Use Somebody

Chapter 29:

Louis's POV:

Harry decided to come home with me, I woke up and he was still there. It was only Tuesday but it felt like the weekend was ages ago and the next one couldn't come soon enough. I got up and got dressed and realized that I had that lunch thing and I needed Harry to go with me. I walk over to him and shake him awake. He rolls over careful if his arm and swats my hand away.

"Harry, you have to wake up. You have to go to work with me." I say quietly trying to get him up out of bed.

"No, I'm not going today. Niall can handle the bakery." He whines.

I roll my eyes. I knew he was going to do this. I walk over to my side of my bed and get the condoms Gemma gave me for Christmas out of the bedside dresser. I walk back over and open the box. I throw the first one and it hits his chest. There's only nineteen left in the box. I always kept one in my wallet but I need to add another one to replace yesterdays.

I throw the third one and it hits his nose. By the time I throw the fifth one he's awake.

"Stop it Louis. I don't want to go to work." He complains.

"You don't have to go to work. I have a lunch meeting and you're coming with me and the we can come back home. That's the only thing we have to do today." I explain.

I help him sit up and I go to shower. I wasn't in very long before I heard something drop in the kitchen. I get out and wrap a towel around my waist to go investigate.

Lottie got there a lot faster than I did. She already had the bowl picked up and cleaned whatever had spilled.

"Harry wants to make us breakfast but can't. He's also  complaining because you don't have a stand mixer." Lottie tells me.

"Come on Harry. We can just have waffles. Come with me. You need a shower too." I say and he follows me.

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After we had both had showers it wasn't even close to time to go. I got Harry to sit down in the couch and watch a movie but about thirty minutes in, he got back up to start pacing around again.

"Jesus Harry, sit down." Lottie says.

He looks at her and shakes his head. "I can't, if I sit down I feel like I'm going to be sick." He says.

Lottie looks at me and I shake my head. It wasn't me, he was going to be sick that was it.

"Come on Harry let's go to the bathroom then."  I say and gingerly touch his back and lead him to mine.

Before we were even in the entryway of my room, sure enough Harry got sick right on the floor. He threw up just like he said he was going to. He started coughing and Lottie looked over at us.

"I'm so sorry." Harry says.

"It's fine, let's just get you to the bathroom." I say back to him.

At this point Lottie had already jumped up and gotten the thermometer and something to clean up the mess with. She hands me the thermometer and then sets to work cleaning the mess.

I grab Harry's phone and open it to call his mom.

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Harry's mom, Anne, had agreed to come get him and would be there shortly since she was visiting Gemma. I had Harry is the bathroom bent over the toilet throwing up. I was rubbing his back, I tried to think what he could have eaten but I didn't think of anything. I had taken his temperature and it was a little too high.

I heard a knock on the house door and heard Lottie answer it.

"He's right in here." She opens the door and heads towards the bathroom.

She sees Harry on the ground and me rubbing his back. She successfully gets him up and gets him to the car. I hand her a waste bin and see her pull out the driveway. I blow Harry a kiss and watch him get driven away.