Harry woke in the middle of the night feeling incredibly nauseous.
The day before, he had been been having stomach cramps, which worsened after he slowly but painfully ate his dinner. Harry and his husband Louis had recently been babysitting Lux, their stylists daughter who was just starting to recover from the stomach flu, so Harry guessed he had picked it up from her. Harry decided against waking Louis as they had a busy schedule and the Cheshire lad did not see the point in waking his older husband.
Harry slowly sat up in his bed, holding his stomach as tight as he could. He took a deep breath and rubbed his belly, trying to calm down the chaos that was happening inside his stomach. A loud groan escaped his mouth as he bent forward, preparing himself to sit downstairs on the sofa as he did not want to wake his lightly snorning husband.
As the pain was yet to disappear, Harry decided to check on his 18 month old baby girl, who was a miracle he and Louis were not expected. A small smile crepped onto his face, despite how unwell he was feeling. His beautiful Ariella, was fast asleep letting out what Harry thought was the cutest of snores. After admiring his daughter for several minutes, he decided to head back to bed.
Harry slowly leaned back into the pillows, curling up against Louis' chest and continued to massage his stomach. Several minutes later, he too was fast asleep.
"Boobear .... boo please wake up" Harry tried to wake his sleeping husband but the familiar tug of nausea in his throat and stomach made the impending event much sooner than he anticipated. He quickly ran into the en-suite, briefly flicking on the light, but also leaving the door wide open, fell to his knees just in time for his dinner to make an appearance.
On the other hand, Louis woke to hear his husband burst into the bathroom, he then heard gagging and wretching, so climbed out of bed and into the bathroom, shivering as the cold hair hit his bare skin.
"Oh baby" he sighed, seeing Harry bent over the porcelain, as the he vomited into the once clear water.
"Boo" Harry moaned as he retched once again. After several minutes, Harry had stopped vomited and fell back into Louis' chest.
"Lets get you back to bed baby" Louis carried Harry back to bed, pulling him into his chest and both men soon fell into a deep slumber.
After 3 more days of vomiting, high temperatures and many cuddles Harry was back to his normal goofy self.
