just in time for Louis to get out of the shower. He still looked just as pale and shaky as before.
"Let me check your temperature right quick Lou." I say, whilst grabbing the thermometer from the nightstand.
Louis sits down on the bed and I slipped the device under his tongue and waited patiently for the beep.
"101.5 (38.6)" I read aloud.
"I'll go get a wet flannel. We'll need to keep watch on that fever." I say.
I placed it gently over his forehead and Louis sighed in content.
"You need anything Lou?" I ask.
Louis shook his head and was already beginning to drift off to sleep. I left and went back downstairs. Liam was still sound asleep on the couch so I took this opportunity to catch a nap myself. I don't mind taking care of the boys at all, but it was exhausting taking care of the three of them at once. I laid down on the couch opposite of Liam and rested my head against the armrest. I closed my eyes and was immediately out like a light.
"Niall?"
"Niall please wake up."
I opened my eyes and saw Harry looking at me with tears forming in his eyes.
"What's wrong Haz?" I sat up.
I noticed that I felt a little dodgy. My stomach seemed off and I didn't feel refreshed at all from waking up. If anything I felt more tired.
"I think I'm going to be sick but both bathrooms are tied up." Harry said.
It took me a second to become fully aware of my surroundings before I could make any sense out of what Harry just said. Then I looked at the couch and saw Liam was no longer there.
"Okay, I'll go find a bucket. Just sit right here and try to relax." I say before standing up.
I go find our designated sick bucket and bring it back to Harry who had gone completely pale by the time I came back to him.
"Here Haz, just breathe it'll be okay." I rubbed his back comfortingly as he breathed heavily waiting for the inevitable.
Then suddenly he gagged and spewed into the bucket. I tried to tune out the sound as best as I could but it was proving to be difficult. My stomach was twisting into knots as I watched Harry be sick. When he finished I had Harry lie down on the couch while I cleaned out the bucket for him. When I brought it back to him Harry frowned at me.
"Are you okay Niall?" Harry asks.
"Yeah of course Haz. Why?" I ask confused.
"You've gone pale." Harry responds.
"I think I'm just tired mate. I've been on my feet practically all day." I reply.
"You should go back to sleep yourself." Harry mumbles sleepily.
I could tell he was fighting consciousness at the point.
"Go to sleep mate." I whisper.
I didn't have to tell him twice. Harry was out like a light in a matter of seconds. I guess I should go check on the other two and make sure they're okay.
I knocked on the first bathroom door and heard a weak "yes?".
"You okay in there Liam?" I ask.
"Yeah I'll be out in a second." Liam replies.
One thing about Liam is he really didn't like that much attention when he was sick. He usually just isolates himself in his bedroom or sleeps on the couch and you only occasionally hear from him. For Louis it depends just how sick he is. If it's a minor cold he usually just sleeps it off. If it's a stomach bug like he has now he usually needs a little bit more attention but it's usually only if he needs something. Harry is the most clingy. He could just have bad allergies and he'll be attached to your hip the whole time until he's better. But it's not a problem. I love taking care of the boys and would help them with anything they needed.
Liam stepped out of the bathroom and his face was so pale he looked like a ghost.
"Are you okay Li? Here let's get you in bed." I try to guide him to his room.
Liam doesn't even try to be stubborn. He follows me into his bedroom and I pull back his covers so he could get into bed. Liam immediately snuggled into the warmth of his many piles of blankets and sighs in content.
"Did you get sick Li?" I ask.
"Yeah, just a little though." He replies.
"You should've woken me up." I say.
"Didn't have the heart to. You looked so peaceful sleeping and I knew you haven't been getting much sleep lately." Liam says.
"You don't have to worry about me Li, I'll be fine. But anyways you need to be getting some sleep." I say.
Liam nodded and closed his eyes and slowly drifted off. I went back upstairs to check on Louis and he was already back in bed asleep. So with all three of them asleep that leaves me with nothing to do once again, not that I'm complaining. I was beginning to get a slight headache and my stomach still kind of felt off. I brushed it off as just being tired since I haven't been getting much sleep the past few nights due to taking care of the others.
I went back to my spot on the couch and tried going back to sleep. However it wasn't long until my stomach started hurting. It was as if all my guts were tying themselves into knots. I groaned and buried my face in the couch so that I wouldn't wake up the others. I tried rubbing my stomach but it wasn't long until I found myself vomiting over a toilet. I started to tear up with each painful heave. When I finished I rested my head against the toilet seat, out of breath. Unsanitary I know, but at the moment I really didn't care. My head was really starting to hurt now and I still felt really nauseous.
After a few minutes, I finally got the courage to try and stand up. I swayed nervously back and forth for a second. I grabbed the countertop for support before trying to walk. I slowly walked out of the bathroom and into the living room and laid back down on the couch. It was completely silent all throughout the house so luckily I don't think I woke anyone up. There is no way I could tell the boys that I'm sick. They're all sick as well and need someone to take care of them and if they know I'm sick then they'll try to make me rest. Someone especially needs to take care of Louis, he's got the rougher side of this sickness.
