One Direction Sickfics

Sick On The Bus - Liam

Part 3 of the 'sick on the bus' series for Liam. It's a LiLo bromance fic so Enjoy!!

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Liam's POV

I tossed and turned at 1am trying to get comfortable in my bunk but it was not easy with the nauseated feeling in my stomach. The next thing I knew was that I was running down a very short tour bus hallway with my hand cupped to my mouth. I crouched down in front of the toilet, letting go of my hand finding my stomach's contents in the porcelain bowl in front of me.

"Liam ?" I heard a voice question. I answered with a quick 'yea' feeling my stomach in my throat again. "It's Louis, you alright mate?" He said. Just as I was going to answer, I gagged bringing up some more of last night's dinner. He walked in that very second. "Aww, Li, why didn't you say you felt sick?" Louis cooed "I didn't know myself" I told him shoving my head into his shoulder now that he was sitting beside me. "Damn you're burning up bud" Louis whispered as he rubbed my back. "Thanks" I whispered back. He got me back to bed and placed a bin next to the bed. I was lucky to have the bottom bunk, so none of the other boys were woken up to swap with me.

"Li, mate, let's get you another shirt" Louis said, waking me up from a long waited sleep. I nodded, realising that I had thrown up in my sleep. He got me a white shirt and set me up on the couch with a bin. He got the soiled sheets and threw them in the wash. As I was going to sleep, I found my stomach sloshing around again. "Lou" I whined. He woke up and immediately placed the bin under my chin. I heaved and brought up more. This went on hourly till 6 in the morning. I fell asleep only to be woken up by Niall and Harry's 'Good mornings'. "I don't think it's really gonna be a good morning guys, Been up since 1 with sick little Liam here" Louis said, looking at me while saying the last part being Daddy Direction for once. "I'm sorry Li, what can we do?" Harry asked me. "Just lemme sleep" I said and earning a nod from the younger 2.

I fell asleep within seconds.

Louis' POV

Liam was true to his word and was out like a light in no time. Niall and Harry played FIFA while I watched them keeping an eye on Liam. After around 8 games, Liam stated to stir. He sat up and one look at him would confirm that he was running a temperature. He was pale as a sheet of paper but his cheeks were blushed slightly red. They were getting a tint of green to them so to signal what was coming. I grabbed the bin and shoved it under him in time for him to gag. Niall and Harry turned their attention to Liam and came over. Harry rubbed his back while I held the bin steady. Niall just stood there staring at us.

"Gosh you're warm Li" Harry said. "Niall, get the thermometer" And Niall obeyed. Harry took Liam's temperature once he was done gagging and retching. "102.9, that's pretty high mate" Harry read out. Niall ran off to get some pills and returned with them. We gave them to Liam only for it to come right back up into the bin. "I hate this" Liam said and fell back into me. We gave him another try with pills, but he just puked it up again so we gave up on that placed a wet washcloth on his head.

He slept peacefully for a few hours before waking up and throwing up water and stomach acid. "Harry's made soup" I told him. "Don't want any" he said, which wasn't a surprise. Who would want to eat when they have a horrible stomach bug, trust me no one would. I still got him a bowl soup, out of which he barely ate anything before claiming to be too full. We watched a movie and by Liam's wish, we watched 'The toy Story', all 5 of them. The last one ended at 3am but Liam was already fast asleep before the 3rd one ended.

We turned off the TV and headed off to our bunks, we had done nothing all day and had to sleep because we had a huge interview after lunch. Hopefully Liam felt good enough to do it, the management wouldn't let us out of another days work. I heard soft snores coming from Harry, so I knew he was asleep and it was the same with Zayn and Niall. I was awake, scrolling through Twitter and going on a little tiny social Spree. I was in the middle of writing a note for a fan who used to self-harm before she found out about us when Liam shot up crying.

"Ni-ni-nightmare" he stuttered. I felt his forehead, my hand nearly getting burnt. "I can fry an egg on you, bro" I said and he chuckled, coughing which turned into gagging and vomiting. Luckily he puked into the bin. "Easy love, that's it, get it out" I encouraged. "I need to get all of us out of this interview, you are in no shape or form, well enough to go" "No" Liam Protested.

We got through the night, with Liam insisting on living in the bathroom. I tried getting at least Liam out of the interview, but management wouldn't let him sit it out. Lucky for him, it wasn't live because he got sick at 3 random times during it. The interview came out, edited and ready 2 days later. Parts with him spewing into the bin were cut, but the fans still caught on something being off with Liam. They asked us if he was alright on twitter and all our inboxes had was 'Is Liam alright' or 'Liam looked sick in that interview'. I sent a tweet from Liam's account saying - I appreciate your concern for me, I was slightly ill during that interview but nothing crazy. It was filmed about 4 days ago so I'm fine now :D - the fans immediately started replying and liking. I shut the laptop and turned to Liam, who was doing perfectly well now but still wanted to laze around a bit which he did. No one else caught it so the tour bus was all safe and clean now.

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Gosh, that's the worst ending ever. Tell me what you think about it and tell me in the comments.

TPWK!!