Larry One-Shots and Sickfics

Stomachache-Both

This one was a request by:   @larrybieberdreams

Prompt: "Both Harry and Louis are sick with stomach aches but Liam and Niall don't believe them."

I hope you like it!

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"Hazza?" Louis said, looking over at Harry as they cuddled on the hotel couch.

"Yeah, boo?" Harry questioned, removing his eyes from the movie playing on the television and turning to look at Louis, stroking his fingers through the older lad's hair as he did so.

"My stomach is starting to hurt a bit," Louis answered, his face turning into a frown.

"Are you alright? Do you feel like you're gonna be sick?" Harry asked, his body tensing, ready to go grab a bin if he needed to.

Louis shook his head. "No. It just aches," he said, closing his eyes.

"Okay. How about we just go to bed then, yeah? Maybe you'll feel better in the morning."

Louis nodded, and Harry helped him up. The two boys stripped down to their boxers and climbed into the bed.

"Mind if I spoon you tonight instead, Lou? I want to make you feel better," Harry said.

"Okay, Haz," Louis said tiredly, turning on his side and facing away from Harry. Harry scooted close to Louis, pressing his chest up to Louis's back. He reached his arm around Louis's torso and placed his large hand on Louis's stomach, knowing the heat would help soothe his stomach so that he could get to sleep.

Within minutes, he heard Louis's breaths even out and he knew he was asleep, and it wasn't long before he, too, was fast asleep.

*

Sunlight was streaming in through the windows when Harry awoke the next morning, Louis still asleep in his arms. Wanting to grab his phone to check the time, he slowly removed his arms from around Louis and began sitting up, but the movement caused a groan to escape his lips.

Louis stirred, having been awoken by Harry. He blinked his eyes open and looked over at Harry with concern. "Are you alright, babe?"

Harry sighed. "I think I caught your stomach bug. My stomach hurts now, too," he said, rubbing his aching stomach.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean to get you sick. I shouldn't've let you cuddle me last night. I was being selfish," he said, looking down and feeling guilty.

"No, no, baby," Harry cooed. "I wouldn't have not cuddled you even if you had asked me not to. It's fine, really. We can just have a sick day together, okay?" he asked, and Louis nodded, giving a small smile. "How are you feeling today, anyway? Any better than last night?"

Louis shook his head. "I feel worse, actually. I don't feel nauseas, but it hurts pretty bad," he said, placing his hand on his stomach and gingerly adding a little pressure, trying to find some relief from the pain.

"I'm sorry, boo. Here, let's just try to get some more sleep and see if we can sleep it off. We have the day off, anyway."

"Alright," Louis agreed, settling back down in bed and curling up with Harry, and the two boys were soon sleeping once again.

A couple of hours later, there was a loud knock at the door, accompanied with shouting, but the voices couldn't be made out properly though the thick, wooden door. The sounds woke the boys, who groaned in both pain and annoyance, wishing that they could just go back to sleep and get the rest they needed in order to feel better.