For now though, while everyone is still asleep I'll try to get some myself. Hopefully I'll feel better when I wake up.
"Niall!" A weak voice shouted.
"Yes?"
The voice sounded like it belonged to Louis.
"I- I threw up again and it's really hot in here." Louis voice shakes.
I look up at him and his face had gone pale along with a tint of rosiness to his cheeks and nose. The poor guy honestly looked terrible and I felt bad for him.
"Did you make it to the bathroom or did you get sick on your bed again?"
"I made it to the bathroom but now I feel really hot and dizzy." Louis replies.
"Okay, come sit down and I'll go find the thermometer and take your temp." I say.
I slowly stood up and went to go find the thermometer. I realized I left it in Liam's room so I quietly went upstairs and tried to get into his room without waking him up.
I grabbed the thermometer from off his nightstand and quietly walked back downstairs. Louis was still sat on the couch looking dreadful. He really did get the rougher side of this sickness.
"Okay Lou, open up." I instruct.
Louis did as told and allowed me to take his temperature. When it beeped I took it out and my eyes widened at the screen.
104.6 (40.3). That was high. Like really high. Actually it was quite dangerous. I needed to find a way to cool him off fast.
"Come on Lou, can you stand up for me? We need to get you to the bathroom." I say, whilst trying to help him to stand up.
Louis groaned as he was forcibly stood up from the couch. I started to make my way to the bathroom but Louis suddenly stopped and froze in place.
"Ni, I think I'm gonna be sick." Louis mutters.
"Just a few more steps to the toilet Lou." I say while still trying to help him walk to the bathroom. Unfortunately he didn't make it and threw up in the hallway. He was sobbing as he continuously gagged and heaved. I sat beside him and rubbed his back and comforted him as best as I could. My stomach was still feeling queasy so watching him throw up wasn't exactly helping me but there was no way I could just leave him alone in the hallway. So I stayed beside him the whole time and waited until he was finished.
"I'm so sorry Niall." Louis says, while trying to catch his breath.
"Shh, don't worry about it, it's not your fault. Do you think you can try to get to the bathroom now?" I ask in a quite voice.
"I think so." Louis replies.
I help him stand up and walk to the bathroom and I have him sit down on the closed toilet lid. Then I turn on the bathtub and have it run lukewarm water.
"I'm gonna go clean up the hallway, you just jump in whenever it fills up enough." I say.
"Do I have to Ni?" Louis whines.
"Yes Lou, your fever is too high. I'll be back in a little bit okay?" I say in a motherly tone.
Louis nodded and I went to go get some cleaning supplies. My headache has now fully developed into a migraine and the last thing I felt like doing was cleaning up vomit for the second time today, but unfortunately I couldn't just leave it in the hallway.
I gathered some cleaning supplies and got to work on cleaning it up. Just looking at it was enough to make my stomach turn let alone the awful smell. Before I knew it I ended up gagging and adding to Louis's pile. It just kept coming and coming and before I knew it tears were forming in my eyes. My throat was beginning to hurt and it was as if in that very instant my nose became so clogged that I couldn't breathe through my nose whatsoever. It was in that moment that I realized just how crappy I felt.
Next thing I know I felt a hand on my back and i jumped at the touch.
"It's just me." Harry whispers. "I knew there was something up." He mumbles to himself.
"I'm n-not sick, it's just the smell."I argued.
Harry put the back of his hand against my forehead and I didn't even have the energy to stop him.
"Yeah that fever says otherwise." Harry says sassily. "Where's the thermometer?" He asks.
"Don't need it, I'm fine. Gotta clean this up and get back to Lou." I say.
"Niall it's okay if you're sick. I'm pretty much better by now so it's my turn to take care of ya."
"The other boys are still pretty sick as well, you can't take care of the three of us." I argued.
"If you can do it then I can." Harry chuckles.
"But you're still sick though, you need to focus on fully healing."
"I will be fine Niall. Like I said, I'm mostly better so I can handle it. Now, we need to get your temperature taken so I can drug you up and send you to bed." Harry says.
"But I promised Lou I'd be back as soon as I cleaned this up and- "
"Does Louis know that you're sick?" Harry asks.
"No, but- "
"Then he'll understand. Look we all expected you to get sick at some point with you taking care of the three of us. It's okay to be sick Ni." Harry says.
"But what about this mess and Lou, and- " I cut myself off.
"I will clean this up and go help Lou. Your health is important too." Harry says.
I started to argue again but I realized it would get me no where.
"Fine." I sighed.
Harry got up to go find the thermometer had had me sit on the couch to take my temperature.
