Louis partridge imagines

Sick

Louis partridge
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3nd POV:

Switching sides in the bed. Y/n hasn't sleep much tonight. Her stomach grumbling with pain.

A soft tickle in her throat she couldn't get out. No matter how many times she coughs it was always there.

Grabbing the pillow from below her head. Slamming on her head in frustration.

Glancing at the clock next to her, 11:52. She reads, starting to panic. Grabbing her phone for the bedside table. 4 missed calls from Louis.

The two were meant to meet up for lunch at 11. Sitting up in the bed, a small head rush hitting through her mind.

Quickly calling Louis, putting the phone to her ear.

"Look who finally answered" he says annoyed.

"I- I know I'm sorry. I'm getting ready right now ok. Are you still there?" She panics putting on a pair of jeans and a sweater of Louis's.

"Well no i left a while ago but I'm sitting in a cafe right now. You can come" he sighs.

"Ok thank you I'm on my way" she says hang up the phone.

Taking a glance in the mirror. Her hair messy, dark bags under her eyes. Letting out a disappointed sigh, she tires her shoes then heads out the door.

Driving to the address Louis sent her. Pulling up, getting a parking spot. Letting out a large cough, leaning into her elbow. She grabs her purse then heads to the entrance.

Walking in the warm air fitting her skin. There sits Louis in the corner, a tea on the table. He glancing over to her Y/n.

Raising his head to great her. A small frown but worried expression across his face.

"Hi" Louis mumble moving the tear bag.

"Hey. I'm sorry" Y/n says guilt.

"It's fine" he shakes his head.

"No it's no-" she was interrupted by a sneeze.

"Here here" Louis hands her a napkin from the table.

"Thanks" she blows her noise slightly.

"As I was saying. I slept in I'm really sorry" she mumbles.

"Are you sick?" He asked worried.

"What what no no I'm not sick" her voice stuffy.

Louis gets up from his seat. "Yes you are come on let's get you home" he tries to pull her up.

She gives in, grabbing her bag and walking out. "Here I'll drive" he takes the keys as she hands it to him.

As we finally pull up to the house, they both get to  Y/n's bedroom.

"Come on lets get you change" he says getting some sweat pants.

Once Y/n gets settled in bed "I'm going to make some tea. Do you want anything else" he kisses her forehead. "Gosh your burning" he says feeling her forehead.

"Can you get me some medicine" she says getting more comfortable.

"Of course darling" he mumbles leaving the room. Making some tea then walking out of the room.

Y/n slowly falling asleep in the warm bed.

(Time skip)

Twisting in the bed, a warm temperature laid beside her. Louis with his arms wrapped around her waist, head in the crook of her neck.

His eyes closed, peacefully sleeping. Looking at the bedside table, some tea and medicine. With a small apple next to it.

The tea had lost its temperature, so y/n stood herself up. Grabbing the drink then walking to the kitchen.

Once she puts it in a microwave she hear Louis quickly jock down the stairs. "I- I can take of this. Go lay back down" he says putting his hands on Y/n's hips.

Ushering her out of the kitchen. "I can do it myself lou" she speaks tired. Voiced stuffed up, starting to speak again she is interrupted by a cough.

"Love. Go lay back down" Louis speaks calmly.

"Fine" she mumbles walking back to the bedroom.

Minutes pass as Louis comes back with a warm cup of tea in hand. "There you go" he smiles setting it down on the table then going to his side, laying down.

"You should go home. I'm going to get you sick" she sneezes into her elbow.

"I will be fine" he says wrapping his arms around her again.

"Ugh fine" y/n says taking a sip of her tea.

As the couple continues to watch tv and talk about random subjects. The dark sky starts to fill, both becoming more tired. As the clock it 10:45 Louis must go home due to his curfew at 11.

"Ugh I have to go home" he mumbles annoyed, rolling out of the bed.

"Ok here I'll walk you out" y/n says putting down the dinner he had made for her.

As the two hit the front door, Louis leans down for a hug. His arms tightly around her waist.

As they both start to pull away he leans in for a kiss but y/n quickly swerves it. "Hey give me a kiss" he says trying to kiss her lips.

"No lou I'm going to get you sick" she says trying to pull out of the embrace but it was to strong.

"Come on I'm strong I won't get sick" he closes his eyes, puckering his lips.

Letting out a sigh, y/n quickly pecking their lips. "No no give me a reaalll kiss" he wines.

"Noooo Lou" y/n lets out an annoyed.

"Fine" he rolls his eyes letting go of her then opening the door. Y/n stays at the at the doorframe watching him walk towards his car.

As he start to walk away, he swiftly turns around, running back to Y/n.

Placing his lips on hers, as she tries to pull away. His hand goes to the back off her neck. Making the kiss slightly rougher.

Finally they mouth pull away "that's a real kiss" he mumbles walking away from the door.

"Louis" y/n wines calling for him.

"Goodnight love" he yells back getting into his car.

"Night" she mumbles to herself, walking back into the warm house.

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