Sugar Daddy (Harry Styles)

Part 12

Dying. I swear I'm dying, I've never had a head cold this bad before. My nose is so stuffed up, I feel like I'm living in tunnel my ear are so blocked, and my head feels like I'm getting punched in the face over and over again.

"Here have some soup." Harry said sitting down beside me, handing me a bowl.

I've been sleeping on Harry's couch most of week, all because of a stupid, amazing kiss with him.

"Thanks, I'm sorry you've had to take care of me. I probably look like shit." I carelessly wined, making him chuckle.

"It's nothing, I am the reason you got sick."

"Could I use your shower after I've eaten?"

"Can I join?" He smirked, eyeing me up and down.

"Sure. You can hold my hair as I puke,"

"Deal." He carelessly, shrugged kissing my forehead lightly.

"I'm so sick, I can't even roll my eyes"

"Stop complaining." He mumbled over his shoulder, leaving me alone with my soup.

I could only eat half before my stomach started to hurt, I made my way up stairs, past the bathroom, into Harry's room.

The bathroom in Harry's room is way big. I didn't waste any time stripping my pjs off, turning the water all the way hot. Waiting for steam to full the room, before getting in.

It felt amazing having the hot water run down my body, the steam making me able to breath again.

I didn't even hear Harry come into the bathroom, but I felt the warmth of his body near me.

"God, you're so beautiful." He whispered, putting his arms around me. "I put a part of boxers, and a old shirt on the bed for you."

I nod, going through the body washes to find I could use, without smelling like a man. Only to have Harry reach around me, picking one for me.

He grabbed the wash clothe from beside me, putting some of the body wash on it, rubbing it gently against my body.

I turned around to face him, so the water hit my back, taking the clothe from him so I could washing his chest.

"Are you gonna say anything?" I shock my head, signaling that my throat hurt. He nodded, as I turned around so he could put the shampoo in my hair.

I couldn't help but laugh when I tried to return the favor, only to finally realize how much tall Harry is. He just smiled, leaning down to kiss me, but I moved my head so he kissed my check.

"I don't wanna get you sick," my voice barely a whisper.

"Even though I got you sick?" he chuckled, turning the water off, "here."

I walked towards him, letting him wrap the towel around me. I felt like a young child having their parents take care of them while they're sick.

"I like you this way, no sass its nice,"

"I like you better in my dream, non existent." I said, walking past him, into his bed room to find the outfit on the bed.

"You're not very nice." He said, picking me up, throwing me into the bed. "But I like mean girls."

"The movie?" I stupidly asked, trying to push his buttons.

"This thing we had going on is over now." he stated, I tried bitting my lip to stop from laughing, but I couldn't help it. His accent made it even funnier.

"I can't even take you seriously,"

"And yet I hang on to every word you say." I kinda felt bad for being so sarcastic, but as soon as he smirked my remorse flew out the window.

"You're a ass." I joked, getting off the bed, taking to shirt and boxers with me to the bathroom to get dress.

I'd never been so comfortable with someone like this before. I feel like we've been friends my whole life, not to mention the feelings he gives me.

It's like I'm having my first crush all over again, this whole thing making me wanna puke.

"Did you die? What's taking so long?" I rolled my eyes, quickly getting dressed, opening to door to find Harry eyeing me up and down.

"Now how about we go finish watching season 1 of The 100?"

"Only if you don't get mad when I drool over Bellamy," I smirked, holding my hand out for to shake.

"Deal." He mumbled taking my hand.

The meds Harry gave me, along with the shower was making me feel ten times better.

"I'm just gonna get a coke, do you want something?"

"Waters please." I followed him into the kitchen, just as my phone rang.

"Hello."

"Jade, has mom called you yet?" pain, and sadness full my brother voice making worried right away.

"No. What's wrong?" Harry looked back giving my a questionable look, starting to get worried him self.

"Dad, he had a heart attack, he wasn't breath! Just meet is at the hospital, that one mom works at!" My heart dropped, I could feel the panic attack coming on.

"Jade, what wrong?" Harry asked grabbing me as I fell to the floor.

"I-I can't breath! My dad he's-he's." I couldn't even say the words, trying to calm my self down.

"Jade breath." He sternly said, it weirdly work to. I started to get control of my breathing.

"Just bring me to hospital please." He nodded, helping me up. I quickly got dressed in to my pants, not even changing out of Harry's shirt, running out to the car where Harry waited.

I just had a horrible feeling something bad was awaiting me at the hospital.

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Let me know if you want something sexual in the next few chapters.
I started watching The 100 this week and I totally recommended it. I know all of season 1 & 2 are on Canadian Netflix, and all of season 1 is on the American Netflix. I don't know about the other countries.