Louis wasn't feeling well, it's been like this for two days, "Harry." He called weakly. "Harry!" He called louder but he immediately regretted it as his throat was in pain. "Coming!" Harry replied back. Two seconds later, Harry entered the room. "What's wrong, boo?" "I don't feel well..." Louis mumbled, Harry doesn't actually believe that Louis sick. "Not this again, Louis. When are you going to learn that it's not funny anymore?" Harry asked annoyed. "I'm not lying, babe. My head and throat are killing me and I feel sick." Louis said hurt that Harry doesn't believe him. "You said that yesterday and the day before, I'm not having it Louis. Now come on, we're meeting Niall and Liam soon." Harry explained and headed back downstairs. Louis couldn't move, so he fell back asleep. Little did he know he'll regret that in a few minutes time. Harry was downstairs, waiting for Louis to come down. "What the hell is he doing?" He mumbled and headed upstairs. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Louis sleeping again. "LOUIS TOMLINSON!" He yelled making Louis wake up with a fright. "What?" Louis asked croakily. "Get up!" Harry spat, pulling the covers off of Louis' body. "Harry I already told you, I'm sick!" Louis said cringing as his head was thumping in pain. It was like Josh and Niall were having a drum fight in his head. "Let me see." Harry mumbled and felt Louis' head. "You're not warm. So you're fine! Get up and stop wasting time!" Harry spat and basically pulled Louis out of bed. "Come on, they'll be here soon." Harry said and walked out of the room. Louis wanted to scream. He stood up, and slowly got his clothes on. His head was thumping and the room felt like it was spinning. "Are you nearly ready?" Harry asked and rolled his eyes as he saw Louis only had his boxers and shirt on. "Harry I feel like I'm going to faint..." Louis mumbled and held the wall. "Louis you're not fooling anybody." Harry said annoyed that Louis was still keeping this up. "I'm not lying, Har-" Louis then fell onto the ground. "LOUIS!" Harry yelled and ran right towards him. "Jesus Christ." He mumbled and lifted Louis onto the bed. He was telling the truth. "Come on, Lou. Wake up." Harry said and headed downstairs to get a glass of water. He rushed back upstairs to see Louis open his eyes slowly. "Oh thank Christ on a jumping breadstick while he's in a pool, you're ok!" Harry said relived. "Im so so so so sorry! I'm so sorry I didn't believe you! I promise every time your sick, I'll never leave your side. Oh my go-" "calm down. It's fine, I forgive you. Now... stay by my side until I'm better."
