Unconditally

First real Date

Today's the day. This was your first date with Harry. You had no idea what you guys would be doing. Hopefully just hopefully it's something great. After all Harry is a very romantic kind of guy. But you were beginning to get sick. You weren't gonna let this cold get in the way of yours and Harry's date though so you made sure to drink lot's of water and get rest before tonight. Then your phone rings. It was Harry. Picking up the phone you anwser but it sounded like you were losing you're voice.

"Are you feeling okay love?" You heard him ask on the other line.

You cough, "Of course, I think I'm a little sick but I'll be fine Haz."

"Alrighht, but if your not any better when I pick you up we're not going." He confirmed with you.

"Okay I'll see you at 7." You confirm.

"Yes you will." You both then hung up.

From then on until 7 you began drinking water and getting as much rest as possible. Suddenly you began feeling a little cold but also ached. 'It's official' you thought to yourself. Your gonna miss your first date with styles because of a bug. Very unhappy about this you went to just rest your eyes for a little bit on the couch. Suddenly you woke up in your bed and looked at the time and went to get up. But someone place their hands gently on your shoulder slowly pulling you back. Looking over you notice it was Harry.

"Oh my god Harry I'm so sorry... I fell asleep and..." You kept talking until he shushed you.

"No it's alright you were running a fever anyways,you need the rest." Hee said cuddling you.

"Wait I don't want to get you sick." You scoot a little farther from him.

"What? You think a cold will scare me away from cuddling with you?" He smiled.

Smiling back at him you decided you'd get up and get some food. But Harry say you down to go make it for you. In bed you wondered how you got such a great guy.

"I'm back with some soup and sprite." He carried in both items and sat them on the bedside table.

"Yesss!" You sit up to take the bowl of soup.

"Your welcome." He kissed your cheek.

"Haz, you're gonna get yourself sick." You mumbled while laying down to go to sleep.

"That means more bed rest with you then." He wrapped his arm around you.

The next morning you woke up feeling nearly better than yesterday. Turning over you look at Harry who looked a little pale so you felt his forehead. He slightly smiled. Of course he was running a fever.

"I warned you Styles." You laughed.

He gave another smile.

"Well I guess I'll make you some soup and get you sprite." You okay with his hair for a little.

When you got back you gave Harry his soup and sprite then grabbed his phone.

"I'll call Liam and trek him your sick." You begin to dial Liams number.

He answers.

"Hey Y/N, something wrong?" He asks concerned.

"I just called to tell you Harry is sick and probably won't make it back to the studio." You informed him.

"I thought he was talking care of you since you are sick?" He asked confused.

"Well he was and I tools him to keep his distance but he didn't listen." You look at Harry who was laughing silently.

Liam began to laugh, "Alright thank you for telling me. You guys enjoy your sick day." He hung up.

You nudge Harry in the leg.

"Ow what was that for?" He looked dazed smiling.

"For laughing." You got up next to him to cuddle.

You both fell asleep cuddling next to each other both being your sick cute selves.