Killer Love ||L.S

MISSION 100: HARRY'S BEDCHAMBER

TW: MENTION OF SELF HARM

In the night Louis caught a fever and he would shiver constantly. His body was burning with the temperature but he would start shivering. Harry would wipe his forehead and massage his head until his fever went down. Louis's fever rose and fell throughout the night and Harry was awake the whole night tending to Louis. He took the clothes he put on Louis off leaving only his boxers on, to make it easier for Harry to wipe his burning body. It made Harry sad to see Louis's thin body laying there. He had slipped into Louis's room in the early hours and put his wet clothes into the laundry basket before he came back to his own room where Louis lay without wasting one moment out of fear that Louis's fever might get worse.

In the morning he called for his valet.

''Your  Highness?'' the valet bowed his head at the entrance to the Prince's room. He couldn't see Louis under all the sheets. Harry got up from the armchair and made his way outside making sure to close the door behind him.

''Richard, clear my schedule for today. The Prince of Avalon and I will be catching up on past events for old times sake in my room and we are not to be disturbed. That is what the others will know but in reality the Prince is sick but no one is to know. I will tend to him as he is my dear friend. I trust you Richard so do not break it and no one is to know a word of truth. I want warm soup brought in every hour by you and only you. The food should be only of those in the list I gave you last week. Understood?'' Harry said firmly but kindly.

''Yes Your Highness'' Richard says as he bows halfway and leaves.

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Louis woke up to the noise of the door closing. He was under a lot of sheets. They were white and the room was not his. His room was light green. This room is blue like his eyes. Who's room was this? All of Louis's questions were answered when he heard the voice outside. It was Harry's. He heard Harry instructing a man named Richard of meals and soup. Louis removed the sheets as fast as he could and and got up but his legs were too weak. They gave in and with a loud thud, he crashed onto the blue rug on the floor. With that he heard hurried footsteps into the room.

''What are you doing? You should be resting!'' Harry exclaims sternly as he reaches a hand to help Louis back onto his bed but Louis swats his hand away and tries again but this time he can't get up again.

Harry scoops him up with ease and places him on the bed. Louis scowls.

''I don't need you touching me! I don't need your help!" Louis states his words icy and sharp but he starts coughing. That took a lot of energy out of him. Harry patted his back trying to help but Louis moved away from his touch. He repelled away from Harry's touch. Louis could see how much that hurt Harry from the corner of his eye.

''Well you most definitely cannot take care of yourself because you can barely stand!" Harry states angrily and pushes Louis onto the bed and Louis stays there because he does not have the energy to fight back. Harry pulls the sheets over Louis and presses a palm onto his forehead. Louis can feel how soft Harry's hand is against his forehead.

''Oh God! You're burning up again'' Harry mumbles and moves to get the towel to dab Louis's body and forehead with cold water. Louis tried to protest but his body was not co-operating with him and he couldn't speak. His throat hurt too much so he gave in and just lay there motionless as Harry lifted his doll like arms and legs and tried to cool his body down before he put the towel away and sat on the bed beside Louis and started massaging Louis's head.

With the little energy in him. Louis spoke bitterly. His hate for Harry still abundant.

''What are you doing?''

''Massaging your temples. It worked before to help you sleep so that is what I'm doing.''

''No don't! How could you forget your own words?'' Louis exclaims angrily and cold.

Harry seems stunned.

''Pardon me?'' Harry says genuinely confused.

Louis gives a bitter smirk.

''Of course you don't remember. I was never meant to hear it'' Louis says still unable to move away from Harry's touch as the massaging truly is helping.

''What do you mean?'' Harry asks confused but Louis does not respond.

Louis falls asleep.

''Thank you Richard'' Louis hears Harry's voice say as he lifts himself up and leans against the headboard of the bed. Louis took a good look around. The entire room was blue. The armchair, the chair near the mirror, the walls, the vases, curtains everything was blue with gold accents.

Louis winces as a pain shoots up his head.

''Drink some soup. You need energy'' Harry says walking back holding a tray with soup on it. There is kindness in Harry's voice.

His kindness makes me cringe. Louis ignores him and reaches for his phone that is on the blue nightstand. He looks at the time. It read 9am.

He grows frantic. He missed his daily run. He starts pulling the sheets off and gets up and stumbles a few feet before clinging onto the chair near the mirror. Louis realises that he's only in his boxers. Under any normal circumstance he would never be bothered but he was going to let Harry take his innocence when given the chance when he was 17 but after what he did he gave it to a stranger in a club. Louis's eyes go bloodshot with anger. His grip on the chair tightens.

''How dare you undress me? Do you have no decency?'' Louis screams. His vocal chords felt like they would tear any moment.

Harry's soft expression fades as he places the soup bowl down on the little table in front of the bed and walks over to Louis with anger in his eyes.

''Undress you? Indecent? I stayed up all night taking care of you! Your fever was so high! You are so ungrateful! Ever since you got here, you have been so cold to me. What have I ever done to you? You're lucky this room is sound proofed!" Harry yells back angrily.

''What you have done? You have done plenty. You ruined me!'' Louis says before he feels his vision going black and he faints again.

They might finally have the talk in the next chapter. Or not. I don't know we'll see but are you surprised at Harry's anger? Do you think Louis deserved it?

Anyways Lovelies I hope you'll are enjoying the story. Don't forget to show your support. To anyone wondering, yeah it is a kind of slow burner from the hate to love but I have to make it not feel out of place you know?

Stay Safe My Kings, Queens and Royalties ❤