Harry Styles bsm/ddm

he thinks you're faking being sick (bsm)

(Age 16) Ever since your mom died 2 years ago you've lived with your brother Harry. You love him to death, and he loves you just as much. Lately school has been alot to handle for you, you've been sitting up late to finish assignments and homework, and you're really tired. Harry noticed and tried to help you out as best as he could, but since he dropped out of school around you're age, he wasn't really any help. When you woke up this morning you were immediately relieved, you had awful stomach cramps in your dream, so you were glad it was over. But as soon as the happiness came, it went away again. You felt like your stomach was about to explode, you got your period yesterday. You've always had really bad cramps on your period, but never this bad. Your stomach was turning, and you sat in your bed for a minute trying to compose yourself. It didn't work, and you ran to your bathroom as you felt the pasta Harry made last night creep up your throat, and judged by your soreness and the headache you had this wasn't just your period, you were sick as a dog. After making sure nothing more would come up, you made your way downstairs to the kitchen. Harry was standing at the stove making breakfast. "Morning (Y/n)! Did you sleep well?" Walking over on shaky feet to Harry you answered his question by expressing how you felt; telling him about how you felt like a bus had ran over you, 5 times followed by an airplane crashing on top of you. He took your hand and led you to the table, sitting you down on his lap. " i know you hate school right now, but you can't just drop it, it's going to get better soon okay?" Not having it in you to argue, you just gave up and sucked it up. You ate just a small amount of food, and took some painkillers. Harry offered to drive you to school, and you weren't going to back down on that offer, anything to not take the bus. The school day went fine, everything was almost fine, until spanish. You were sitting beside your boyfriend, who had seen right through you the second he first saw you and had tried to get you to call Harry all day, when your stomach turned, and you knew you would lose the little food you had in your stomach. Not seeing the point of lying to him anymore you leaned into him "Jacob, I feel like i'm gonna throw up." He put up his hand, and the teacher came over " (Y/n) doesn't feel so good, can i please take her out for some fresh air?" Suprisingly your teacher didn't mind him coming with, as most teacher wouldn't. You ran to the toilet and started throwing up, he held back your hair, and told you comforting words. When you were done he borrowed your phone and called Harry. After he was done talking to him, the had agreed on meeting at the car parking, he went to pack your stuff. You were met with a guilty looking Harry when he picked you up. He had taken with him a blanket and a pillow so you could rest on the way home. When you walked into the house Harry pulled you into a hug, for a moment the two of you just stood there, swaying slightly. " I'm so so sorry babe, I'm sorry i didn't believe you!" You looked up at him, and smiled weakly. " it's ok, i understand" you just wanted to go to sleep, not wanting to have a long argument, Harry wanted to protest, but just led you over to the couch. He had made you a bed with a pillow and a lot of blankets and a bucket on the side, just incase. He lied down, and you lied down with your head on his chest. He put on the tv, and asked you if you wanted something, your only response being " I just want to cuddle". The cramps had been gone since you took the painkillers this morning, but they were now back, and Harry started rubbing your stomach, playing with your hair, and humming moments in your ear. After a few minutes you fell asleep. You were dead out on the couch for the rest of the week, but it was ok since you had Harry. And when Harry got sick the week after, you pretended to be his nurse!