Echoes of Love

Miss You

Louis' pov:
I woke up the next morning feeling extremely exhausted and achy all over. I look over to see Harry was still asleep and his hair was all over the place, he looked so cute and perfect.

I got up out of bed and walked into our bathroom. I was only in my boxers so I took them off and ran the shower,I fixed the temperature to my liking and then I hopped in.

About 10 minutes into my shower the bathroom door opened I could barely see with how much steam there was but soon someone opened the shower door and got in.

I knew it could only be Harry because I felt his curls on my shoulder, it felt nice with him in the shower with me. I felt him snake his arms around my waist holding me tightly.

I was glad Harry was holding me because before he got in the shower with me I was feeling a little dizzy and I was swaying a bit and had to steady myself on the wall.

Harry washed my hair and helped wash the rest of my body. I was going to protest and say I could do it myself but he gave me a kiss on the lips and I gave up and let him get to work.

This was definitely more of a pleasure for him than me but it still felt nice having his hands around my body.

Once we were done, Harry helped me out of the shower and wrapped a nice fluffy towel around me and then we wrapped one around his waist.

We walked back into our bedroom and got dressed into some warm clothes since it was cold outside. The got dressed in a warm matching sweater shirt and joggers set. Harry was dressed in a hoodie and joggers.

We went out to the lounge and turned on the television, I watched 'more like read' the programme on the tv while Harry made us breakfast.

Wednesday I have to go back to school, I am nervous about going and seeing everyone after my accident. Harry is in most of my Wednesday classes so I think I will be okay as long as he is with me.

I must have been really zoned out because Harry kissed my cheek a few times and then kissed my lips. I blinked my eyes a few times before realising what was happening.

'You okay baby?' Harry signed to me. I just nodded my head still feeling a bit tired. We sat down at the dining table and I just stared at my plate, it made me feel sick.

I didn't want to disappoint Harry for not eating but I also didn't want to eat anything I felt so sick to my stomach.

I continued to just push the food around on my plate, I didn't want to tell Harry I wasn't feeling well because he would stay home and baby me and not go to work.

'What's wrong love' he sighed to me. His face was full of worry, I looked at my plate and then back at him and got up from my chair and walked over to where he was sitting and sat down on his lap and hid my face in the crook of his neck.

I just sat like that while Harry finished his breakfast. Once he was done he pushed his plate to the side and grabbed my plate and picked up some scrambled eggs on the fork and held it close to my lips. I barely opened my mouth , I opened it just enough for Harry to put the food in my mouth, Harry continued to feed me until I couldn't eat anymore. I ate about half of the food on the plate and Harry was really proud of me for eating what I did.

I continued to cling to Harry that morning, Harry cleaned the dishes while I was sitting on the bench next to the sink and then once Harry was done with the dishes, he picked me up and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as we walked out of the kitchen and into the bedroom.

Harry was getting ready for work and I was right next to him trying to be as close as I could be to him. When I am sick I am always very clingy and just wanting cuddles and affection.

Harry put on his shoes and his coat before giving me a goodbye kiss and leaving out the front door and shutting it behind him.

I felt so lonely and sad, I hate being sick it makes me feel so down and like shit. I walk back into the bedroom with an extra blanket as I was shivering from the fever I had.

I laid down in bed feeling too achy and tired to get up and look for some medicine to take. I wrapped myself up in all the blankets and slowly drifted off to sleep.

<Time Skip>

Liam's pov:
I am currently on my way to Harry and Louis' apartment because Harry texted me after he left work that Louis had a bit of a fever this morning and was acting off and asked if I could go over and check on Louis for him while he was at work.

I pull up at there apartment building and park the car and get out and grab the bag of medicine I had picked up on the way over. I locked my car and walked inside the building and pressed the button to call the elevator.

I hopped in the elevator and pressed the number for their floor and waited as the elevator went up. Once the doors opened I walked out and walked down the hallway to their apartment.

Harry said the spare key is under the door mat. I checked under the mat and it was there, I picked up the key and unlocked the door. I walked inside their apartment and took my shoes off and left them by the front door.

I set the bag of medication on the kitchen counter and then I walked down the hall to see where Louis was. There was a door slightly open, I pushed but open and walked inside.

I saw Lou wrapped up in all the blankets like a cocoon. I walked over to the side he was laying on to check if he was okay, his face was as white as a ghost and his cheeks were flushed and he was shivering. I put the back of my hand to his forehead to feel for a fever.

Lou definitely had a fever and it was a high one too.
I sighed and got up and went into the bathroom to look for a thermometer. Once I found it I went back into the bedroom and crouched down beside Louis again.

I rubbed his arm a few times to help wake him up, Lou let out a groan and then slowly fluttered his eyes open. He looked at me and saw the thermometer in my hand and burst into tears.

I sat next to him on the bed and pulled him into my arms and hugged him. When Louis is sick he is very emotional and clingy, so I wasn't surprised when he burst into tears seeing the thermometer.

Once I got him to calm down, I unwrapped him from his blanket cocoon and he didn't move from my lap. I stuck the thermometer in his mouth under his tongue and waited for it to beep.

Once it beeped I saw the temperature on it and my heart broke. Lou had a high temperature of 103.4, I took the thermometer out of his mouth and took off his sweater since he had sweated through it completely leaving him in just his joggers.

Once I got some medicine into Louis, I got him comfortable back in bed and tucked him in and placed a cool cloth on his forehead to help bring down his temperature.

I called Harry and told him everything that was going on with Louis and he thanked me for checking on him and asked me if I could stay with Louis just until he got home.

I stayed with Louis that afternoon until Harry soon came home and thanked me for looking after Lou. I soon left after and Harry cared for Lou the rest of the afternoon and night...