Use Somebody

Chapter 30:

Harry's POV:

I don't know what could have caused it but I was sicker than I have ever been in my whole life. My mom said it was just the stomach flu and she's probably right. She had me laying in my couch watching some show that was on right now and eating crackers which just got thrown up and few minutes later.

"Harry, do you need anything I'm going to get some medicine from the store for you?" My mom asks.

I shake my head and watch her leave. I knew Gemma and JJ couldn't come over and Louis had his lunch meeting to go to. I had called Niall and told him I was sick so he would have to run the bakery. I felt like I had everything covered. I stare at the ceiling and I drift asleep within minutes.

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It was probably midday when I woke up again. The only reason I woke up was to throw up again. My mom was back home and probably had been for a while. I was still on the couch watching another show. There was genuinely nothing to do when you're sick. I did feel bad about getting sick on Louis's floor and then making Lottie clean it up. I'd make it up to them somehow.

I hear my phone ring and see my mom pick it up. She walks over to hand it to me. It's Louis, I answer the phone and hear his voice come through the speaker.

"Hey angel, how are you feeling?" Louis said to me in his sweet voice.

"Not good."

"I'm sorry, I would come see you but your mom said no." He said pouting slightly.

"No, don't come see me, I don't want to get you sick too."

"Angel, you never told me how much you enjoyed last night." He said with an edge on his voice.

"I don't know if I can sum it up cause words aren't good enough."

I hear him laugh. "This lunch meeting is really boring. Mr. Elton keeps asking about you. He was waiting to meet you." He says.

"Tell him I'm sick. I really wish I could be there."

"No you don't Angel. I know where you wish you were and here is not one of them." Louis says quietly.

"And where it that then?"

"In my bed with me on top of you, absolutely wrecking you." He says with a subtle edge that's enough to drive me crazy.

He must have heard my breath catch in my throat because I heard him laugh again.

"Mr. Elton is coming over here. I have to go. I love you Angel." He says quickly.

"I love you too." I manage to get out before the dial tone sounded.

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My mom had served me a small lunch at about eleven and she had the waste basket next to me just in case. She had given me soup and crackers. I raise the spoon to my mouth and eat some. I set it aside to see what it does, after a couple of minutes I ate a cracker. It takes about five minutes but I did throw it back up. I knew this was going to be a long day.

"Harry, I don't know what to feed you. You just tried soup and you threw it up." My mom said to me like I hadn't just witnessed it.

"Call Louis, he'll know what to do." I say before laying back down.

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I hear the doorbell ring and wake up. I hadn't even realized that I had fallen asleep. It's probably just Gemma and JJ. They always visited on Tuesdays. I roll back over and stare at the back of the couch. I feel a hand gingerly touch my forehead.

"Jesus, your temperature must be way up now. What has he tried to eat?" I hear Louis say.

I roll over to look at him and see he looks upset.

"Chicken soup, crackers and bread."

"Louis, I don't feel good." I tell him.

"I know Angel, hopefully I'll find you something to eat and you'll feel a little better." He says and kisses my hand.

I know he wouldn't dare kiss me on the lips right now since I was still throwing up and probably contagious. He walks away and goes to the kitchen.

"Do you have a pot I can borrow?"

I hear my mom find one for him.

"Alright, I need carrots, potatoes, and do you still have the chicken soup?" He says gathering the stuff he needs.

Within a few minutes he had presented me with a bowl.

"I know it won't taste good but it works, trust me. I do this for Liam and Niall whenever they come to my house hung over. It works every time."  He says raising the spoon to my mouth.

I open my mouth and swallow what he gave me. It wasn't anything like the thick soup my mom had given me. This one wasn't very appealing to my taste buds like Louis had warned but was a lot lighter. It felt easier going down too.

"Now we wait. But this should work." Louis said.

"Tell me about the lunch thing." I say.

He raises another bite to my mouth and I swallow that as well.

"Well, I arrived and got greeted and told happy birthday way too many times. They had made me a huge cake and the whole hospital was there along with some of my old patients. Everything was exactly how they wanted it. I met Mr. Elton's wife and his daughter. He continuously trying to get me and her together. She was very beautiful, an exact replica of her mother. She was clinging into me like I was the next big thing. She was all over me, Harry, you wouldn't believe it. She was kissing my cheeks, slapping my butt, whenever I sat down she would tangle herself in between my legs. I had to escape to check on you. I told her I was going to the bathroom. And then Mr. Elton came into the bathroom to tell me that we were really hitting it off and that she thinks I'm the one." He laughs as he feeds me yet another bite.

He looks down at the bowl and realizes that it's empty.

"You finished it all, how do you feel?"  He asks.

I thought about it for a second. "I feel fine but not good."

He grabs the waste basket. "Like you're going to be sick or just happy that you've now eaten something."

"Happy I've eaten something that I haven't thrown back up."

"Good."

He walks to the kitchen and explains to my mom three times a day until I feel better.

"I have to go. I can't risk getting sick because then I'll get my patients sick. But I love you Angel and I'll see you when you get better." He says.

"I love you too." I tell him.

He kisses my forehead and leaves out the front door