Larry Oneshots

Stuck

A/N: I got this idea from a TikTok I saw of a guy who is paralyzed telling a story about the time this happened to his lift machine and I wanted to make a Larry story based off of it. Just a disclaimer so someone doesn't take this the wrong way, I am not making fun of the man who's TikTok it is, I thoroughly enjoy his content, I am simply using his story to write my own. That being said, please enjoy xx

Word Count: 2,147

During an accident 10 years ago, 18 year old Harry Styles found himself paralyzed from the waist down and sentenced to an eternity in a wheelchair. Doctors told him that he was lucky he only lost the use of his legs, and warned him that he was one wrong move away from losing use of his arms as well. His spine was in a fragile state, and although the doctors did the best they could to stabilize the still-living nerves, they weren't able to ensure further injury should Harry be in another accident, fall, or even be picked up the wrong way. Now Harry is 28 and is having the worst night of his life (well, since becoming paralyzed anyway)

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"Hazza love, are you ready for your shower?" Louis calls down the hall to his boyfriend who had parked himself, literally, in front of the TV.

"In a minute, Lou...please?" Harry tacks on at the end of his response.

"Come on, Haz. We haven't got all night," Louis hollers back, a fond smile on his face. He hears a huff from the living room, followed by a grumpy "fine" and he hears the locks click off of the wheels of his chair.

Louis listens as the sound of Harry's chair rolling towards him gets louder until he sees the curly headed lad appear around the bend. Louis smiles at Harry when he manages to bump the wall from staring at Louis too hard. Harry's cheeks turn pink, he rarely messes up when navigating the house.

"Come on, love. Into the bathroom you go, you stinky boy." Louis teases.

"Hey," Harry pouts, "I'm not stinky."

"Mhm, sure," Louis hums as he follows Harry into the bathroom.

Harry starts to undress, well, to the best of his ability...which consists of taking his shirt off and then staring at Louis impatiently for help. Louis starts the shower before turning to Harry, who, upon noticing Louis' attention on him, lifts his lower half up using only his arms on the armrests of the wheelchair. This is their nightly routine, and Louis admires the upper body strength of his boyfriend. Once the rest of his clothes are off, Harry maneuvers his wheelchair so it is in line with the lift system to get him into his shower chair.

Because of his condition, they can't really risk Louis moving Harry in and out of the shower manually, so they rely on the somewhat bulky machine to help him. They can't risk it.

Once Harry is properly in the chair and in the shower, Louis makes sure the lift machine is off, accidentally bumping it as he steps forward. Louis rubs at his elbow and keeps moving forward, reaching out to help Harry. Harry could easily do most of the showering himself, but he loved having his Lou help him, so he happily sat back and allowed Louis to wash him.

Louis finishes drying Harry off, tosses the towel into the hamper, and turns back towards Harry.

"Ready to get out, love?"

Harry nods. No matter how many times he showers with Louis in the room, he still feels a little bit uncomfortable sitting completely nude.

After hooking Harry up to the lift system, Louis takes a step back and presses the button on the machine.

And nothing happens.

A small feeling of panic blooms in Louis' chest, but he casually presses the button again.