Day by Day

Hot Nurse

I enter the bedroom and Harry is coughing and sneezing too much. He's sitting on the edge of the bed ready to go. "Are you getting sick or you're already sick?" I touch his cheek and he feels too warm so I touch the other cheek. "I'll get the thermometer." I go into the bathroom and pull out a little glass thermometer to check his temperature. "Open" I demand.

"No baby please", he says waving his hands no in the air. "Open up, I need to know your body temperature, you're very hot", I immediately regret my choice of words. "Thank you, you're hot too but no thermometers please."

"Harry please", I say with my most demanding tone possible. He looks at me with puppy eyes and finally opens his mouth. "Don't talk or move it around with your tongue or else it won't work", I smile at him and kiss his cheek.

I start to move away to pee but he grabs my hand and pulls me to stand between his legs. He wraps his arms around my legs and his head rests on my hip. I brush his hair and some minutes later I pull his head up and reach for the thermometer. "You are burning with fever. I'll call Zayn to let him know we won't make it, you are not leaving this bed." "But baby I promised Zayn I would be there!" He still sits on the bed and his head still rests on my hip, he looks up with that look and whines like a little kid and pouts his lips.

"I know babe but if you leave you'll get worse, besides you might get people sick there too. I will take care of you here, I promise" I say.

"You promise?"

"Yes", I smile and brush my fingers on his hair. "Okay fine", he finally gives in. "Thank you." I kiss his forehead and leave the room to call Zayn.

"I called him and he says it's okay and he hopes you get better for Monday because they're having some sort of soccer tournament on the tv or something and you have to be there", I tell him.

"I forgot about that" he groans in annoyance. "Well you are not going anywhere until you're better." I go to the closet and get him more comfortable clothes. I start to remove the buttons of his shirt to change him. "I like this, you taking off my clothes", he smirks.

"I didn't realize that you are capable of taking off your own clothes so do it", I smile and he frowns, "I like it better when you do it", he responds. "Me too but you can do it and I'll go pee", "I'll wait for you" he smiles and I laugh.

When I go back to the bedroom he hasn't taken off his clothes, "Harry you were supposed to change while I was in the bathroom", I say putting my hands on my hips. "I want you to dress me, pleeeeease", he whines like a kid and he starts to cough so I smile at my sick boyfriend and start to change him.

Once he's more comfortable I pull him to the top of the bed and cover him with the duvet. "Here drink these, for the fever" he drinks the pills and smiles. "You're a very hot nurse", he smiles at me and I laugh. "Thank you, I'll be back" I say as I find something on the tv for him to watch. With a worried tone he says "where are you going?", "Downstairs to make you soup." I smile and he frowns. "Meanwhile you can watch Friends but don't laugh too loud, I don't want you to choke", I smile and leave the room.

I come back to the room, soup on hand and Harry is asleep, burning from the fever. I decide not to wake him. Instead I remove my shoes and get under the duvet with him. He feels my presence and wraps one arm around my waist while the other rests on his chest and his head falls next to my chest. I brush his hair and he tangles our legs together. I watch tv while he sleeps and he finally wakes up, scratching his sleepy eyes.

"Did you sleep well sleeping beauty?" I tease him. "I did after you got here." He looks up at me and smiles. "I brought you soup but it's probably cold now, I'll go heat it up." "No no, don't go. Stay with me. Please." And I do as I'm told. He falls asleep for about 20 minutes and when he wakes up he's hungry, which is a good sign.

"Here's your soup, just reheated it", I say as I hand him the food. He sits on the bed with the tray on his lap. He looks really cute. He finishes the soup and literally orders me to hold him after I tell him I will go wash the soup bowl. I cuddle with him.

"I'm worried that your fever is not coming down", I say touching his forehead. "I'll be fine as long as you're here with me" he tells me. I reach for a kiss but he pulls away. "No no, I don't want you to get sick." I frown like a little girl and cross my arms across my chest.

"A little kiss on your cheek?"

"Fine." He laughs and agrees with me. I kiss him on the cheek like 30 times. "Okay you can stop now!" He says laughing and coughing. "I love you even when you're a bacterial plague" I say and he laughs. "I love you too, you're the hottest nurse ever to take care of me. I should get sick more often", he smirks and kisses my hand on out intertwined fingers. He pulls down to rest his head on my lap and he falls asleep again.

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