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The mini ban pulled up outside of the house, beeping its horn loudly to signal they had arrived. Tom, Harry, Danny and their girlfriends all sat in the car. They watched as Lara stepped out into the drive and made her way into the car. Dougie followed. Locking the front door and pulling out a rucksack over his shoulder. As he sat in the van, the others smiled.

"Whats in the bag Doug?" tom asked, intrigued with what he has in it.

"Stuff." Dougie replied.

"What kind of stuff?" Tom asked again.

"Tablets, Creme, inhaler and my epi pen, not that you would be bothered..." he replied bitterly, mumbling the last part.

"What do you need all that for? Your not going to be touching the horses or anything... No offence, but your being a bit pathetic…" Danny butted in, looking at Dougie like he didn't have a clue.

"PATHETIC! YOU THINK I'M BEING PATHETIC!" Dougie screamed rising from his seat.

"Dude chill, he was just joking…" Harry said, trying to calm the bassist down. He put his hand on his shoulder, but was only met Dougie pulling away and cursing under his breath.

As they drove to the venue, no one said a word to Dougie. He sat silently throughout the journey, gazing out of the window. But occasionally giving his bandmates dirty looks if they dared to look at him.

As the van pulled up outside the Racecourse, Dougie slipped on a pair of black ray-bans, waiting for his bandmates to exit the van. As they got out they turned and stopped, waiting for Dougie. As Dougie Stepped out, he stopped almost immediately.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!" he sneezed as he breathed

the air, polluted with the smell of horses.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea…" Ton muttered as he watched the bassists edge towards then, stopping every few steps to sneeze.

As they walked up the steps towards the front gate, Lara noticed Dougie sway abit. Slowing down, she put her arm on his shoulder to steady him. As he turned his head to smile at her, his head span, and a pounding headache began to brew. Once again Lara noticed this.

"Are you okay honey?" she asked sweetly.

"Yeah, but I think I'm gonna…" he replied, slapping his hand around his mouth and pushing past the others to make his way to the bin. The others stopped and stared as the bassist puked up his breakfast into the bin.

"Sick…" he mumbles quietly.

Lara looked over at the others, Waiting for some sort of apology.

"So maybe he wasn't being pathetic..." Danny started.

"Dam right he wasn't! We only just got here and look at him!" she shouted, gesturing towards Dougie, who was bent over the bin still, puking out the insides of his guts.

"Look, we didn't understand HOW bad it was. If we did we wouldn't have come, he never told us!" Danny replied.

"If I remember correctly, he tried to tell you at the meeting, but nobody listened to him!" Lara replied, anger in the boys lack of understanding building.

"Oh yeah, Forgot about that..." Danny muttered.

Before Lara could retaliate, Tom butted in.

"Well it's too late now, we just have to try and get him through the performance and then he can go home," Tom replied calmly whilst walking over to Dougie. He stuck his arm round his shoulder and whispered that they were sorry. Dougie replied with a simply nod, which made him lose his balance once more.

"Woah dude I got you," Tom said calmly, trying to help balancing the youngest member of the band with his shoulder, assisting him up the steps into the dressing room.

As they entered, Tom sat Dougie down on the sofa in the corner of the room. He swallowed two tablets and took a puffing of his inhaler, as he could feel his test tightening up. As soon as he put his head down on the pillow, he drifted off to sleep, waking occasionally to go to the toilet and sick up the remains of his stomach.

1 hour later, the boys woke him up for the performance, gently shaking him as no to aggravate his already upset stomach. As he got up, he felt like the earth beneath his feet was swaying. His eyes glazed over, and he crumpled to the floor. Faintly in the background he could voices calling his name, but didn't have the strength to move. Suddenly. Everything faded, and he drifted into blackness...

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