Louis POV-
I woke up with a massive headache and cursed to myself realizing we had to go in to record today. I got up and headed to the shower, on the way I smelled something good coming from the kitchen and smiled. Harry is always so sweet, he does things that aren't necessarily needed to make me happy but he does them anyway. He always cooks the best things and I'm so blessed to have him. I turned on the shower and waited for it to get hot then climbed in. I think the shower made my headache worse. It was on its way to becoming a migraine now. And I don't get those often so this is rare.
I walked out of the shower and went downstairs once I had clothes on, which was a pair of tight jeans and a big sweater. I walked down to the kitchen and smiled when I saw a plate of bacon and eggs on the table next to Harry. I sat down and tried to look like I wasn't about to die.
"Good morning Lou"
"Morning"
"You ok"
"Yea"
"you aren't looking to good, you sure"
"I just have a little headache, but I'm fine"
"Ok well tell me if it gets worse ok"
"ok"
Once we were done eating harry went up to get ready and I sat on the couch waiting. When he came out I got up and walked over to the door and leaned my head on it and closed my eyes. I opened them back up when I felt a hand on my head.
"You sure you ok, your feeling a bit warm"
"I don't know"
"Do you need to stay home"
"No I can't I can go"
"Ok"
We got on the car and I began to fall asleep until Harry woke me up.
"Were here"
"ok".
I got out of the car and walked into the studio. I was almost in when I began to feel light-headed. Harry must have noticed me swaying because he wrapped his arms around me.
"Let's go sit on the couch".
I didn't protest so I just let Harry lead me to the couch. He sat down and then pulled me into his lap.
"We can record last just go to sleep"
"ok"
I felt safe and warm in his embrace. This darn migraine was getting worse and I couldn't hide it anymore.
Harry's POV.
Louis started to move around and whimper. I gently shook him and his eyes poped open.
"You ok"
"No"
"Do you need to go home"
"Yea it hurts"
"What hurts baby"
"Head"
"I'm sorry"
I felt bad for him. He never complains about being in pain or hurt. He must have a bad migrane because he never cries about anything. I wrapped my arms around him and stood up, going to find someone. I found Paul and told him that Lou was feeling awful and that I needed to get him home and he agreed. I put him in the passengers side and walked around to the drivers side. I drove home then parked the car close to the door.
I walked around and picked louis up, he whimpered and fisted my shirt. I brought him in and went up and layed him in bed. I walked back down to the kitchen and grabbed some pain killers and a thermometer.
I went back up and saw Lou balled up in the middle of the bed crying, I ran to him and gently ran my fingers through his hair.
"What's wrong Lou"
"Hurts"
"I'm sorry, can you take these pain killers for me"
He nodded his head and I helped him sit up. Once he took the pills I made him lay back down and I stuck the thermometer in his mouth. Once it beeped I pulled it out and frowned. It was 102.6 that wasn't good.
"Lou is anything else bothering you"
"No"
"Ok go to sleep now"
I bent down and kissed his head and whispered
"get better"
Then I heard his breath steady out and I smlied.
Sorry if this wasn't good it was on the way home from soccer I tried!☺☺
