Larry Stylinson One Shots

Fever

Harry had been feeling like shit for the past three days. The boys had had the past week off and were now all at home. They still had two weeks before they needed to be back to work and Harry was absolutely frustrated: there were so many things he had planned to do with Louis and now he was stuck in bed and Louis was stuck with him, having to take care of him.

"Lou, I'm okay. You can really just go. I'm sure there's something better you have to do than sit here with me", Harry insisted for the hundredth time that day and Louis sighed, sitting down on the bed next to Harry.

"Baby, there's nothing I'd rather be doing right now than sitting here with you and taking care of you. You're my everything and I am going to take care of you", Louis said and took Harry's hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Thanks, Lou", Harry managed to get out before he went into another coughing fit.

"That's what I'm here for", Louis said and kissed Harry's forehead.

"You're still warm, sweetheart", Louis said and tutted. "Do you want me to make you something to eat?" Louis asked and Harry smiled.

"No thanks, but do we still have those pills for my headache?" Harry asked Louis and Louis checked both of their nightstands.

"No, sorry, love. But I can just head to the pharmacy and get some more", Louis offered and Harry smiled.

"That would be amazing, Lou", Harry whispered and Louis smiled. He kissed Harry's cheek and then went down the stairs and slipped on his shoes, grabbing his money and car keys and then he went out to his car, driving to the nearby pharmacy.

Back home, Harry had begun to shiver and was curled up tightly under his blankets. He knew he had a fever, knew he was way too warm but at the same time he was freezing cold and felt like he was in the arctic right now.

After laying there, shivering, for about five minutes, Harry decided he was going to take a hot shower to warm up a little. Normally he'd know that a hot shower was the last thing he should do but in his feverish state, he just wanted to warm up and stop shivering.

So, Harry carefully got out of bed and walked into the bathroom slowly. He stripped and then stepped into the shower. Turning on the water, Harry sighed at the warm feeling and closed his eyes for a few seconds. Then, he started washing himself and rinsed off the bubbles on his skin. Just then he heard Louis enter their house through the front door again and smiled.

Only now did Harry realize how bad of an idea this shower had been. He was now feeling even worse than before and was certain it was his own fault for taking the hot shower. It had been stupid but now it was too late. If he could just make it to the bed, he'd be fine anyways and then Louis would take care of him again.

But as soon as Harry stepped out of the shower, his legs trembled and he had to use the wall to keep himself from falling. He was breathing heavily, dark spots clouding his vision and all he managed was a weak 'help' before he collapsed, sliding down the wall.

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Louis had gotten the painkillers from the pharmacy and had also brought some more goodies to get Harry healthy in record time. He wanted to make sure his baby was feeling better soon so that they could spend some of their break with the things they had originally planned.

He toed off his shoes and grabbed his purchases just as he heard a quiet 'help' from upstairs. Dropping his things, the older singer raced up the stairs and when he found the bedroom empty, he carefully opened the bathroom door.

There, slumped next to the shower, was Harry, barely conscious.

"Harry? Harry, what happened, darling?" Louis asked frantically and crouched down next to his younger boyfriend.

"Lou..." Harry slurred and swallowed thickly.

"Shh I'm here now. Let's get you to bed, okay?"

"Please", Harry whispered and Louis pulled him into his arms and practically carried him to the bed.

"Lou, I feel like shit", Harry whined and Louis tutted sympathetically.

"Stay here. I'll get you something to make you feel better, okay?"

"Please."

"Okay. Just a minute, okay", Louis said and quickly hurried down the stairs to gather up the stuff he had bought.

When he came back, Harry was staring at him with big doe eyes and sniffled quietly. Louis walked back over to the bed and grabbed the glass of water that was on the night stand. He helped Harry sit up and propped him against a few pillows before grabbing two of the painkillers and handing them to Harry before helping him sip the water to wash the painkillers down. Then, Louis gave Harry some more pills for his other symptoms and pressed another kiss to his forehead.

"Thanks, Lou, I love you", Harry said quietly and sunk back into their bed.

"Of course, that's what I'm here for. Mind telling me why I found you next to the shower?"

"I... I was so cold and so I wanted to take a hot shower. Normally, I think I would've known that was a stupid idea b-but I just w-wanted to warm up a b-bit", Harry stuttered out.

"Okay, that's understandable, yeah. Just don't do that next time. You scared the shit out of me", Louis said and Harry promised.

"Wanna take a nap?" Louis asked and Harry smiled.

"Yeah."

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When the two woke up from their nap, Harry felt so much better. He was so happy the painkillers had worked and after a week pf being sick, he really really enjoyed feeling better.

"Hey there, sweetheart", Louis cooed and ran his hands through Harry's soft curls. "You don't feel as warm anymore."

"Yeah, I'm feeling much better", Harry said and smiled.

"That's good. We're gonna have you resting for a little longer, though, okay? Just to make sure you're okay."

"Yeah. Thanks for taking care of me, Louis", Harry said and cuddled back into the older.

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Hello everyone!

Posted late again! But hey, only by two days! Anyways, hop you liked it :)

Also, please tell me if I should write a second part of the previous chapter. It'd be about what happened to Louis that had him reacting the way he did.

All the love xx