One Direction Sickfics

Niall sick and clingy

Niall's POV

'I hate interviews' I thought to myself. Well I don't actually hate interviews, I just hate this specific one. The lady that was interviewing us was very slow, and would get a bit offensive sometimes even though you could tell that she wasn't trying to be. Another thing that made this interview not so fun was because I have a headache, and the bright lights are doing me no favors. I was just ready to be home and in bed where I could sleep the rest of the day. After what felt like hours, my wish came true and the interview ended and we were in the car headed home. Unfortunately, we were an hour away from where we were all currently staying at the time so I had to wait even longer before I could see my bed.
I rested my aching head on Harry's shoulder.
"You alright Nialler?" Harry asked.
"Just tired." I replied.
"Why don't you take a nap?" Harry suggested.
I nodded and closed my eyes. After that, I was out cold.
"Niall, wake up." I opened my eyes and looked at Harry who was rubbing my shoulder.
"We're back mate. You didn't even twitch when I moved you off my shoulder to get out." Harry informed me.
I looked around and realized that I was still in the car while everyone else had gone inside.
"You just gonna sit there?" Harry asked with a smile to show that he was just playing.
I unbuckled myself and slowly got out of the car but as soon as I was on my feet I was hit with a wave of dizziness which alerted Harry that something wasn't quite right.
"Are you okay Niall?" He asked concerned.
"Jus' dizzy is all." I replied.
He reached out to feel my forehead and sighed.
"You've definitely got a fever." Harry confirmed.
I sighed sadly, realizing how horrible I actually felt.
"Why didn't you tell us you weren't feeling well mate?" Harry asked.
"Dunno." Was all I replied with.
"Let's get you inside and in bed." Harry said.
I nodded and I slowly walked to the door with Harry right by my side. Unfortunately, when we got to the door I forgot about the little step and tripped on it, falling to the ground.
"This really isn't your day is it?" Harry said, helping me off the ground.
This time Harry held onto me, making sure that I wouldn't trip again, and we made our way down to my bedroom.
I took off my shoes and laid back onto the bed and Harry tucked me in.
"Alright, text me if you need anything." Harry said.
"Wait Harry-" I was broken off by a coughing fit.
Harry came rushing over and pat my back to help get it out. When it finally came to an end Harry looked at me with worried eyes.
"What did you need, Niall." Harry asked sweetly.
"Will you lay with me? I don't want to be alone." I asked shyly.
(A/N: this is not a ship!!)
"Of course Niall." Harry replied, lying down beside me.
I snuggled up to him, finding the feel of his breathing relaxing and soon feel into another deep sleep.

Harry's POV
"Haha that's going on Twitter." I heard someone say. It sounded like Louis's voice. I opened my eyes and sure enough Louis and Liam were standing there.
"What are you two doing?" I asked.
"Posting this hilarious picture of you and Niall on Twitter." Louis replied sassily.
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Whatever, just don't wake him up." I warned, looking nervously at Niall to see if he was still asleep, which thankfully he was.
"Why's that?" Liam asked.
"He's sick." I replied, brushing some hair out of Niall's face.
"Aww, poor guy." Liam said, looking at Niall sleeping peacefully beside me.
"Just keep it down out there for him. He needs to sleep as much as possible." I whispered.
Louis and Liam nodded, quietly exiting the room.
About half an hour later Niall shot up out of bed and ran for the bathroom without a word being said. I followed him there and saw that he was throwing up over the toilet.
"Aww, Ni." I cooed, making my way over to him and sat down on the door with him.
"It hurts!" Niall cried in between heaves.
"I know, it'll be over soon love." I said, using the pet name we only used on each other if one was sick or hurt.
After a couple more minutes, it did finally come to a stop, and I helped off of the bathroom floor.
"Back to bed with you." I said, guiding him to where his bed was.
I turned around to go get the thermometer when Niall stopped me.
"Where are you going?" Niall asked in a scratchy voice.
"To find a thermometer." I replied.
"Don't leave me alone, please!" Niall gave me the sad puppy dog eyes in which I couldn't say no to those.
"Alright, I'll text Liam and see if he can bring it." I said, pulling my phone out.
Harry: Liam, can you bring the thermometer up here please?
Liam: Sure mate
I laid back down with Niall and he cuddled back into me sighing in relief.
A couple minutes later, Liam came in with the thermometer and a bottle of medicine with some water as well.
"Here you go." Liam handed me the thermometer.
"Niall can you sit up for a moment?" I asked.
He grunted in response making no move to get up.
"If you let Harry take you temp I can get the boys back here and we could watch a movie?" Liam said, trying to compromise.
With that, Niall sat up and allowed me to slip the device under his tongue. He was struggling to stay awake and I had to keep tapping him to try and get him to stay awake. Finally the thermometer beeped and I took it out.
My eyes widened at the screen.
"What is it?" Liam asked, seeing the worried expression on my face.
"It's 103.4 (39.6)" I informed him.
"We may need to get him in a cold bath." Liam said.
I nodded.
"You go run the bath, and I'll get Niall ready for it." I said.
Liam nodded and went to the bathroom while I picked up a half asleep Niall and brought him into the bathroom.
"Niall, can you wake up for me?" I asked, lightly tapping his shoulder.
"What?" Niall asked.
"You need to get in the bath love, your fever is too high." I informed him.
"Nooo Haz, I don't want a bath!" Niall whined.
"It'll be quick. Just 10-15 minutes is all we're asking." I said in a soothing tone.
"Fine." Niall grumbled.
He stripped down to his boxers and got in the bath and cried out as soon as he hit the cold water.
"It's too cold!" Niall whined.
"I know, it'll be over before you know it." Liam said.
Niall squirmed and whined for awhile until he grew too tired to care anymore and just sat in the tub shivering. We sat there for a little bit until Liam and I decided that he had been in there long enough and let him out. We took his temperature again just to be sure and it went down to 101.4 (38.5), which we were able to work with.
Niall crawled into bed still shivering and curled up into a ball under the covers.
"Can we watch a movie now?" Niall asked.
"Of course Ni." Liam replied, ruffling his hair.
I went downstairs to get Louis who was of course sleeping on the couch.
"Lou, wake up." I said, shaking him awake.
"What Haz? I'm taking a nap." Louis said.
"When are you not, grandpa." I playfully said.
Louis stuck his tongue at me in response.
"Niall wants to watch a movie so get your butt off the couch and up the stairs." I said, pointing to the staircase.
Louis got off the couch and slowly dragged himself up the stairs to be with the rest of us.
We all piled up on the bed with Niall and watched a random movie. Within five minutes he was sound asleep. Shortly after, the rest of us went to sleep as well.