Running Away // H.S //

TWENTY THREE

-Baileys Pov-

"Bailey hurry up" Owen from outside of the bathroom says.

"Leave me alone!" I yell back and continued my shower.

"I really need to..you know, take a shit"

Oh my god.

I get out of the shower drying myself with my towel and taking my time, while Owen continues to bang on the door. I get dressed in leggings and a hoodie. I open the door and Owen was sitting on the floor.

"Fina-fucking-lly." He exaggerates, i roll my eyes.

"Are you and riley civils yet?"

"Uh, no? I havent even talked to her since the day you left for Canada."

Living with uncivilized siblings not fun.

I grab my keys and my phone then headed out the door. I drive to Harrys flat and parked at the front. I knock on the door at least three times then finally someone answered.

"Hey" i get in the flat while harry closes the door.

"Hey." he says in his raspy voice. His nose was red and he sounds sick, maybe he is sick.

"Your nose is red." I say and he sneezes, he's definitely sick. "Are you sick harry?"

"No....I have a cold." He grabs a kleenex and blows his nose.

"Aww hawry has a cold" i pout. "How'd you get it?"

"Fucking louis. He was cleaning the dryer and made me sniff a lot of dust. I get sick easily." He sniffles, i was about to hug him but he stopped me.

"Your going to be sick and I don't want you sick."

"Dont worry, i never get sick."

"Fine but if you do get sick, I promise ill take care of you." Harry pulled me close.

"Your so cute" i pinch his cheeks. "Want me to make you soup?"

"Hmm yes please." He lets go of me, "dont burn the house down."

"Funny." I roll my eyes as i walk in the kitchen to make chicken soup while harry watches a movie.

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"Oh my god, babe" harry moans as he takes another bite. "You should cook for me everyday." I roll my eyes, and continue eating my soup.

"Hello!" Someone opens the door who im guessing is louis. "Oh hey bailey, taking care of little hazza there?"

"Hazza?" I look at harry, he shrugs. "I never heard of that before."

"Yeah 'cause im the only one who calls him that." Louis says as he takes his shoes off. "Anyways, ill leave you two love birds. Later." He waves goodnight and goes in his room.

"Hazza. Hmm. Im going to use that now." I say quietly. Harry was going to say something but got interrupted by a sneeze.

I take two tissues from his box of Kleenex and put it on his nose. "Blow" I say and he blows his nose.

"You know, you could be blowing something else--"

"Don't even finish that sentence, you sick pervert." I throw the Tissues away and got some hand sanitizer.

"I am sick, and perverted."

"Oh my god." I groan and roll over to the other couch.