One direction sickfics

Harry sick on getaway

Friday 9 a.m.
"You're quiet, you okay?" Gemma says while they are getting ready to leave. Harry had just come downstairs and is already sniffling up a storm. "What's wrong?" Anne overhears their conversation when she walks into the living room. "I don't feel well", Harry answers with a cough. He had woken up with a runny nose and a sore throat this morning, and now he is also starting to get a headache.

Anne walks over to Harry and places her hand on his forehead, "You do feel a bit warm, try to get some rest in the car okay?",

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You and Harry have known each other since you were children. And especially over the last few years, you've been getting even closer. Every fall your mom and Anne plan a getaway together. When you're in the car to the house, you get a text from Harry.

H <3
"think i'm getting sick".
"just my luck".

When you finally arrive at the house Gemma and Anne are standing outside waiting. You run towards them and give Gemma a big hug first. When you're all done hugging you start to question why Harry hasn't come outside yet.
"H already went to bed", Anne says before you can say something. You nod, a little disappointed but there'll be enough time to talk to him. Now it's time to catch up with everyone.

It's 11 when you decide to head upstairs. It's been a long day in the car. You take your make-up off and do a quick skincare routine. When you want to set your alarm for tomorrow you see that Harry texted you a couple of minutes ago, asking if you've arrived yet.

You give his bedroom door a small knock before you walk in. When he sees the door open he flicks on the bedside lamp. "Come here", he gestures. He pulls you into a tight hug and sighs.
"When did you get here?" he asks afterward. "About two hours ago" you answer. Harry looks tired like he just woke up. His voice sounds raspy and congested. His brown curls are messy, which you can't help to ruffle.

"Talked with your mom and Gem until now, missed your company tho", you continue. "M'sorry, wanted to stay up but I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer", he sniffles.
"Yeah? You're too cute", you say jokingly. Harry rolls his eyes and pushes you slightly, also smiling. "Your voice sounds cute at least" you joke. Harry clears his throat, "yeah yeah make fun of me, I know how it is".

He scoots closer to you and lays his head down on your chest. You start going through his hair softly. "How are you feeling?", you ask him. "Mmm definitely sick", he mumbles. "Get some sleep okay? Try to get some energy for tomorrow".

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Saturday 8:30 a.m.
The following morning you rush downstairs. You're wearing black leggings and the hoodie Harry gave you last year. Everyone is waiting for you by the door, ready to go. "Is Harry not coming along?" you ask. You're disappointed to see that he isn't ready like the rest. "No honey, he wanted to sleep a bit more" Anne answers.

Just when you start putting your shoes on, Harry comes downstairs. He is bundled up in a black hoodie and sweatpants. "Ahh there you are", your mom hugs Harry. "Wanted to come say hi to you", Harry hugs her back tightly. "I can't remember your voice being this deep", she responds to Harry. "Ahh, well, I'm a bit sick," Harry says with a congested cough. He pulls his arm around you, "nice hoodie". You smile and look up at him.

Now that you take a good look at the boy you can see how tired he looks. He clearly doesn't feel any better than yesterday. His nose is red, and his eyes are watery. You can just see how congested he is. Poor boy.

After the walk, you spend the morning hanging out in the living room. In the afternoon everyone visits the small town nearby. You decide to stay home so that Harry isn't alone.

You hear coughing coming from the hallway and after that Harry walks into the living room. "I'm bored", he sniffles. You stand up and walk to the kitchen. "I was just about to make tea, you want some?", you ask. "Yes please", Harry answers. When you walk back he scoots over, so there's a place for you. "Here take this", you say. "Thaggk you", Harry smiles.

Harry sets the cup on the table to let it cool down a bit first. When he turns back to you, he is overcome by a coughing fit. He coughs into the crook of his arm, and then again, and then again. You didn't even realize you started rubbing his back until he was done. "By throat hurts so bad, beed coughing all dight", Harry sighs.

"You sound worse than yesterday", you keep your hand on his back. "I feel worse", Harry sniffles.

"When did you start feeling sick?", you ask. "I dod't know, about two days ago I thigk".
"That sucks H", you smile sympathetically. "Gem actually snf had a cold a week ago, guess I should be thagking her". Harry's starting to sniffle more and more due to the steam of his mug. "Ugh, give be a second", he then says walking to the bathroom. You hear him blowing his nose on the other side of the door, coughing again afterward.

When he walks back he looks at you with a cheeky smile. "I think..", he starts while he cuddles up to you. "I thigk you should cuddle with be for the rest of the day, because I'b sick". You giggle at how sweet he looks. "Should I now?", you tease him. "Yes", he just answers. You gesture for him to lie down on your chest and you start going through his hair.
"Will that make you feel better?", you ask him.
"Mmm, I dod't know, we'll see".
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Author note
I'm finally back with a new book! This one will contain mostly Harry sickfics, but I will write about the other boys as well.
I'm already writing a part two for this one, so if you're interested let me know. I finally have a lot more time, so please feel free to send me requests!!

Thank you for reading ;)