I leapt through the rain and spun on my heel (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=47273923). It was another rainy day in London. The boys had a day off before their next concert and we were spending it like 4 year olds, playing in the rain. I had long since thrown my umbrella to the side and let the rain pour onto my face and soak me through. The boys and all of us girlfriends were hopping into puddles and just acting ridiculous. Harry still had not showed up since his night with Ashley so it was a good thing they weren't needed anywhere today. I jumped over to Liam, splashing him a little bit and falling into his embrace. His arms wrapped around me tightly and he kissed my rain-soaked forehead. I looked up at him and smiled. Our relationship could not be more perfect. I loved every minute we spent together and I couldn't imagine myself with anyone else. He laced his fingers through mine and I pulled him to where I was before. We jumped into the bigger puddles, still holding hands and laughing our heads off. We had so much fun, but after a while, we decided to go find dry clothes. I pulled on one of Liam's shirts and my sweatpants while I hung my jeans and hoodie up in the bathroom. We all piled into the living room of Liam's apartment and settled down to watch a movie. I started sneezing, but passed it off and enjoyed the night. I fell asleep on Liam's arm.

NEXT DAY

I was pulled into consciousness by a ruckus in the living room. I heard Louis and Niall shouting. I winced at the intensity of the noise and the back of my head started throbbing. They must be playing video games. I turned my head so I could see the clock and the brightness made the pounding worse. It was the middle of the afternoon. As I sat up I sneezed really loudly. My head felt like it was in a vice, there was so much pressure. I had to breathe out of my mouth, my nose was so stopped up. I started to get up, but then felt dizzy and had to sit back down. As I fell back onto the bed, I let out a little yelp. The door opened and Liam appeared.
Liam: Is everything alright love?
Me: I don't feel so good.
He came over and sat by me on the bed. I closed my eyes as he put his hand on my forehead to check my temperature.
Liam: Wow you're hot!
My eyes remained closed to keep the brightness of the lights from increasing the pounding that had started in the back of my head.
Me: Now is not the time for flattery, Liam.
Liam: No. I mean, you are gorgeous, but your forehead is on fire. You best lie down.
I moaned and fell back into my pillow.
Me: Please stop yelling.
Liam: I'm not talking loudly at all. I should call a doctor to come look at you.
I shook my head into the pillow.
Me: No. No doctors. You know I don't like them.
Liam: But you appear to be sick.
Me: I'll be okay.
The door opened and I saw Louis and Niall.
Niall: Are you ok, love?
Louis: You look terrible.
Me: Thanks Lou. You always know how to make me feel better. And yes I'm fine.
Liam: You are not fine.
Me: Yes I am
Liam: Stand up.
I grabbed his hand and pulled myself up. I was shaking and soon the room started spinning and getting dark again. I fell back down, this time into his lap.
Liam: See you can't even stand up. I'm calling a doctor.
Before I could argue, he was out of the room and dialing. The other two joined me on the bed. Niall felt my forehead and then held my hand.
Niall: Maybe you shouldn't come to our concert tonight.
Me: No! I don’t want to miss it. I'm leaving Saturday.
I had told them about the plane change and they were excited to have me there a day longer.
Niall: Your health is more important. We will have other concerts.
Louis: You were just at our concert 3 days ago. It is the same show.
Me: I know but I want to support you guys.
Niall squeezed my hand and Liam returned.
Liam: The doctor will be here shortly. Boys, we have to be at the venue in an hour. Harry and Zayn will be here soon.
Niall: We aren't leaving her here alone.
Liam: No. I'll stay until the doctor leaves and I'll meet you lads there. Shay, the girls are coming too. They said that they would keep you company.
The boys nodded and left to meet Zayn and Harry.
Me: I'm not 10, Liam. I will be fine while you guys are gone. I don't want the girls to miss the concert as well.
Liam: They already said they are coming. Quit arguing with me and let us take care of you.
I shut my mouth and smiled weakly.
