Harry woke up with the worst headache ever. He could feel his head pounding and he could barely open his eyes because of the fact that the light made him feel worse. He was supposed to do an interview today with the rest of the boys but he couldn't even get out of bed so he had no idea how an interview was going to happen.
Harry was lying underneath his blanket so he could be in the dark. He had his eyes closed, but was in too much pain to actually sleep. He felt like he might be sick but not just yet.
He had almost fallen back into a very light sleep when he heard Louis walk into their bedroom, "Harry, let's go. You were supposed to be up like half a hour ago, we are going to be late."
Harry winced at Louis speaking just a little too loudly for his head's liking. He just groaned and stayed where he was. He heard Louis pull open the curtains and was glad he was under the blanket because he was sure it was very bright outside. He heard Louis walk over to his side of the bed and felt him pull off the blanket that was over his head. Immediately Harry was hit with the brightness of the room and he winced very hard, "no Lou," he groaned.
Louis could tell right away that his boyfriend was in pain, he got instantly worried, "what's the matter baby?"
"Too bright. Head hurts," Harry groaned barley able to form a sentence. He was starting to feel more nauseous as he felt his head pound harder at the mixture of his voice, Louis' voice and the sunlight.
Louis realized Harry wanted him to close the curtains and he got up and closed them. Harry let out a small sigh as the room darkened again. Louis walked back over to his boyfriends side and talked a little quieter tis time, "Baby, do you need anything?"
"Medicine, please," Harry whispered.
Louis nodded and left to go find some pain killers for Harry's head. While Louis was gone Harry started to feel more and more like he was going to throw up, but the problem was that he couldn't get up without feeling extreme dizziness. He could feel bile slowly rising in his throat and started to panic, he couldn't call for Louis because if he opened his mouth he would be sick. He didn't know what to do. Suddenly he felt his mouth fill and his body lurch forward and he rolled over to the side of the bed with the floor and couldn't stop the sick that came out of his mouth.
"I've got your medic-, oh Haz baby," Louis saw the scene in front of him and immediately ran to his side to comfort him. "It's okay Baby. Just let it out, you really aren't feeling well are you?"
Harry, who had finished getting sick finally, just shook his head and started to sob. Crying and throwing up did not make his head feel good at all.
"Shh, Harry just try to calm down before you make yourself sick again," Louis said softly, rubbing small circles on his back for comfort.
"M'head hurts so much Lou," Harry whimpered.
"I can tell baby," Louis said sympathetically, "but I brought you some pain killers to help."
He gave Harry two pills and some water to swallow them with. Once Harry had taken them, he got comfortable in bed again and Louis gave him a bucket just incase.
"Do we still have to go to the interview?" Harry groaned, knowing how management could be sometimes.
Louis had forgotten about the interview, "no I'm telling them there is no way you can go and you can't be alone right now so I'm not going either."
Harry nodded and Louis pulled out his phone and left the room to call management. Harry could hear most of the conversation and it did not sound like management was happy but in the end Louis made it clear there was no way they were going.
"Louuu," Harry called out softly.
Louis was instantly scared that Harry's head had gotten worse or he had been sick again so he rushed into the room, "what is it Honey?"
"Can I have cuddles, please?" Harry asked quietly.
Louis grinned. Harry always got so clingy when he was sick, but Louis really didn't mind. "Of course Baby."
Louis climbed into bed and slowly pulled the younger boy towards him, careful not to move his head too much. Harry instantly curled into Louis' side and rested his head on his chest.
Louis rubbed his back slowly and Harry was too dizzy to have his eyes open so he kept them closed. Eventually, he drifted off and slept for most of the day. He didn't get sick anymore and eventually he was less dizzy and could stand up.
By the next day he felt 100% again and both boys went back to work.
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I hope this makes up for the crap story I posted yesterday. Also I have some people voting for my stories so I would like to say, thank you so much and I hope you continue to read and enjoy my work!
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