One Direction: Sick-Fics

(Larry) Harry, Migraine. Louis, Cold

"Harry has a migraine that he hides from Louis because he is still recovering from a cold, until it becomes too much for him during a performance and he breaks down allowing Louis to care for him."

REQUESTED BY: -  Own Idea

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At sixteen nobody would have ever predicted that Harry Styles would become part of one of the world's biggest boy bands. It was also at the age of sixteen that Harry met the man that would later become the love of his life.

Currently One Direction were performing their second world tour, and Louis Tomlinson had found himself suffering from a pretty horrendous chest cold, it has successfully left the eldest member of the band laid up in bed for three days before he had been able to at least mildly function enough to get through a day.

The boys had a busy day ahead, 'Not Now!' Harry thought when he found himself waking up, feeling the first twinges of a migraine building behind his eyes. The boys had several things to do before sound check, and then a show. Harry didn't have time for a migraine, and given that Louis still wasn't firing on all cylinders, the band couldn't afford to have 2/5 of its members not able to perform properly.

Harry managed to survive the day and get through sound check, taking painkillers at every given opportunity and resting as much as he was able to. After sound check the boys all headed back to their hotel, enjoying some down time until they had to be back at the venue for the show. Niall and Liam were playing some game on the PlayStation, Zayn was off lounging in the corner scribbling on a pad that he had resting on his knees, Louis was napping getting his energy back up for the show, and Harry was quietly sitting on the couch. He really wanted to either go and join Louis in having a nap; or maybe go and confess to Liam that he wasn't feeling well. Harry wanted both comfort and sympathy for the ever growing torture device that was his head, but he didn't want to draw the attention from Louis onto himself, not to mention he was to stubborn to ever admit to something being wrong, also the last thing that Harry ever wanted to do was let their fans down. He figured that if he just continued to ignore his migraine as best he could than there was no reason he had to speak up about it.

Something that worked well enough until five minutes before show time, Harry was standing ready to enter the stage with everyone, not knowing if he wanted to cry from the pain in his head or promptly throw up right where he was standing. Everything was making him feel nauseous, and he knew once he was on stage with the lights and the screaming that it would be worse, not to mention he didn't know how he was going to sing in his current state. Harry was really dreading the next two hours.

He knew he had done the wrong thing by not speaking up as soon as the first screams hit his ears, Harry wanted to scream just from the explosion of pain it provoked. Thankfully his in-ear headphones worked to block out the majority of the noise that the bands ever passionate fans made, but his migraine was causing his ears to be extra sensitive, and they weren't working as well as they usually did.

Once the band left the stage for their intermission Harry could not hold his tears back any longer, they still had an hour until the concert was finished, and his head was absolutely pounding, he could hear his heartbeat in his ears, and it was making him want to be sick. He smelt of sweat, and could barely muster up the energy needed for the costume change they were supposed to be doing. Harry found himself quickly changing and then going off in search of some comfort, finding Louis he no longer cared that he was still sick himself he just promptly sunk down onto his lap, sobbing into his shoulder.

"Hey," Louis said, having been caught off guard by Harry's emotional display. "Haz, What's wrong?" He asked rubbing a nineteen year old Harry's back.

"It hurts." Harry whimpered, his head still buried in Louis, shirt.

"What Hurts?" Louis felt himself growing concerned for the curly haired boy that was currently crying into him. It wasn't all that unusual for Harry to cry, he was often the most emotional of the five of them, but he tended to save the crying for after the shows.

"My head hurts," Harry started to cry harder, which did nothing to help his nausea. "I feel sick, Lou."

Suddenly it started to make sense to Louis, and realisation hit that Harry probably had a migraine, and that being on stage was certainly doing nothing to help it.

"Oh, Hazza, do you have a migraine?" Harry didn't make any attempt to speak, just nodded his head against his shoulder.

"Have you taken anything for it?" Louis asked watching as Harry shook his head, he hadn't taken any painkillers since before lunch. "I have some Advil in my bag, it probably won't do much, but you should probably take some anyway." Louis felt Harry nod and remove himself from the older boys lap.

Louis got up to retrieve the pills from his bag, returning to Harry with two pills and a bottle of water, "Here take these, and drink this." He handed the pills to Harry sitting down next to the ill boy, and manoeuvring him until he was lying on the couch across his lap.

"Lou, I don't want to take your pills, what if you need them for your cold?"

"I'm fine, Haz, just take them and lie down, there is still ten minutes until we are due back on stage." Louis reassured him combing his fingers through Harry's sweaty curls, massaging his scalp as he did so hoping it would help at least a little with the pain.

Louis knew that there was no way the Harry would be feeling completely better by the time they went back on stage, but he wasn't even going to suggest that Harry sit out the show, that wasn't his style at all. Instead he kept an extra close eye on him during the rest of the show, being quick to pop up at his side if it looked like he was struggling in anyway.

Once the show finished the two snuggled together in the van, promptly falling asleep in each other's arms when they arrived back to the hotel. Luckily Harry was feeling mostly pain free by morning, and Louis cold was hardly bothering him at all.

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