One Direction Fanfiction (On Hold)

Harry is sick. (part 1)

This is a BSM just so you know.

You were at your house watching T.V. when you heard your phone go off. You picked it up to see Liam was calling you. You answered with a "Hi."

"Hey, y/n."

"What's going on?" you questioned with a confused expression that he couldn't see plastered on your face.

 Did something happen?

"Nothing. It's just that Harry isn't feeling the best, and he keeps asking for you. If you aren't busy, could you come over?" he asked hesitantly as if you would say no.

"Aww...sure. What's wrong with him?" you replied sympathetically.

"He is just really tired from life and stuff. He says his stomach hurts, too." "Alright, where are you?"

He told you where they were and you got there within ten minutes. 

"Harry, y/n is here." Louis said to everyone really just as soon as you steeped through the room.

"Hey." you stated as you sat your coat down.

 I hope Harry's okay.

"Hi. He is asleep over there, but I'm sure he'll be glad to see you when he wakes up." they told you.

You nodded and looked to the "over there" that they gestured toward.

You were met with the sight of Harry being swallowed by a particularly soft couch. His hair was a wreak, strands of it sticking out in various different places with some sticking to his forehead; his figure was shivering sporadically under the think dome of blankets, covers, and duvets that were a shade of white that almost matched the color of his pale face; and sweat was evident and plentiful on his sticky forehead.

 Aww... That doesn't look well. At least he's resting I guess.

"Aww... poor baby. He must not feel well at all." you cooed as you walked over to him, gently placing a hand on his arm.

You kept the hand on his arm and looked at Liam.

"How long has he been like this? What's his temperature?" you asked nervously, resorting to your over protective—but sometimes useful—sisterly ways.

"About all day. And we don't know. When he wakes up, we can get someone to look at him; we don't really want to disturb him."

You sighed and nodded, moving the back of your hand to cover his forehead. This only resulted in him shivering and moving away from you.

"I want y/n!" he cried loudly, his eyes still closed.

"Yeah, we listened to that all day." Niall halfway complained.

"Really?"

You smiled, blushing a bit at the thoughtfulness of your brother.

"Yes, it's quite normal for him." Zayn agreed.

You giggled at his sweetness; you never really knew he missed you that much.

You ran your hand through his hair and answered softly, "I'm right here."

He turned to look at you, squinting as he slowly opened his eyes. A smile straightaway formed from his dry lips.

"I love you." he croaked out.

You commented, "I love you, too. You should sleep, okay? I'll make some soup for when you wake up."

He nodded, but put his hand over his mouth suddenly. He groaned, and you quickly reached for a bucket.

 Poor thing. I hop he gets better soon.

He got violently sick and you rubbed his back soothingly.

"Shh... it's okay." you comforted.

He eventually stopped puking and started to cry.

"It's alright. Come here."

You pulled him into you chest and rubbed his back until he fell asleep in your arms. 

When he woke up, you feed him the soup you promised him, and he asked to cuddle.

You said, "Sure."

That rest of the night was spent with you trying to make Harry feel better with cuddles, soup, and anything else you could do.

You woke up at about 5:00 in the morning to the sound of crying. You straightaway rushed to the bathroom, already knowing what it was.

You rubbed his back until he finished, whispering into his ear.

He fell asleep right there in the bathroom. You carried him to his bed and tucked him in. He was better by the morning thanks to your great care. A few days later, well, that's part 2... ;)

A/N: Hey. This is a BSM. That stands for brother and sister moment for those of you who didn't know. I will post them in here when I feel lie it or for preferences. This can also be found in another book I wrote it for. Please read it there, too. I would have posted sooner, but so broken about Zayn. I am really hurt. What do you all think about it? Love you guys! Here's the link to the other spot: http://www.wattpad.com/116756723-harry-styles-sickfic-harry-not-feeling-good