You had just gotten the flu, and Louis was taking care of you...
"Babe, anything i can get you?" He asks crouching to about the hight of the sofa so he could see your face better. "Umm..." You manage to say before you sneeze. "Tissue?" You say all snuffly. " okay" he says handing you the tissues, "Ugh, i feel like I'm gonna puke" you say. "Lou, i don't want you getting ill, or seeing me like this." "Well, Babe, if were planning on spending the rest of our lives together, we have to go through this stuff, you know, and your beautiful anyway. Just please don't barf on me!" He says laughing a little. "Obviously, Lou. But I've never been this sick, like puking and all." You say "well, maybe your pregnant?" He says slowly. "Aha, funny Louis. No, I'm not pregnant. I probably have the flu, and food poisoning from that restaurant." "Okay, whatever you say, sick one, just get some rest" he says kissing your nose. Then he pats your face cloth thats on your fevered forehead, stands up, and walks into the kitchen.
2 days later you were all healthy, and weren't pregnant.
Okay, so this may suck
But i always forget to space out my imagines. So sorry about that>.
--Taylor Horan(: x
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