Day by Day

Clumsy

I'm laying in bed with a book between my hands while Harry is locked in the bathroom. I keep reading and minutes later I hear a swear word coming from the bathroom. "Fuck!" I raise to my feet and open the door of the bathroom to find Harry with a bleeding hand.

"What the hell happened to you?!" I rush to his side and hold his cutting hand, putting it under the faucet to clear the blood, he's still not speaking. "Babe what happened? Are you okay?"

"Yeah I just slipped and when I tried to hold on to the counter to prevent the fall I grabbed my razor and cut. And still fell. How stupid."

"Harry be careful. Why was the floor even wet?" I ask him, knowing the answer to the question.

"I shaved..." he gives me puppy eyes and lowers his head, "and splashed all over, like always."

"Harry", I look at him as if I am a mother reprimanding her son, "please be more careful. I don't care you splash water all over the place as long as you dry it afterwards. Look what happened" I point at his hand, "I don't want you to get hurt ever" I tell him as I kiss his palm. I put a small towel around the cut to stop the bleeding. "This is a very long cut, you may need stitches."

"Nah it's okay, just wrap it up in something and it will heal."

"Okay but you should still check it out with a doctor." I take out a little cloth from the drawer next to the mirror and clean Harry's hand with some alcohol. He's sitting on the toilet with the lid closed and I kneel in front of him. "This is probably gonna hurt but try to hold it okay?"

"Yes nurse" he gives me a playful smile. I pour some alcohol into the cloth and clean his wound, his face scrunches up in pain. "A little kiss to make it better?","Yes please" I take his palm in mine and kiss his hand. "Better?" He looks at me smiling, "much better."

I finish cleaning his hand and gesture him to get up. A big band aid secure to his hand. He rises from his seat and his height towers above me. "Lets go to bed so you don't fall again."

He looks at me with playful eyes. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"Seriously?" He nods his head like a kid. "Well then proceed." I kiss his cheek and make a move to leave the bathroom when he grabs my wrist and turns me to look at him. "I can't do it with my right hand, can you brush my teeth?"

"What? You want me to brush your teeth?" I say with a laugh in between. "Please babe, my hand really hurts." Harry looks at me with puppy eyes and I can't help my smile. "Only if you kiss me." He smiles and comes closer to kiss me. I put my hands on each of his shoulders enjoying the kiss.

We pull apart and he tells me to hop onto the sink and he'll stand between my legs. I take his toothbrush and put on some toothpaste. He rinses his mouth with his left hand and tells me he's ready. He smiles all his teeth at me, his dimples showing. "Stop smiling and open up." He opens his mouth and I clean his teeth. A couple of minutes later he is rinsing off the toothpaste and ready for bed. "Now bed? Or you have something else to do here?" I smirk at him, waiting for him to plot something else for me to do. "Nope nothing, lets go." He grabs my wrist and guides me to the bed. I lay on my side and reopen my book.

Harry lays on his side. His hands tucked together under his head and he's staring at me. "Why are you staring at me creeper?" I laugh at him and he smiles. "You look so sexy when you read."

"You look sexy doing anything", I say and he covers his face like a school girl. He's in a playful mood. "Baby." I feel a small poke on my shoulder, coming from his finger.

"Mmhm" I reply, focused on my book. "My hand hurts." I put my book over my chest and look at him. "Does it really hurt or are you playing?"

"It really hurts." He looks so hot without trying. "Okay hold on." I raise from the bed and fetch him some pain pills. "Drink these and stop touching the cut." Harry drinks the pills. Once I lay back on the bed I restart reading. Harry looks bored next to me. I look at him sideways and he is smiling at me.

"What?" I ask him laughing. "Nothing." He says and suddenly a strong arm wraps around my waist and pulls me to him, making my book fall to the floor. "You... made me... drop... my... boo... book!" I say as he tickles me and I can't stop laughing. "Stop! It hurts!" He stops tickling me and I realize he's hovering me, his hands, one on each side of my head, holding his weight. I put one hand on his cheek. "Does your hand hurt?"

"Yes, hope the pills kick in soon."

"They will, try not to think about it. Actually you are making a big deal out of a cut in you hand. It's not like you cut off your hand." He smiles at me. "That would've been a bigger problem." We both laugh. He lowers his head to kiss me and I wrap my arms around his neck to bring him closer to me.

"I love you, you clumsy idiot. How many times have I told you to clean dry the water you splash? You could have seriously gotten hurt by falling and I-" I'm cut off by his lips on mine. He pulls away and replies "I love you too, but shut up baby, you talk more than what you should."

We both laugh, "I can talk as much as I want Styles." I tell him and he smiles. Still hovering over me, he realizes his pain has increased because he was holding his body weight so he lays next to me. "Can I keep reading for five more minutes? Then I'll turn the lamp off and we can sleep" I say kissing his hand.

"No more reading for today, I need my nurse to be attentive in case my pain increases or an organ comes out of the cut in my hand." Always so dramatic. I love him.

"Yeah because your organs are most likely to slip out of your body though your hand, yeah" I say rolling my eyes and smiling. "Okay five more minutes of reading and then I spoon you and we sleep."

"You can spoon me while I read" I say with a persuading smile. "Fine." I pick up my book and Harry comes closer, my back to his chest, him being the big spoon. I open my book and start reading for the millionth time. He kisses my hair.

"I love you" he says.

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