"Good grief Ni it's 102.8 (39.3). How in the world did you last this long?" Harry asks.
I shrugged. "Dunno."
"Come on, let's get you to bed and then I'll go find you some meds." Harry says.
I started to protest again but one glare from Harry was enough to shut me up.
Harry helped me off the couch and into my room where he tucked me into bed. Then he left for a couple minutes and came back with his hands full of different medicines.
"Alright I found some stomach relaxers, fever reduces, and some throat lozenges if you need those." Harry says.
"Thanks Haz." I say .
I downed the medicine and leaned back into my pillow.
"Do you think you'll need a bucket?" Harry asks.
"No, not right now anyway." I reply.
"Okay, I'm gonna go finish cleaning up the hallway just shout or text me if you need anything at all, okay?"
"Okay, thank you Haz."
Harry nods and leaves to go finish cleaning up the hallway. I feel bad having him do all that when I know he's still unwell, but at the same time it felt really good to finally be laying down in bed. Pretty soon I drifted off to sleep.
Harry's POV
I finished cleaning up the hallway then went to go check on Louis. I walked in to find him half asleep sitting on the toilet and the bathtub about to overflow. I quickly turned off the water and went to wake up Louis who was very warm.
"Lou wake up, you need to get into the bathtub to lower your fever." I say.
"Don' wanna." He whined.
"I know, but your fever is too high, you need to try and get that down."
I helped him stand up and got him to sit in the bathtub.
"It's cold." He grumbled.
"It's lukewarm, it has to be cool enough to actually help lower your fever." I chuckle.
"Well I don't like it." He says childishly.
"You only have to spend a few minutes in here, it's not that long." I say.
Louis just slumped back against the wall of the bathtub and sat there shivering, occasionally complaining about this being stupid. Eventually I checked his temperature again and decided it was safe enough to let him out. Now that his fever was lowered he was becoming more aware of everything and started acting more like himself.
I left him some new clothes to change into then got him situated in his room.
"Where's Niall?" Louis asked.
"He's sick as well now so I made him go to bed." I replied.
"Oh." Was all Louis said.
"Do you need anything else?" I ask.
Louis shook his head no so I left him to sleep. I went upstairs to check on Liam and he was still sleeping as well so that left me to tidy up the house for a bit. There was piles of tissues and cough drop wrappers everywhere.
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"Just eat it please."
"No."
"Bring that bowl any closer to me and I'll throw up on you."
It was around dinner time and none of the boys had eaten anything today and even if they have they've most definitely thrown it all up by now.
"You guys need something in your system, and soup is the lightest food I could think of." I say.
The boys looked so pale and drained and I could tell that they definitely needed to eat something.
"Please guys, just eat a few spoonfuls." I begged.
"Fine." Liam sighed.
He took his bowl from my hands and started eating. I gave the other two a look which caused them to roll their eyes and groan.
"Fine." They both said in unison.
I gave both of them their bowls and they started slowly eating on theirs. Of course I came prepared with this and got all three of them buckets to keep beside them in case they couldn't make it to the toilet. Niall ended up using his but the Louis and Liam seemed to stomach theirs better.
When they finished, I took their bowls to the dishwasher and Niall ended up just going back to bed. Louis and Liam both laid down on the couch so I turned on a movie and put the volume on low. Liam ended up dosing off and Louis completely passed out snoring loudly and all. He completely denied ever falling asleep when I teased him about it when he woke up, but we both know the truth.
After another four hours had passed and I hadn't heard a thing from Niall I went to go check on him just to make sure he was alright.
He was still peacefully sound asleep cuddled up under his many piles of blankets. I quietly closed his door behind me and went back to the living room to find Liam and Louis arguing over the remote.
"Guys be quiet Niall's trying to sleep." I say making my way over to the couch.
"Liam's trying to make us watch Toy Story for the thousandth time." Louis complained.
"Well you were trying to make us watch Grease for the millionth time." Liam fires back.
I rolled my eyes at their childishness. I couldn't tell if they were acting like this because they were still delusional from their fevers or if they were just plainly acting like five year olds. Either way it was funny yet annoying all at the same time.
"We can watch both. But first we're watching The Notebook." I say grabbing the remote.
"Hey that's not fair we're sick, we should get to decide." Louis says
"I'm still technically kinda sick." I reply sassily.
"Yeah but we're sick sick so therefore we hold rights to tv control." Liam says.
I roll my eyes. How did I even get caught up this?
"Fine, but it has to be something both of you can agree on." I say, tossing the remote to Liam.
"Yeah okay mom." Liam jokes.
I rolled my eyes again and smiled.
*****
After another few days of some tlc and all three boys were all back to normal including myself.
Heyyy. I hope you guys enjoyed reading and if you have any requests be sure to comment or message me. I hope you all had a good Christmas and thank you so much for reading. I hope to see you in the next one! Byeeee and stay safe!❤️