He takes care of you when you're sick
Louis: You had felt the sore throat and achiness coming on the night before, but it wasn't until that morning that you felt like you had been hit by a truck. You can't swallow without it hurting, your limbs feel like spaghetti, and you just feel generally crummy all over. After texting Louis for a little while, you begin to doze off again when the doorbell rings, interrupting your snooze. You try to ignore it, but whoever is at the door is being persistent, and is, quite frankly, beginning to annoy you. Eventually, the ringing stops for a moment and you figure the person has finally given up and left. Then your phone buzzes and you see you have a new text from Louis. "Answer the friggen door," it says. You sigh at the thought of having to get out of your warm cocoon of blankets, but get up anyways. There you find Louis standing with a teddy bear and a couple of magazines in one arm, and a thermos of soup in the other. "Thought these might help make you feel better," he says with a smile as he enters the house, planting a kiss on your forehead. You smile weakly to show your appreciation before the two of you head back to the living room where he dotes on you for the entire day.
Liam: You'd been tossing and turning all night, no doubt keeping Liam up, but he had been kind enough not to say anything to you. At about 4:30, you suddenly find yourself needing a bathroom, and fast! You beeline it and make it to the toilet just in time. At the sound of your heaving, Liam gets up and comes to the doorway. "baby..." he says sympathetically, stepping into the room to hold your hair back for you. "Go away, Liam. I don't want you to see this." "Oh stop, I'm not going anywhere. Do you think it was that chicken we ate last night?" "Don't say chi-" you can't complete your thought before the heaving starts again. After a couple more moments, you feel yourself regain composure enough to ask for something to drink. Liam fetches you a cup of water. "Maybe I should run to the convenience store and get you some ginger ale?" "Yeah," you grunt out. "Will you be ok while I'm gone?" "Mhmm." "You sure? I can wait till morning if you want." "No, no, just go now while I clean up a bit." Liam, being the wonderful boyfriend that he is, heads out at 4:30 in the morning to get you some ginger ale from the 24-hour convenience store.
I'll post the rest on Sunday!! I'm going to be posting every other day from now on. The days that I'm not updating this, I'll be updating my Niall fan fic, it's called drugs, you should check it out. Also, follow me on Instagram @_directionertherapy don't forget the underscore!!
~Morgan🍌
