A/N: Sorry this is really short and not great. I just have a lot going on. Anyways, Harry_styles_4_life_ requested this. Follow her. Again, this sucks. Sorry.
You woke woke up with a bright smile to match the bright sky. It was your honeymoon with Harry and you were super excited. Today you were going to swim together in the luxurious waters of the Gulf of Mexico and relax by the ocean while servants rubbed your feet and did other deeds for you.
You got out of bed and started to dress.
This is going to be such a fun day, you thought. I can barely wait to get in the water with Harry.
A while later, Harry woke up and did the same. He came down to where you were eating the freshly-made dinner. He picked up a plate of it himself and went out to sit beside you on the roof.
I love the view... Of both the water and Harry.
"I'm so excited!" you gushed. "I've never had this much fun in forever."
He smiled and pulled you close to his chest.
"I know, baby."
You smiled and nuzzled more into him.
When you were done eating, you both slipped shoes and a coverup on. You linked hands with him and walked out to the ocean.
This going to be perfect.
***
After splashing around a bit, you noticed Harry had turned a bit pale.
Why is he pale; is he okay?
"Harry...?" you started to ask, but before you could, he threw up right in the water.
Okay. That's--among many other things--not okay.
You hurried over to him, rubbing his back.
"Oh, baby...."
He threw up again, coughing his lungs out. You pulled him into you and lightly kissed his cheek.
"Let's get you to shore, okay?"
He just nodded, and you went up onto the sand with him. Once on land, a worker came up to you and asked what was wrong.
You replied, "He just got a bit sick suddenly, and I don't know why."
My poor baby.
The worker looked at Hazz's body that slumped against yours and ushered an understanding nod.
"We can check him out, if you like?" the woman offered.
You looked at your husband's pale and sweaty cheeks.
That would be great--but I don't want to force him into that decision.
"Okay?" you asked him, not wanting to force him into anything uncomfortable.
He weakly nodded, and you smiled.
Great.
***
Later you found out that it was just because he was playing too hard. He recovered just fine. Soon you were able to fully enjoy your honeymoon together perfectly just like you wanted.
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