Larry Stylinson Sickfics

Need Some Sugar-L

Louis' pov

I woke up at 3:45am needing the toilet. Again. It had been a thing for about the last month, I had to use the bathroom every five minutes and, with as much water I had been drinking my mouth was still dry as the desert. 

I groaned and rolled out of bed, being quiet so I didn't wake my sleeping husband, and walked to the bathroom to pee for the seventh time in the last hour. 

I also chugged a glass of water to try to help my parched mouth. I didn't want to drink too much because I was tired of getting up but I really needed water. I came out of the bathroom and climbed back into bed. I was so tired and I knew I had work in the morning and had to be up early but I thought about calling in sick because I wouldn't be able to function on the amount of sleep I had gotten tonight, which was only about two or three hours. 

I fell back asleep and luckily didn't wake Harry. I managed to fall back asleep for the rest of the night but I groaned as mine and Harry's alarms both went off at 5:30am. I didn't want to get up, I could feel that I was grumpy today and it wasn't going to be an easy day. 

"Morning, Loubear," Harry whispered in his deep morning voice. He kissed the end of my nose and I couldn't help but smile. 

"I don't want to go today," I grumbled. 

"Aww, Babe, did you not get much sleep again last night?" He asked. 

"Yeah, I'm so fucking fed up with having to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night," I said grumpily. 

"We could go see a doctor," Harry said. I rolled my eyes, he had been trying to get me to go see a doctor for weeks now but I didn't want to because I figured it would stop. 

"I don't need a doctor, I'm fine," I snapped. 

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to help," Harry whispered before getting out of bed and walking into the bathroom to shower. I felt bad for snapping at him and I didn't mean to but I was tired and my mood had been off lately. I rolled over and went back to sleep. 

I only got to sleep for about 30 minutes before I was woken up by my bladder again. I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I figured there was no point in going back to bed when I was done because I would just wake up again, so I walked downstairs to find Harry, sipping coffee at the counter. 

"Glad to see you're up, Baby. I called into work for both of us and told management we weren't coming," he told me. 

I didn't respond, just stood beside him and leaned against him. "I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier, I didn't mean to. And, I think going to a doctor is a good idea," I said, giving him a hug. 

Harry hugged me back and I felt him kiss my head. "I know you didn't mean to. I forgive you. I'm glad you want to see a doctor, I'm getting worried about you," he told me.

"I know, I'm getting a little worried too," I said. 

"You've lost so much weight but you're always eating, how does that even happen?" Harry asked and I laughed, not knowing the answer. 

Harry finished his coffee and went to make a doctors appointment while I went to get something to eat. As I was pouring my cereal, I started to feel a little dizzy. This was another thing that had been happening often, my vision would go blurry and I would get dizzy. I hadn't actually told Harry about the dizziness and when I couldn't see something when my vision went blurry, I blamed it on being on my phone too much and not wearing my glasses. 

I had to hold on to the counter because the dizziness wouldn't go away. I didn't even feel myself falling until I hit the ground and then everything went dark.