Larry Stylinson Sickfics

"I Think it's Time for Bed." (prompt)

This is prompt #5 ("I think it's time for bed.") Hope you enjoy!

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Harry woke up to an empty bed. He knew Louis probably hadn't slept again last night, Harry went to bed first after making Louis promise he would be up soon but Harry was sure Louis probably hadn't gone to bed at all last night. 

Lately Louis had been very busy and stressed about work. They were in One Direction together but it had always been harder for Louis than it had for Harry as Louis was made to do most of the 'covering up' of their relationship. Management was always harder on him and they made his life hell sometimes. They had made him go on four different dates this week because he and Harry had been seen out for lunch without the other boys and of course, the fans were going wild. 

Harry hated that Louis had to go on all the fake dates and they both wished they could just be out to the world but for some reason management wouldn't allow it. Louis also insisted that he be the one to do all the damage control because he wanted Harry to be able to express himself the way he wanted. So, while Harry was wearing his floral Gucci suits and dancing around on stage with a pride flag, Louis was going on dates with his beard Eleanor and doing interviews to tell people that he thought Larry Stylinson was 'disrespectful'. Louis didn't care, because he wanted his baby to be okay, but Harry worried about Louis constantly. 

On top of all the dates and stunts and interviews, management was making Louis rewrite all the songs he had written for the new album they were working on because, as they put it, the lyrics weren't 'straight enough'. So, for the entire week, Louis had been pulling all nighters to work the seven new songs management was making him write and he had been out with Eleanor a lot this week and he was exhausted and Harry was sure his boyfriend hadn't slept more than eight hours in the whole week. 

Harry rolled out of bed and made his way downstairs to find Louis, asleep on the piano bench with a pencil behind his ear and a giant pile of crumpled papers on the ground. Harry let out sigh, his boyfriend was going to drive himself to his breaking point and all because management thought he should. It wasn't fair, but Louis always told him he was oaky with it. Harry knew it wasn't true but Louis would never admit it. 

As much as he didn't want to wake him up, they had to be at the studio early again today. They were already running a little late, but Harry had texted Niall and was told the other boys would cover for them. They all knew their situation sucked for both of them and they knew Louis had been under a lot of pressure this week, Harry was so grateful for his friends. 

Gently, Harry ran his hands through the sleeping man's hair to wake him up. "Baby Blue, we gotta go to work." Harry whispered. Louis stirred and groaned. 

"What time is it?" He asked with a very sleep filled voice that sounded so over used and scratchy. 

"Almost 7:30. We have to be at the studio soon, I'm sorry." Harry whispered, rubbing Louis' back gently to wake him up. 

"Okay." Louis mumbled. Sitting up on the piano bench and stretching his very stiff back and shoulders, he rubbed his temples with two fingers. He had a nasty headache and wasn't feeling great today, but he knew he would be in a lot of trouble if he didn't show up, so he stood up and fell into Harry's arms. 

"I really wish you didn't have to come today, Boo. You look so tired and I know you're stressed. I'm worried about you, Baby." Harry told his boyfriend. 

"I'm okay, really. No need to worry, I'll be fine. Just need some tea and a shower and I'll be awake." Louis told Harry, giving him a weak smile. Harry returned it with an equally weak smile. They both knew Louis was lying, he was exhausted and so overworked. It wasn't good for his body or his mind, he hadn't slept and he was so stressed and anxious all the time lately.