Larry Stylinson Sickfics

White as a Ghost- H

this is prompt #4 I believe ("you look really pale.") Hope you enjoy!

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Harry had woken up not feeling great. His throat was on fire, his head was pounding and spinning at the same time, he was hot and cold, he could barely breathe through his nose and he was so nauseated he felt like if he stood up his stomach contents would all come up. He was obviously sick. He rolled over and saw that it was almost 10:00am already. It was very unusual for him to be in bed past 8 but he figured since he wasn't feeling well his body just needed rest. 

Louis wasn't beside him, he must've gone to make breakfast. Harry willed his stomach not to come up and rolled out of bed. He stood for a minute while his vision went black. It was just a headrush but it didn't feel good against his pounding skull. 

He made his way over to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face before throwing on some sweatpants and one of his thick pull-over hoodies and walking down stairs. 

At the bottom of the stairs he could hear Louis humming in the kitchen and he could also hear bacon sizzling on the grill. As he got closer to the kitchen, the smell of food that would usually be delicious almost made him gag. Harry held a fist over his mouth and took a deep breath in. His stomach settled and he walked into the kitchen. 

Louis turned when he heard his boyfriend come in. "Morning, sleepy head. You're finally awake." Louis walked over to Harry had kissed his nose. He made a little hmm sound and reached his hand up to touch Harry's face. 

"Do you feel alright, Love? I think you've got a bit of a fever," Louis sounded concerned. 

"I'm alright, it's probably just because of what I'm wearing," Harry told the smaller boy, referring to his thick clothing. 

"Hmm, maybe," Louis said, not wanting to make a big deal, but deciding to watch Harry closely. Luckily they had the day off because Niall was on vocal rest, so they wouldn't be doing much anyway. 

Louis finished breakfast while Harry sat down, trying to help the dizziness a bit. "Breakfast is ready!" Louis sang, walking over to the table with two big plates full of bacon and pancakes with a mug of black coffee for Harry and tea for himself. Louis wasn't a great cook but he could make basic things and every once in a while he tries to be romantic for Harry and make him dinner, even though it usually doesn't work great. 

Harry looked down at the plate of food and felt his stomach growl angrily. There was no way he was going to be able to eat that without it coming right back up. 

Harry pushed his food around with his fork a bit and tried to take a few bites. He had managed to eat a little before his stomach told him he needed to stop. Louis noticed he hadn't eaten much and was instantly concerned because usually the boy had a big appetite. 

"Are you sure you're alright, Love?" Louis asked. 

Harry just nodded, worried that if he opened his mouth the food he just ate would make a reappearance and it would not be pretty.  

"I don't think you're okay, Baby," Louis urged. 

"I'm fine, promise," Harry mumbled. 

"Love, please just tell me if you aren't feeling well. I just want to help." Louis pleaded. 

Harry went to respond but as soon as he opened his mouth, he clamped it shut again. He could feel his stomach doing flips and it was getting unbearable. He stood up meaning to go to the bathroom, but for some reason, he couldn't move his feet. It was like he was stuck in place. 

"You look really pale, Haz," Louis sounded concerned. He stood up to go over to his boyfriend's side, but when he got there, Harry pushed him away and covered his mouth. 

"Are you going to be sick?" Louis asked quickly. Harry nodded, not chancing opening his mouth. 

"Can you make it to the bathroom?" Louis asked quickly. Harry shook his head no. "Okay, umm. I'll get a bin." Louis said, running towards the cupboard. He opened it and there was nothing there. Shit. 

He turned around and saw Harry gag into his hand. He walked over and rubbed his back, "Haz, it's okay, if you can' make it to the bathroom just let it out here." Louis didn't know what else to do and he didn't really mind cleaning up. 

Harry shook his head frantically, not as onboard with the idea as Louis. "It's okay, you'll feel better." Louis told him. 

Harry gagged again and whimpered. Louis reached over and rubbed his back which was enough to make Harry move his hand from where it was clamped over his mouth and spill his stomach on to the floor. Louis just shushed his cries and quiet 'I'm sorries' and rubbed his back. 

"You feel better now?" Louis asked. 

"A little," Harry mumbled. "M'sorry 'bout the floor."

"No, no, it's okay. I can clean it." Louis reassured him. "Let's get you to the couch to lie down, you're swaying."

Harry was dizzy and felt like he could fall over at any minute. He nodded and Louis held his arm and led him to the couch. He helped him get settled and then felt his forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever, that's good." Louis said. 

Louis got a blanket and covered the boy with it and then went to the kitchen to get a bowl since he still couldn't find a blanket. 

"Here's a bowl. If you need to be sick, do it in here. If you need me, just shout, I'm gonna go clean the kitchen and I'll be back." Louis told Harry, who was half asleep on the couch. 

"Thanks, Boobear," Harry mumbled. 

"Anything for you, Bubba." Louis told him softly while he leaned down to kiss his forehead. 

Louis cleaned the kitchen and came back to the living room to find Harry, barely awake, waiting for him to cuddle. Louis loved how clingy and cuddly he got when he was sick and he couldn't resist a good Hazza cuddle. 

Harry was only sick two more times during the day. The rest of their day was spent cuddling and watching re-runs of Friends and napping in each other's arms. Harry felt much better the next day because it was luckily just a 24-hour bug, but unfortunately, Louis got it a couple days later. But that just meant it was Harry's turn to play doctor. 

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It is currently like 1am while I'm writing this but I can't sleep. I know it's terrible but I thought I should update. 

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