One Direction Fanfiction (On Hold)

Harry gets car sick.

A/N: This was not my idea. This is also very old, and I haven't read or edited it since. Just thought you may enjoy sense I haven't updated recently. Rose Xx

"But, y/n, I have to pee!" Harry complained for about the hundredth time since you left.

"I know, Hazz, but there's no where to let you go do that," you sighed.

You were on a car trip with Harry to his mom's house; you were visiting her while he had time off work. Unfortunately for you, Harry was complaining like a 2-year-old the whole time though, because he had to go to the restroom-really, desperately badly.

"But, y/n..." he moaned.

You sighed once again and shook your head in dismay.

Oh, no. What am I going to do with him?! I know he has to pee-but there's nowhere to stop. What do I d--

All thoughts were cut off when, apparently, Harry couldn't take it any longer; he opened the door. You pulled over. He didn't explain; he simply ran behind a line of bushes, returning a few minutes later.

"I don't have to pee anymore."

You blinked in disgust.

He did not just do that.

Harry just smirked, "Told you I had to pee."

"You're disgusting," you mumbled.

"But you love me."

You sighed and nodded, eyes still on the road.

"True."

About 30 minutes later, you became troubled; Harry's face was overly white, and it looked like he could explode any second-with puke, of course.

You turned to him.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just..."

"Just what?"

He sighed exasperatedly and suddenly put his hands over his mouth.

"I have to puke," he rushed out.

Oh, no; I knew this was coming.

You hurried to the side of the road and rushed to help him out of the car. He dropped to his knees in the grass and just began to gag. You plopped down beside him and smoothed his hair back. He then began to get sick.

It was a horrific sight indeed, but who could blame him? I mean, who could blame anyone for getting road sick? Nobody could really-nobody with sympathy.

"Shh.. It's alright. It's fine; you'll be okay."

You shushed him until it looked as if he was about done.

You inquired, "You ready, babe?"

He nodded and you helped him to get back into the car.

Despite a few more times of pulling over, you got to his mom's house okay. You were so relieved to have finally arrived and to have your regular boyfriend back. You loved him so much, and it was evident that he really did love you loads back.