"Louis get up! You're going to be late. Harry's going to be here in ten minutes!" I opened my eyes to my mom calling up the stairs. My head pounded and my stomach ached. I really didn't want to go to school today. I groaned as I rolled out of bed. I got dressed and walked downstairs. My mom was already gone. Now I really had to go to school. I sat down on the couch and put my head in my hands waiting for Harry to come. I didn't sit there for long before I heard his car in my driveway. I slowly got up and grabbed my backpack and trudged out the door.
"Morning Lou," Harry smiled as I got in his car.
"Hey." My voice sounded weak. He looked over at me.
"You ok?"
"I feel like shit," I sighed. Harry frowned.
"Sorry mate, take it easy today." I nodded. "We've got to get Niall too," Harry explained as he backed out of my driveway. I shut my eyes and rested my head on the window. We didn't say much until we got to Niall's. He jumped in the backseat happily.
"Morning boys."
"Hey Nialler," Harry smiled. Niall looked me over.
"What's wrong Louis?" he asked.
"He's not feeling very well," Harry explained for me. His eyes got soft.
"What's going on Lou?" he asked sounding concerned.
"My head hurts and my stomach is upset," I explained looking back at him. He reached forward and rubbed my shoulder.
"You going to be ok?" he asked. I shrugged a little. The rest of the ride to school Niall talked mostly about his chemistry test he was going to fail. Harry pulled into the parking lot and we got out and walked into the café where Liam was waiting for us.
"Morning lads," he smiled warmly. He noticed immediately something was wrong with me. "What's wrong Lou?"
"He doesn't feel good," Niall told him. He looked back at me and I nodded. He put his arm around me and we walked to our lockers. Niall was still talking about his chemistry test when we got there.
"Well did you study Niall?" Harry asked opening his locker.
"Of course not," Niall told him grabbing his books. Liam rolled his eyes and shut his locker.
"You going to be alright mate?" He asked me softly. I nodded a little. "Alright, take it easy. See you at lunch." He rubbed my back before walking away. Harry and I had first period English together so we started to walk to class.
"Good luck on the test Niall," Harry called over his shoulder with a smile.
"Not funny Harold!" Niall yelled back. Harry chuckled to himself. We walked into class and sat down. I rested my head in my hands and took a deep breath. Harry looked over at me with worry in his eyes.
"You are going to be ok Louis, right?" he asked quietly.
"I don't know," I answered honestly. We made it through English with no problem. After that I wouldn't see any of the boys until lunch. I trudged through the rest of my classes until lunch. By that time my stomach whirled around and I felt like I was going to be sick. I sat down at the lunch table and put my head down resting my hand on my stomach. I felt someone put their hand on my back before sitting down. I looked up and it was Liam.
"Not feeling any better?" he asked. I shook my head.
"I actually feel worse," I explained. Harry and Niall sat down at the table at looked over at us.
"Ok Lou?" Harry asked. I felt my stomach twist and tears started to form in my eyes.
"No," I hiccupped a little as tears feel from my eyes. "I feel like I'm going to throw up," I cried. Liam rubbed circles on my back trying to calm me down.
"Take it easy mate, it's alright," Liam whispered.
"Do you want us to take you to the nurse?" Niall asked. His blue eyes darted from me to the other boys, he didn't know what to do.
"I don't know," I mumbled. I put my head back down on the table as tears still fell from my eyes. Liam was still rubbing my back.
"I think we should take him to the nurse. He's never sick like this," Liam sighed. All of a sudden a powerful wave of nausea washed over me and my head shot up.
"Lou?" Harry asked looking me over.
"I think I'm going to throw up," I muttered as my mouth started to water. Liam stood up and helped me to my feet and led me until the restroom with the other two following close behind. He knelt down next to me as I gripped the sides of the toilet waiting for something to happen.
"You're alright Lou," Liam whispered to me. He put his hand on my back. My stomach seized up and I gagged as my dinner from the night before reappeared in the water. I could hear Niall and Harry whispering about taking me home behind me. I gagged again bringing up more of what was in my stomach.
"Poor guy," Niall whispered.
"Doing great Lou," Liam encouraged me. I coughed a little then gagged again.
"Lou I'm going to the office to sign you out. I'll be right back," Harry explained before running out. Niall knelt down beside Liam and rested his hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes hoping to be done but my stomach sent up more bile that poured from my mouth.
"Nearly there Louis," Niall whispered. I gagged one last time before my stomach relaxed. I was breathing heavy trying to catch my breath.
"Are you done Tommo?" Liam asked. I nodded. Niall reached forward and handed me his bottle of water.
"Thanks Niall," I said hoarsely. I took a drink and swished it around in my mouth before spitting it out. I reached out and flushed the toilet and stood up. My legs shook under me and Liam and Niall helped me over to the sink where I splashed some cold water on my face. Harry returned with my coat and my backpack.
"You're good to go Lou. I'm gonna take you home." I nodded at him.
"I'm sorry lads," I apologized shyly. I felt bad that the sat and watched me throw up. I felt my cheeks heat up a little.
"Don't worry about it buddy," Liam told me.
"You'd do it for any of us," Niall added. I nodded.
"Let's get you home, Lou," Harry whispered. He put his arm around me and led me out.
"Feel better Louis," Niall called after us. Harry took me home and made sure I got in the house alright.
"Sorry you're sick mate. We'll come check on you later, alright?"
"Thanks for taking me home Hazza," I sighed letting my heavy eyes shut.
"Don't worry about it. Feel better mate." I hummed a little and I heard him walk out. I was asleep shorty after that.
After school the boys came back over to check to see how I was feeling. Niall I gathered up all my homework and brought it back to me. Liam handed me a hot bowl of soup. They sat with me until later in the evening making sure I had everything I needed. I felt much better the next day. I jumped in Harry's car the next morning ready for school.
"How you doing Haz?" I asked looking over at him. He looked at me sadly.
"I'm not feeling very well." Well shit.
