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Louis'pov:

It was raining that morning as their practice was scheduled to start at 5. Louis twisted and turned in bed, feeling the heaviness of sleep still pulling at his eyelids. He groggily glanced at the alarm clock, only to realize that it was already 7:00. Panic surged through him—why hadn't Harry called him up like he did every day? When he looked over, Harry was nowhere to be seen.

There was a ruffling sound coming from the bathroom, and Louis hurriedly made his way through the door. He found Harry hovering over the toilet, looking pale and on the verge of being sick. Without a moment's hesitation, Louis rushed forward and held Harry, collecting his hair back. "You alright, Haz?" he asked, concern etched in his voice.

Harry replied in a muffled voice, his face showing discomfort. "I feel sick, Lou. I just want to lay down."

Louis cleaned Harry up, removed his stained t-shirt, replaced it with a fresh one, and tucked him into bed. He had never seen Harry this sick before, and guilt washed over him for not waking up early enough to help him. Determined to make it up to him, Louis decided to prepare some herbal tea. It was a remedy his mom always made for him and his sisters when they were ill.

As the tea brewed, Louis looked out of the open window, watching the steam rise in the cold air. The worry still lingered in his heart as he fed Harry and checked his temperature. Harry's flushed cheeks and almost maroon nose gave evidence of his illness, and he seemed unusually quiet.

"Shit! Love, should I call the doctor? You're really sick, baby. I'm worried," Louis said, his voice filled with concern. He glanced at the thermometer and freaked out at the high temperature reading.

"I'll be fine, Lou. I just need to rest. Don't worry," Harry assured him weakly.

Unable to bear seeing the man he loved in such pain, Louis decided he couldn't just stand by. "Lou?" Harry called out softly, looking up at him with tired eyes. "Can you hold me until I fall asleep?"

Louis smiled gently, his worry still lingering but his love shining through. "Of course, my love. You don't even have to ask."

He slipped under the covers and embraced Harry, feeling the warmth of his body against his chest. Slowly, as Louis held him tight, Harry drifted off to sleep, finding solace and comfort in the arms of the person who loved him unconditionally.

 Slowly, as Louis held him tight, Harry drifted off to sleep, finding solace and comfort in the arms of the person who loved him unconditionally

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