5SOS sick/injured/ one shots(request open)

Luke-Strep

Luke POV
As I woke up to my alarm, I knew immediately I did not feel good. We had an interview today and then sound check, a concert, meeting. Then I still gotta finish up my homework since I decided to do it on the road. My mom just stopped touring with us on our SLFL tour. Sad.

   But honestly my life is more free I don't have my mom to control every move I make. Our alarms went off at 9:00am this morning. I really shouldn't have stayed up playing FIFA last night.
  I barely sit up and head to the bathroom getting ready, shower did NOT make me feel better in fact worse. I didn't tell the boys, knowing they can't really do anything about it and I don't wanna cancel on all those fans...

   I went into the lil kitchen and plopped down.
Ashton asked what I wanted for breakfast, said I wasn't hungry. Calum was on his phone eating cereal. Michael Just had cold pizza. He glanced at me every now and then.

"Luke were all ready, so u go get dressed into some actual clothes and then we'll head out." Ashton announced looking me in the eyes.  It may not look like I'm sick but on the inside I'm slowly dying. Not actually but it feels like it.

   I groan as I feel a headache pounding through my thoughts. Every time I spoke I could feel my voice fading and I eve got scared to swallow it hurt so bad. Not to mention that it seemed like time went by REALLY SLOW, it would feel like an hour, would only have been 5 minutes. My legs and arms were exhausted they were shaking and I didn't have an appetite. Every time I sat up or walked I regretted it, I could not move. And I am wearing a sweatshirt with a long sleeved shirt under and sweatpants and I'm freezing.

   I changed into a t shirt and then some black Ripped jeans, put on my converse, did my hair, brushed teeth and put on some deodorant and I was ready. I took some medicine for the headache that seemed to worsen.

With every painful step, I finally made it into the car resting my head against the window trying not to talk.

"You doing alright Luke?" Michael snapped me out of my daze. Catching the attention of the other 2.

They gave worried looks as well.

"Yes I'm fine just not much sleep." My voice came out raspy, then I went into a coughing fit. Calum handed me his water, he said I could keep it and I calmed down.

We headed into rehearsal, and did sound check which I barely pulled through. Then we went back till it was time to get back on stage, I never made it on stage.

Right after sound check I was a puking, sweaty, coughing mess.
The boys all came in seeing if I was ok.

"My Gosh luke are u okay?" Michael asks as I am puking. In between I said
"Oh I'm doing fantastic, I feel 100%."

"No need to get sarcastic." I then went into a coughing fit.

Tommy I have no idea came rushing in.

"Luke my gosh you should've said something. No worries we'll just come back here when we can. You need rest and medicine."

The boys helped me back to my hotel room.
2 days of puking, medicine, coughing, shaking, sweat, and no sleep later.

I was back on top and was ready to do shows again.