So, basically, I'm looking for a
co-writer! Gracie Ann didn't work out :(. I already have a girl named Josefine who might be willing to help, but I want to see if anyone else is willing to help and write! You can't be like 10 years old...sorry! But if your interested, private message me or comment. Thanks! And to all the people asking for imagines, most of them are written...I just need to post them. So keep voting and commenting/requesting! Bye. Love you all!
~ Emma
You roll over in bed to grab a tissue, for about the 1,000,000,000,000th time tonight. You sniffed and wiped your nose. You looked at the clock; 3:00 am.
"Ugh" you let escape from your mouth.
"Babe?" you hear Harry ask from the other side of the bed.
"Yeah" you reply, hearing how stuffy you sound.
"You doing okay?"
"I think I'm sick" you say. Suddenly, your stomach starts to hurt. You try to ignore it and go back to sleep...but it hurts so bad that you can't.
"Be right back" you quickly mumble as you run the bathroom. You go over to the toilet and throw up immediately.
You start gagging and throwing up more, then you hear Harry getting up. He comes in the bathroom in just his boxers. He sees you crouched down by the toilet.
"I've got you sweetie" he says, holding your hair up.
You throw up once more.
"I think I'm good now" you say, standing up. He releases you hair and turns on the tub and begins fulling it up with warm water for you.
"I want you to take a nice, warm bath."
"But it's only like 3 in the morni-"
"I want you to take a nice, warm bath." he repeats again, interrupting you. You nod your head yes and begin to walk out of the bathroom to get clothes for when you get out.
"I'll get your clothes and everything." Harry says, pouring lavender bubble bath into the tub.
"Okay" you smile.
"Now, I'm going to leave while you get a bath. But if you start to feel bad again, call me in. Okay?"
"Okay" you smile again.
Harry leaves and you slip off your clothes and sink into the bath.
Once you get out, you brush your teeth (your mouth had a nasty taste since you threw up) and then go back into the bedroom. You see a pair of Harry's pajamas on the bed, his cute plaid button down ones. You laugh as you slip them on and slide back in bed.
"Y/N?" you hear harry calling as he enters the room. "Ah, good, your done." he smiles and he turns on the tv and puts in his favorite movie, love actually.
"I know you've never seen this, so what better time to see it than now?" he smirks.
"So I got you tissues with lotion in them, so they are soft on your nose. I got some cold medicine and this stuff for nausea." he says, placing the things in your nightstand.
"And last but not least...." he trails off, smiling. "Mr. Get Well Soon" he laughs as he holds up a giant teddy bear and crawls in bed next to you.
Harry tucks you in and cradles you in his arms. "I hope you feel better soon" he whispers as he kisses your forehead.
"I love you so much Harry" you say.
"I love you too babe"
