Prompts(l.s)

17

In the honour of this tweet today😌

Louis gets his wisdom teeth removed and Harry's there to look after him.

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"Are you sure you want to go through with this Lou?" Harry confirmed one last time even though they'd already booked an appointment for the evening.

"I need to, Harreh. Its not like as if I have a choice anyways." Louis grumbled pressing circles at his temples. "Giving me a headache that, and its better to remove the tooth than fill the cavity."

"Right yeah." Harry mumbled watching Louis get up gingerly to his feet. The pain was unbearable to say the least and Louis had started developing sinus-like headaches because of it. A trip to the dentist pretty much confirmed it was a cavity on both his lower molars and they had to come out.

They ended up pushing the dreaded appointment further away until Louis couldn't take the excruciating pain anymore.

"Why do I feel like your gonna chicken out again later?" Harry sighed pushing his hair out of the way. He knew better than anyone that Louis didn't have a high pain tolerance, and even though they would probably put him on anaesthesia there's no way Louis wouldn't put up a fight in the last minute.

"You wait and see, It'll go by in a breeze. There's nothing to worry about." Louis argued seemlingly trying to convince himself.

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"Harry I can't do this, I'm gonna puke get me home!" Louis panicked rushing to get back into the car. Harry locked the car doors with a small shake of his head literally pulling the lad over his shoulder.

"Nows not the time boo, I asked you a thousand times at home." Harry said wincing when Louis pulled and pinched at the back of his shirt.

"Put me down you oaf or I'll puke down your shirt!" Louis growled which was about as intimidating as an angry kitten. Harry let him down anyways only for him to run straight for the parking exit.

"Louis! Get back here!" Harry shouted in vain and ended up chasing him for a good twenty mintues before Louis finally gave up, defeated.

"Nothing to fret about, it'll be over before you know it." The dentist, Mrs. Jones informed the two with a warm smile. Louis fidgeted about on the dentists' chair lips bitten red with anxiety while Harry kept shooting him concerned looks.

"Will it pain?" Harry asked not previously having experienced extreme dental visits before.

"We'll put him on anaesthesia to keep him relaxed, it'll help keep the surgery painless."

"Surgery? Why do you call it a surgery?" Louis said in a high voice, already in a distressed state.

"Sorry, my bad." Mrs. Jones shrugged it off, choosing to change subjects instead. "Harry, you can stay here with him if you like. Would that be better?"

"No, I'm not a baby." Louis scoffed, stubbornness evidently showing. "You can go if you like Harry, he gets queasy around blood."

"I'll- yeah okay.." Harry frowned getting up slowly. "I'll be right outside babe, okay?"

"Mhm." Louis mumbled glancing warily at the nurse who was pulling out all sorts of dentistry equipments pointy enough to scare the crap out of him.

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"All done!" Mrs. Jones called out cheerfully as she let Harry inside. "Been very cooperative after the anaesthesia, very quiet. He'll be back to his senses in a few hours and the pain might start kicking in."