Two Weeks (L.S)

Day 5

H: "Niall, I need your advice," Harry murmured quietly into his phone, it was early morning and he didn't want to wake the older.

N: "Is this about you and Louis?" 

H: "How'd you know?"

N: "There's suspicion that you and Louis are quarantining together, you guys are aren't you?"

H: "Yes, yes we are,"

N: "So let me guess, you still like Louis, obviously, you think he likes you but you're not sure and you don't want to risk anything, hm?"

H: "H-How-?"

N: "Mate, it's obvious, you two are soulmates, go get your man,"

H: "But what if he doesn't like me like that anymore?"

N: "Has he been blushing since he got there?"

H: "Yeah,"

N: "Has he asked you for cuddles?"

H: "Yeah,"

N: "Have you two slept in the same bed together since he's got there?"

H: "Yeah,"

N: "Do you see where I'm going with this?"

H: "No,"

N: "Mate, he still likes you,"

H: "But what if you're wrong?"

N: "Was I wrong the first time?"

H: "No,"

N: "Then, as I said, go get your man,"

H: "Thanks, Ni,"

N: "Of course,"

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Harry walked downstairs a few hours later, finding Louis on the couch, he was shivering and sniffling. "Lou, are you alright?" the smaller shook his head, "Don't feel good," the younger frowned, "What's wrong?" he asked softly as he knelt in front of him. "Feel sick, threw up about an hour ago, then came down here," Harry felt his forehead, "You seem to have a fever, come on let's get you back to bed and I'll make you some soup,"

"C-Cuddles too?" Harry gave him a soft smile, "Sure," Louis smiled, feeling Harry pick him up bridal style.

Once they were in Louis' room, Harry placed him on the bed before climbing in next to him, "Thank you," Harry smiled, "Of course, Lou," Louis buried his face into the crook of Harry's neck with a small smile.

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"Lou, wake up, I made you some soup," Louis shivered, "I'm cold though," Harry combed his fingers through the smaller's hair, "Maybe the soup will warm you up," he told him softly. Louis sat up against the backboard, Harry handed him a small bowl of soup, "Thank you," the green-eyed man smiled, "Of course, Lou,"

The older stared at his soup, not eating it, Harry put his bowl down and grabbed Louis' before scooping up some of the soup onto the spoon. He held it to the smaller's mouth, making him giggle softly, "Haz, I can eat on my own," Harry gave him a smile, "But you weren't eating so, open," he giggled again and opened his mouth, letting Harry feed him. 

"Maybe tomorrow if you're feeling better, we can have a snowball fight, I heard it's supposed to snow all night," Louis smiled and nodded, "That sounds fun!" Harry chuckled before feeding the older some more soup. 

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After they were both done with their soup and Harry put the bowls away, Harry climbed back on the bed and cuddled with Louis. "How are you feeling?" Louis curled up into Harry's chest, "My stomach feels better, but I'm still cold," Harry held him closer, "I'll keep you warm," Louis let out a soft content sigh as he buried his face into the crook of Harry's neck. The conversation Harry had with Niall was swarming through his head, he smiled at the thought of possibly being able to get Louis back in his life.

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Word Count: 555