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Louis Faints In Interview

Louis's POV
Usually, I didn't mind our interview days. The interviewers usually tried to do something fun with us. Today was different. I had woken up with a killer headache and I was getting stressed by everyone asking about Harry's epilepsy. Yes, he was having seizures, but what more did they need to know?

Paul had caught the world up on our news: he had announced that Liam was fully recovered after being stabbed, also Niall's clean bill of health (leaving out his bad knee and imminent surgery), and Harry's epilepsy diagnosis.

By the fifth interview, my anxiety must have been showing because Harry put his hand onto mine.
"Are you ok Louis? You seem tense."
"I am. I don't like how they keep asking you about your epilepsy."
"They're just in shock. Remember how you and the boys reacted?"
"But that was us. Most of our fans and the public are strangers. I don't want them knowing everything about us."
"It's alright Louis. I'm not telling them everything, just enough to make them happy that they don't need to worry about me."
"Ok. I'm sure that you've got it under control," I said, not wanting to argue with Harry today.
"But you know that I'm never in control Lou."
"No, you but are today and I trust you," I said before I sniffled and Harry touched my shoulder.

The interviewer was having technical issues, so I turned back to Harry. Zayn, Liam and Niall were joking beside us and Harry looked at me in concern.
"Are you feeling ok? You're looking a little pale," Harry said to me as he raised his hand to my forehead.
"I'm fine," I said as I moved it away. "I've just been feeling a little rough, it's nothing to worry about."
"Well, I'm worried. You might have a fever."
"I don't have a fever."
"What's going on?" Liam asked.
"Louis's feeling under the weather."
"Oh no," Liam said, but before he went into mum mode the interviewer was ready, so I pulled away from Harry and we started the interview.

The interview was going well, but my hands were starting to shake and I saw Harry glance at me every so often. Towards the end of the interview, I began to feel sick. I was about to say something when my vision grew dark and I passed out.

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Harry's POV
Midway through the interviewer's question, Louis fell forwards and collapsed unconscious onto the floor. I moved first and Liam was quick to follow me.
"Louis? Are you ok?"
"Louis, can you hear us?"
"Louis?" I asked as I shook him.
"He's passed out Harry. He can't hear you," Zayn said.
"Duh," Niall said as he picked up his water bottle. "Here, use some water to wake him up."
"Thanks Niall," I said as I took the bottle from him and Liam felt Louis's forehead.
"He doesn't feel like he's got a fever," Liam said as I got some water onto my hand and I moved it gently on Louis's face.
"Come on Louis," I said. Please wake up darling, I thought.
"Why has he passed out?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know."
"He should have told us that he was feeling this bad."
"Come on Louis, wake up."
"Hold on Liam, you're my boyfriend not Louis's," Niall interrupted and I smiled slightly. Louis was mine, and right now Liam was starting to be more concerned about him than I was.
"Come on Louis. Come back round for me," I said and Louis started to move. "Louis? Can you hear me? It's Harry."
"H?"
"That's me. I'm here."
"We're all with you Louis, you fainted," Liam said and Louis he grimaced.
"What's wrong Louis? Does your head hurt?" I asked him gently and he tried to nod. "Ok. Alright," I said before there were some footsteps and I looked up to see Paul.
"Talk to me boys," Paul said as he knelt beside us.
"Louis said that he was feeling a bit rough, then he fainted."
"Is that Paul?"
"Yeah, it's Paul. We're going to get you back to the hotel Louis."
"I've got you," Paul said as he took Louis into his arms and he stood up.
"Just relax Louis."
"Hmn," Louis said, and he snuggled against Paul's chest.

At The Hotel

Once we got back to the hotel, Paul put Louis down onto the bed while Niall went and closed all the curtains. Paul then closed the door and I moved Louis's head so that it was on the pillow.
"Is that alright Louis?"
"Yeah."
"Good," I said before I kissed him on the forehead.
"Harry, I've got into a bit of a problem here," Niall's Irish voice said somewhere in the darkness. "I've closed all the curtains for Louis, but now I can't see a fucking thing," He continued and I laughed a little. Niall only seemed to get cuter when he was stressed.
"Alright Niall, I've got you," I said as I began to feel around for him.
"Argh!" He cried out in alarm as we collided with one another. "Harry is that you?" Niall asked as he felt my face.
"Yes, it's me. And be quiet, Louis's got a bad headache."
"I know, you just scared me," He whispered.
"You scared me too."
"Stop. Flirting," Louis called out to us from the bed and I smiled.
"Sorry love, I'll be there soon. Come on Ni, let's find the door," I said and bringing Niall with me, we made our way across the room. Then without any warning, Liam opened the door and the sudden, bright light blinded both me and Niall, sending us toppling to the floor in a pile of tangled limbs.
"Guys?" Liam asked in confusion and both Zayn and Paul appeared around him. We both looked up at them and Niall spoke first.
"It was dark."
"Oh you pair of nitwits," Liam said before he untangled us and he wrapped an arm around Niall before leading him out of the room.
"You, in the bed," Paul whispered and I nodded. He closed the door and I made my way to the bed on my hands and knees, just to be safe. When I reached it, I found Louis and kissed him.
"Found you."
"Hmn. Yeah you did."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I dunno why you're all so worried."
"Because you fainted in an interview. Paul thinks that you'll be ok once you've had a good sleep, and I want to make sure alright."
"Yeah. I'm a little cold in here on my own H."
"Ok. Give me a minute, I've got to crawl round to the other side," I said and I heard Louis as I made my way round the bed and climbed in beside him.
"Did you get lost?" Louis asked sleepily.
"No, I didn't."
"Good," He replied before we both fell asleep.