Blue-Eyed Baby

Chapter Sixty-Five - Doctor

Harry and Louis woke up the next day at a reasonable time, ten o'clock to be exact. Harry was the first to wake up to the soft snores of his older boyfriend. Louis had his head on Harry's chest with his arm wrapped around Harry's tanned body. Harry began stroking his hand through the caramel waves of Louis' hair, he pressed a kiss to Louis' head just as the older boy stirred awake.

"Haz?" Louis mumbled.

"'m here love, what is it?" Harry softly replied, concern lacing his voice.

"Don't feel so good," Louis' voice was muffled by him pressing himself further into Harry's side.

"What doesn't feel good?" Just as Harry finished his sentence, Louis shot out of the bed and ran into the bathroom, Harry following behind. When Harry got into the bathroom Louis was leaning over the toilet throwing up. Harry quickly walked over to squat down next to the blue-eyed boy. He softly ran his hand up and down Louis' back. When Louis was finished Harry helped him back to the bed, tucking him in and whispering, "Don't worry bubs, I'll take care of you." Louis reached up to his boyfriend with grabby hands wanting the boy to just hold him. "Love, let me go get you some water and talk to your mum." Louis dropped his hands and pouted.

Harry chuckled and slipped his legs into a pair of grey sweats, he walked out of the room and down the stairs. Harry went straight into the kitchen and poured Louis a glass of cold water, he grabbed two paracetamols out of the cupboard and walked into the living room to find Louis parents and sisters, "Hey, Jay?"

"Hmm, what's up Harry?" Johannah replied.

"Louis' not feeling to good," Harry smiled.

"Oh, that's not good. What's up with him?"

"He threw up."

"Ewwww," three of the girls chorused causing Mark to laugh.

"But we were supposed to go shopping?" Lottie spoke up sadly.

"Lots if you want i can still take you? Let Jay and Mark relax yeah? Give Louis some quiet?"

"That would be lovely, Harry. Thank you."

"It's not a problem, Jay. If you get me a list, I'll go get dressed and let Lou know what's happening and then we can be off?"

"Alright, girls go get dressed please," Johannah motioned for them to go, and they immediately ran out of the room and up the stairs. She turned to Harry again once the girls were gone, "Do you think it's something he ate?"

"I'm not sure, I think it was the alcohol and ice-cream from our date last night."

"Might be, what alcohol was it?"

"Bottle of wine?"

"Ahh, yeah he's had problems like that before."

"Oh, well I just go check on him, I'll be back in ten," Harry smiled before walking out the room and back up the stairs. When Harry got to the top of the stairs he went straight to Louis' room, he saw the boy curled up in his bed with his eyes slowly closing, "Hey Lou, take these and drink this."

"Mmf," Louis responded.

"C'mon bubs, it'll help." Louis sat up slowly taking the paracetamol and drink from Harry before swallowing the tablets and gulping down the water. "Lottie still wants to go shopping so I told your mum I'd take her, okay?"

"Why?" Louis whined, "want you."

"Lou you need to rest, Jay and Mark are staying home, shout if you need them I'll be back in half an hour yeah?"

"Fine," Louis replied, his eyes slowly closing again.

Harry kissed his boyfriend on the head and tucked the duvet up closer to him. After he was sure his boyfriend was asleep and comfortable he walked into the bathroom to get ready. He walked over to the shower and flipped it on, he didn't even wait for it to heat up before he hopped inside. He dunked his head under the water soaking it before he reached up and grabbed the shampoo. He ran the shampoo through his hair making sure it was all coated and filled with suds. After covering his head, he rinsed out the shampoo, he didn't even bother to condition his hair as he ran the body wash over himself. Once he was fully clean he turned off the shower and stepped out wrapping a light blue towel around his waist. Harry walked over to the sink and brushed his teeth thoroughly. He then walked out of the bathroom and quickly dried himself off pulling on black boxers and sweats followed by a grey sweatshirt. He kissed his boyfriends head one last time and left the bedroom closing the door behind himself.