Harry Styles - Imagines & Preferences

"The Sickness Gift Box"

COMMENT "HEY" IF YOU HAVE THIS STORY IN YOUR LIBRARY BC IM CURIOUS AND I LOVE YOU GUYS

IM SOOO SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE YESTERDAY IM ON VACA IN COLORADO RIGHT NOW AND I DIFNT GET TIME TO UPDATE BC MY PARENTS TOOK AWAY MY PHONE FOR THE NIGHT SO I WOULDN'T STAY UP WRITING ALL NIGHT (BECAUSE THATS THE ONLY TIME I UPDATE WHICH IS LIKE 1 IN THE MORNING) AND I DIFNT HAVE MY COMPUTER

OK IM SORRY FOR MY RAMBLING AND IDK WHY IM TYPING IN ALL CAPS I JUST DO THAT ALOT

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You had an awful cold. You'd been coughing, blowing your nose, and you had a pounding headache for the past week and a half. You still had to go to work so you wouldn't miss any days that would take up your vacation days. He had been gone for 5 months on tour and you haven't visited him once yet. You were supposed to visit him last week but you were too sick.
"Feeling any better baby?" You read as a text from Harry.
"No, not really..." You replied back.
"Feel better soon Y/N, get some rest for me."
"I'm heading to work now, wish me luck!" You sent back as you grabbed your keys and left for work. You worked at a coffee shop down town. You had been working there for about a year now so you were getting good money.
"Hey Y/N! Good morning!" My boss Caroline said. It was irritating of how peppy she was at 5:30 in the morning. "Hey." I said back as I headed behind the counter.
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An hour passed and you just kept doing the same thing- making many different types of coffee cups and greeting costumers. The job was good money but not fun.
"Y/N! You've got a package!" What? Who would send me a huge package at my work? I opened the big box and there was a little note on top I read it-
" For you my sweetheart. To make you feel better.
                        I love you,
                           Harry  "

I smiled in awe that he would do that for me. I started to open the big cardboard box. I pulled out a thing of Advil with a stick note that said "For your head" in Harry's messy, yet presentable handwriting. I pulled out a box of tissues with a note on it that also said "For your nose". I kept pulling things out the box and there was a cough medicine. A phone charger so your phone wouldn't die. And Harry's Green Bay Packers sweatshirt so you wouldn't get cold.
You called Harry as you closed the box.
"Hey babe!" He said lovingly.
"Hey, I just got the package."
"Ah, What did you think of it?" He said as I could tell he was smiling through the phone.
"I loved it! Thank you so much baby!"
"No problem sweetheart! I've gotta go back to the studio! I'll talk to you later okay? I love you!"
"I love you too, Harry."