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i unlock the front door and step inside. As i place my shoes to the side i see harrys adidas trainers.
"harry?" i call out into the house and get no response.
'thats wierd' i thought to myself. I walk into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water when i hear coughing.
I was abit freaked out at first because i didnt see harrys car, but his shoes were here, but then he didnt answer.
I place my bag on the side and make my way upstairs.
when i open the bedroom door i see harry cuddled up to his pillow drifting in and out of sleep.
"haz?" i say softly and walk over to him. I stroke my thumb across his cheek and immediately can tell hes not well from the heat coming off him.
"hmm?" he hums and his eyes open a little. As soon as he sees me one of his arms wraps around my waist and he pulls me into him.
"woah, why are ya not at the studio? are you feeling well my love?" i ask.
he shakes his head. "jeff told me to come home, cuz i didnt look good. but then i threw up when i got here" he says,his voice groggy.
"im sorry baby, do you need anything?" i say as i look up at him.
he shakes his head again.
"no just cuddles" he says and pulls me closer,which was barely possible, and closes his eyes.
"go to sleep haz, youll feel better" i say and kiss the corner of his mouth.
"i love you" he mumbles
"i love you too"
