⁠☞ narry one-shots

☆ hide and sick : bonus

10 days later

Niall's pov :

"Baby?! Niall, honey?! Where are you?!" Harry's panicked voice shattered my peaceful silence.

Just when I finally got some alone time.

"In the fucking bathroom, Haz!" I yell out, frustrated.

Immediately, my wild-looking husband burst into bathroom, hair a mess and only his boxers on.

I guess privacy got tossed out the window the moment  I woke up, from almost dying.

"Niall! Baby!" He gasped out relieved.

Harry seriously hadnt left me alone since I came home from the hospital a couple of days ago.

His overbearingness had worsened the minute I was discharged.

At least when I was in the hospital, he left me alone sometimes because there would be other nurses and doctors around.

But now, he had take a whole month off, just to mollycoddle me.

Sighing, I silently finished washing my hands and turned to him.

"Hey Haz, what's up?"

He crossed his arms and tapped his feet on the tiles, trying to look intimidating and angry.

In reality, he looked like teddy bear cuddling with himself.

"Niall James Styles! How many times have I told you to not go anywhere  without me!"

"Six times. You're like a broken record sometimes bro."

I really wanted to annoy him...like so bad. All he had been doing the past week and a half was annoying ME.

The 'bro' card really does the trick, it irks him the no extent and he is always prepared to give a lecture on the difference between 'bro' and 'babe'.

Yes, surprisingly my doctor husband was the romantic one in the relationship. More romantic that the ACTOR who stars in romcoms and movies about love.

"Niiiaalllll!" He whined, "Don't call me bro! I'm your husband! I didn't marry you to treat me like your other 'mates'."

He stomped dramatically like a little child before whinging again," And you know I do all this because I love you! You seriously don't know how fucking scared I was that day."

I had an idea.

I mean, when I woke up he practically bawled buckets of tears for 5 hours continuously in my lap. Then passed out in one of the visitor chairs and then woke up panicked from a nightmare that I died.

I tried walking up to him, but he rushed foreward and grabbed my hips to steady me.

I literally felt like a baby bird, trying to spread their wings and fly but getting trapped in their nest at every attempt.

Rolling my eyes, I pecked my husband's cheek and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, leaning my head on his chest.

He stood frozen for a second, before breaking into smile and tightening his grip on my waist.

We just waited like that, swaying side to side and humming softly.

"I'm sorry for being so overbearing, sweetheart. I just can't lose you," Harry murmured, sniffling slightly.

I hummed, "You won't, babe. I love you too much to leave. "

"I seriously don't know what I would do without you!" A tear slid down his cheek.

"So don't," I replied simply.

Harry lifted his head from our romantic embrace, confusedly, "Don't what?"

"Don't know," My voice tickled his ear," That's the fun of this world, you really don't know anything! It makes everything an adventure!"

He pouted, "I don't like this adventure."

I grabbed his wrists gently and took a slight step back to stare into his clouded green eyes.

"Then think of it as a mission," Was my offer.

I winked at him smoothly before grabbing his cheeks.

"Mission Hide and Sick?" He questioned jokingly.

God, his jokes were horrible...yet I still burst out laughing every single time.

"Yes, pet, mission Hide and sick."

my space :

I'm cringing at this chapter.

But I was really determined to give y'all something today.

your sweet comments really boosted my confidence and I wanted to post this to repay y'all.

hopefully I didn't disappoint :))

all the love

T xx