"I hate this" I mumble as everything I've eaten in the past year comes back up.
"I know" Daniel sighs as I continue to shake uncontrollably finally getting a break from the constant vomiting "finished?" He asks
I nod weakly and he helps me back up slowly making my way to my bed from the bathroom. I go to lay down but he stops me so I'm sitting up lifelessly on my bed "it's 5am Paul's going to be here soon you need to get ready"
"Uhg" I groan remembering we have to fly to Mexico today do a whole day of interviews then fly to the US and do the same thing for a week "I can't"
He sighs "I know it sucks and you're exhausted but you need to try" I know he's right. I have to or management will kill me if I don't show up at these interviews but I feel terrible. I just want to sleep
"Okay" I tell him quietly
"Do you want to change?" He offers
I look down at my sweat drenched clothing and nod. "Alright" he walks away
He comes back over to me with a white t-shirt and grey sweats in his hand "this okay?" I nod taking the clothing
I slowly start to get dressed trying to stop the endless shaking. Hopefully Paul will be late picking up the other boys so I can sleep more. I barely slept last night cause I was up sick ALL NIGHT.
"You want help?" He asks
"I can-t stop sha-king" is all I say feeling bad I can't even dress myself
"It's alright" he smiles weakly helping me change quickly
*Ding Dong*
"Oh that's them. I'm gonna send the boys up to help you to the car while I pack my med bad okay?" He tells me walking to the door
"'Kay" he nods and goes to answer the door.
My stomach suddenly flipped making me gag. My hand flies up to my mouth as I try to stand and make my way to the bathroom as quickly as possible but my shaking legs makes it near impossible.
I collapse in front of the toilet throwing up for what feels like the 100th time tonight.
"Niall?" I hear my name being called but don't acknowledge it
"Oh Ni" I look up to see who said my name but stop feeling another wave of vomit
I suddenly feel cool fingers running through my disheveled hair. Their cold fingers feel so amazing on my burning skin.
I finally finish after dry heaving for 5 minutes "you okay now?" I recognize Liam's voice and with my eyes closed in exhaustion
"Cmon lets at least get you down stairs okay?" Louis says and I let all three of them help me up and practically carry me downstairs
I plop onto the couch breathing heavily just exhausted from "walking" down stairs even though I didn't do much walking by myself
"How are you doing Niall?" Harry asks standing in front of me while I shake on the couch
"Ehhh" is all I can manage to get out of my mouth
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Just Breathe
FanfictionI'll never forget that day. That day the doctor told me, I, Niall Horan, had cancer. Cancer. That awful, deadly disease that we all pray we never have to live with. I had it. It was there. Living, growing inside me like a weed. Tearing me apart, suc...
