Harry's POV

   Being jolted awake by little feet is always pleasant, but being jolted awake by little feet kicking at your upset stomach isn't as pleasant. Waking up on the actual Monday at 5:30 (yes I know its Monday because the boys fixed the clock on Saturday) I fight with everything I have to not get sick in bed and battling with a five month bump added to the difficulty. Scrambling out of bed I barely make it in time to the toilet before getting sick everywhere, luckily I was fast enough to make it. Not even having the time to close the door all if last nights dinner and midnight cravings made another appearance. Hearing the door close shut and feeling a loving hand rubbing soothing circles on my back I knew it was Liam even if my head was still in the bowl. Finally getting a moment to breathe I lean against the cool tiled wall of the bathroom. Peaking an eye open I see Liam getting a washcloth wet before placing it on my head. "Love, whats wrong? Is the morning sickness coming back? I thought that stopped after the first month." he coos gently patting the cloth on my sweaty head, and right there is when everything hit me. Dizziness, stuffed nose, cough, fever, upset stomach... I had the flu.

   I shake my head as I try to tell him what was wrong but my throat was burning so bad and the coughing didn't make it easier to communicate. He grabs a thermometer and places it gently in my mouth, taking it out when it beeps he reads it. Giving me a sympathetic smile he tells me I've got a lower fever. I groan at the thought of being sick, I was sick once with Starla and that felt like hell but now I have four babies instead of one so it going to be like quadruple the hell! Saving the pity party for myself I make grabby hands at Liam to help me stand up, he does with out batting an eye and easily supports my weight as I lean most of it on him. "Lets get you back to bed darling." he says as we walk towards the bed. The others were just waking up and instantly became worried at the sight they saw. "Haz whats wrong? Liam whats wrong with Harry?" Niall panics as Liam gently sets me down in the middle of the bed. "He's got the flu Ni, but he'll be alright as long as he rests." he says that last bit towards me as I'm always running around. 'If I could move I would' I rasp out with a small giggle thankfully not triggering a coughing fit.

   "What do we do now?" Louis asks coming into the room with a glass of ice water and handing it over to me to which I take gratefully. 'You four go to work and get the kids to school. I'll be fine, but if one of you could call me in I would appreciate it.' I say slowly slipping out of consciousness, trying to fight off the sleep I so desperately crave for just a few more moments. "Already did sweetheart." Zayn says brushing the damp curls from my forehead giving me a warm smile. 'Thank you, keep the kids away from me I don't want them getting sick.' I say as Niall and Louis leave our room to get the gremlins ready for school.  They nod as they leave, Zayn whispers loving words into my ear distracting me from what Liam is saying on his phone. "I called Luke and Ashton, they'll be over in a few to take care of you while we're at work." he fills us in when he's ended his conversation with Ash. It took a literal hour for them to get out of the house with them being so worried. Of course with them being worried the kids picked up on it and immediately ran into my room, jumping onto the bed only to bombard my pounding head with their innocent little questions. Thankfully, I'm able to get all four kids calmed and all four of my boys somewhat calm enough for them to leave the house granting me the peace and quiet I need to recover.

  "HONEY! I'M HOMEEE!" I hear Luke yell as the front door slammed shut, well I at least got the peace I needed for twenty minutes. With every step being taken by the two up the stairs increased the pounding sensation within my skull. "Oh my poor baby!" Luke coos as he and Ashton enter the room with concerned looks. "Liam says you've gone and caught yourself the flu." Ashton whispers as he closes my curtains making the room incredibly dark. I truly will forever be in Ashtons debt because unlike his lover he knows how to take care of an ill person especially a pregnant ill person. I nod lazily as if I talk right now I'm sure I'll start up another round of coughing fits. I could hear things rustling around the room as the two were looking for some thing. 

   With a fresh cool cloth pressed to my forehead, a extra fuzzy blanket, a glass of ice water, and  the dehumidifier on the two leave my room as I slowly fall into a much needed sleep.

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