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A/N: Thank you @BookWorm22322 for this request and sorry for taking a bit of time. Been busy lately but thank you for your wait. I love getting request and hearing people ideas. Also want to thank NIall_Cupcake_22for helping me.
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Niall's POV
We're doing sound check for our show tonight but I feel sicker than a dog, not that I'd want a dog to be sick, I've never understood that phase, it sounds so cruel to think of. I've been fighting with this cold all week and I believe I might have the stomach flu too but I refuse to take days off as I don't want to disappoint any of our loyal fans that had waited all year to see us. It was raining outside so we rehearsal only on the main point of the stage for our protection.
I asked if I could take a bathroom break to use the toilet but really was because my stomach was on fire, twisting in pain. I really just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep but I knew I couldn't disappoint anyone. I made it to the toilet just in time before I flopped down on my knees and proceeded to expel what I had in my stomach. I rocked back and forth, praying for a bit of relief but nothing seem to be stopping this torturous nightmare. As I was crying silent tears that continuously rolled down my face, there was a knock at the door.
"W-who is it?" I questioned as my voice cracked from previously being sick.
"It's Louis...are you alright?" He asked as he knows I've been sick all week.