Me: Thanks Liam.
He pulled me into a long and tight hug. He started to kiss me, but I stopped him with a finger.
Me: I don't want you to get sick. You have a tour to do.
Liam: I don't care.
He started to lean in again and I pulled away.
Me: I care. I don't want to leave you here sick when I go back to Oklahoma.
His face fell. I hated myself for bringing up the fact that we would be separated by an ocean soon.
Me: I'm sorry.
Liam: It's not your fault. It's going to happen whether we want it to or not.
Niall reappeared at the door with another man.
Niall: The doctor is here.
He left and the man walked in. Liam squeezed my hand as he approached us and then stood up to shake his hand. They introduced themselves and then Liam explained what was wrong with me. The doctor felt of my throat and did a few other quick examining procedures.
Me: So what's wrong with me?
Doctor: It doesn't look too bad; it seems you have a light case of influenza.
Me: I have the flu?
Doctor: Yes, but it is very slight and shouldn't last but a couple of days.
Liam: What should we do in the mean time?
Liam crossed his arms over his chest and listened intently to the doctor. His phone buzzed and he silenced it without looking. The doctor talked about drinking a lot of water, staying in bed, and such. When Liam finished asking questions, they shook hands and Liam walked him out. Soon he reappeared and sat down next to me, wrapping his arms around me.
Liam: I don't want to fight you on this. Stay in bed tonight and do everything the doctor said so that you can come with me to the BRIT awards.
His phone buzzed again while he was talking and he ignored it completely. I lowered my head. He took that as a nod and was satisfied. I had already made up my mind that I was going to the concert. I was not about to miss it for anything. I would be home by the end of the week and I probably wouldn't even see them again for a very long time, let alone get to watch them perform. The doorbell rang, making the throbbing start all over again. I put a hand to my head and winced. Liam kissed my forehead and laid me down before going to answer the door. The girls were soon tip-toeing into the room.
Brooke: Hey there
Melissa: Hello
Rose: How are you feeling?
I just shrugged in response and they had looks of sympathy on their faces. Liam talked to them about having to leave and what I was supposed to do. His phone went off yet again and he still didn't check it. They reassured him. He checked his phone quickly before stuffing it back into his pocket. I knew that he was in trouble with his manager for being so late. They were probably freaking out thinking that something had happened to him. He came over to me again and rubbed my arm.
Liam: I've got to go to sound check. I'm already late, but I love you and I will see you after the show.
I smiled weakly.
Me: Bye babe. Knock 'em dead.
He smiled and slipped out the door. The girls came up to me and we talked a little bit.
LIAM'S POV
I grabbed my keys from the counter and ran out the door. Zayn and Niall had each called me twice. George was not going to be happy with me. I sped to the venue and pulled in the gate with ease. Most of the fans were all waiting in line to enter the building on the other side. The wheels screeched to a halt and I nearly jumped from the car, jogging in and finding the boys in hair and makeup.
Zayn: I was wondering when you were coming! I tried to call you.
Louis: Yeah George isn't very happy with you.
Me: I'm sorry I had to wait on the girls to get there.
Niall: How is she?
Me: She will be okay in a couple of days.
All the while we were talking; our stylists were pushing me here and there, tugging on my hair and brushing makeup onto my face. I hated this stuff. I just wanted to go out and perform, but this was apparently necessary. I must make strange faces while they do this because the boys always make fun of me for it. We talked a bit more and soon we were ready for sound check.
SHAY'S POV
Me: So where are your dresses for tonight?
Melissa: They are in the car.
Me: Go get them. I want to see them
They returned and showed me what they had picked out. We were looking at all of them and decided to try them on for each other since we had nothing else to do. We were all in our dresses and laughing about something when I decided to go ahead and ask.
Me: I'm feeling much better.
I lied, but I knew that they wouldn't let me go if they knew how much I ached.
Me: Since we are already dressed, why don't we go and surprise the boys?