Harry Styles Sickfics

🦷Wisdom Tooth🦷

Harry was in pain.

He rubbed his cheek trying to get some relief, but it wasn't working. He'd woken up that morning with tooth ache.

He sat at the dining table in the house he shared with his husband, Louis.

"Eat up love." Louis said as he ate his breakfast. He had made them both a full English, managing not to burn the kitchen down.

Harry ate a small fork full of scrambled egg and beans, choosing the softer items. He was very hungry, but the ache in his mouth stopped him from eating too much.

"Why aren't you eating properly? Are you sick?" Louis asked, worriedly.

"Sorry Lou. My tooth hurts." Harry replied, sadly, rubbing his cheek again. "My whole jaw aches."

"You want me to make you a dentist appointment?"

Harry nodded.

Louis took his phone out and made a call. "You're lucky, there's a cancellation this afternoon at 3."

Harry sighed. He wished it was earlier, but at least it was today. This toothache was now making his head hurt all over. He felt sad.

Louis put an arm around him. "You want me to come too?"

"Please. I hate dentists."

"I know. I still remember when you nearly punched that one a few years ago." Louis laughed.

"I couldn't help it. It was just a reflex." Harry replied.

"Maybe I should hold you down this time?"

"That won't be necessary. Think I'll be ok this time."

Louis kissed his cheek.

"Ouch. Careful Lou."

"Sorry love. You wanna try eat some more?"

He shook his head. "Sorry. Don't think I can. Hurts too much."

"I should be offended that you won't eat my food, but I'll let you off." Louis laughed.

Harry would smile, if it didn't hurt so much.

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Harry's heart was pounding as he sat in the dentist's chair, his fingers gripping the armrests so hard, that his knuckles were turning white.

Louis sat close by, anxious for Harry.

Harry's seat was lowered back and his heart rate increased.

Despite his fear, he let the dentist look in his mouth. He did a full check up then inspected his sore tooth.

"Harry, your wisdom tooth is rotten. It needs removing."

Harry's pulse sky rocketed. To have a tooth out was bad enough, but this is a wisdom tooth. When Louis had one of his removed, he was in so much pain, and Harry had been there to comfort him.

Now it was Harry's turn.  Louis got up from his seat, stood beside him and took his shaking, clammy hand.

"You'll be ok love." He said the Harry couldnt hear him. All he could hear was his heart pumping in his ears. He felt sick.

"I can do it now. Get it over and done with." The dentist said.

"Harry? You want the tooth out now?" Louis said, moving closer to his petrified husband. Harry looked at him, eyes wide and full of fear. "I'm here ok? I'll look after you." Harry nodded.

"Good. So I'll numb your mouth and take the tooth out. I warn you, it will hurt and there'll be lots of blood, that might take a while to stop. You mouth will ache for a day or two as well. You'll need to swill salty water a couple times a day, but not straight away, and take paracetamol. Any problems, come back and see me. Are you ready?"