Ziam- he gets sick during the night
Zayn's POV
I groaned rolling over onto my side on the bed to be faced with liam, who was sleeping peacefully. My head pounded with every move I made. I closed my eyes, hoping that the pain would disappear but after only a few minutes, it didn't go away. Whimpering i rolled over to the side of the bed and got up slowly. Using the nightstand for support I closed my eyes, waiting for the dizzy spell to pass. Once it did, I made my way over to the bathroom, hoping to find some pain relief. I opened the medicine cabinet only to find nothing but band aids. I groaned in frustration. I felt myself get dizzy once again, holding the counter on the sink I began to feel nauseated. I closed my eyes, hoping it would pass but a few minutes has long gone and it got increasingly worse. I bent down on my knees in front of the toilet bowl, expecting the worse to come. I took a deep breathe, earning a gag that went with it. I felt the tears well up in my eyes, not wanting to go through this. Before I knew it, vomit was coating the now soiled toilet water.
Liam's POV
When i rolled over to find Zayn, he wasn't there. I opened my eyes, adjusting to the dark room before looking around, Zayn wasn't in the room. I swung my legs over the bed and got up, carefully making
my way through the dark room, seeing the bathroom light was on. Seeing that the door was closed, I figured he was just using the toilet. When I turned around to go back to bed, I heard a groan of distress that's when I knew something wasn't right. I turned back around and knocked on the door gently.
"Zayn? Are you okay?" I asked, not getting a response. I frowned, knocking again. "Come in" It sounded like he's been crying. I placed my hand onto the doorknob, turning it and pushing it open, only to see Zayn slouched against the wall with his head in his hands. I walked over. "Zayn?" He looked up slowly, his face pale with stained tears on his cheeks. "Oh Zayn, you could've told me you didn't feel well" I said, kneeling down next to the poor boy placing my hand on his back. He shook his head, "didn' wanna wake you" he mumbled. I frowned slightly, "babe, I don't care if I'm dying, if you need something, tell me and I'll do it for you" I watched him smile a little. "Now lets go you back into bed, my poorly baby" I said, getting up slowly. " m' not a baby" he mumbled, getting up with my help. I chuckled a little, "to me you'll always be my baby" His cheeks tinted a pinkish color. I watched as a few new tears slipped down his cheek. "don't cry darling" I wiped the fresh tears with my thumb. "I love you" I leaned it, placing a kiss to his forehead. He smiled. We both walked back into the room. " Liam, do we have any medicine for my head? It's really hurting" he croaked out, most likely from the vomiting. I nodded, I walked over to my bag and pulled out a bottle of Tylenol. I poured out two capsules and grabbed my water off the night table. I handed both of them to Zayn watching him take them with one gulp. " lets go back to bed love, I'll tell management you won't be going into work tomorrow ". I walked over to the bed, helping him get into it. I lied down beside him, pulling the blankets over us, and snuggling into one another. "Sleep well my baby boy" I said softly, giving his forehead a small kiss. He smiled softly, cuddling into my side as well fell into a deep sleep, hoping he would feel better the next morning.
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I haven't updated in foreeeeever oh my god. I need to do these frequently 😅 hope y'all enjoyed 😊
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