Larry Sick fics + H/C

Head injury (Louis)

Harry and Louis were in their garden. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining bright and the temperature was really high. As a matter of refreshment, they were throwing waterballoons at each other.

"Harry, catch!" Louis said as he threw a balloon at Harry. Harry didn't catch it of course. Water splashed all over his shirt.

"Oh, you'll pay for that one." Harry said, laughing. Harry grabbed a bucket and filled it with water. When it was full, he picked up the bucket and started running after Louis. Louis, unfortunately, wasn't fast enough and he blamed it on the fact that Harry's legs were way longer than his. Harry just threw all the water over his boyfriend.

"BRRRRRR.... oh god Haz, that's cold." Louis said shivering.

"Sorry love, I thought it was funny." Harry said, nearly choking from laughter. But when he saw Louis started shivering violently, he quickly handed him a towel.

"Are you all right Lou? Don't want you to catch a cold." Harry said.

"It's all right. I'm going inside to put on some dry clothes." Louis replied.

"I'm going inside too. I'm quite thirsty." Harry said, thinking of the taste of a nice and cold glass of ice tea.

Both of them went inside. Louis walked up the stairs, straight into the bedroom and took some dry clothes out of their way too big closet and put them on. Then he went back downstairs, into the kitchen. Harry was sitting at the table and Louis joined him.

"Can I get you a drink love?" Harry asked.

"It's all right, I'll grab it myself, I'm closer to the fridge than you are." Louis answered and smiled at Harry.

"All right. Can you give me one more glass of ice tea love? It's on the top shelf of the fridge." Harry said.

"Sure honey, I'll take it." Louis replied.

Louis opened the fridge. The fridge was huge. Louis saw the ice tea on the top shelf and tried to take it. He was a little to short to reach it.

'Perhaps if I stand on my toes.'  He thought by himself.

Louis was standing on his toes, trying to grab the bottle of ice tea, but he lost his balance. He tried to keep himself from falling by holding on to the shelf of the fridge, but it worked out the wrong way. Louis fell down, accidentaly pulled the shelf out and it hit his head. It broke into a thousand pieces. One of those pieces left a huge cut on Louis head, very close to his hairline.

Harry directly ran over to his boyfriend as he saw it happening.

"OMG Lou, are you okay?" Harry asked concerned as he kneeled down beside him.

"Owww... my head. I'm bleeding..." Louis said. Blood was running down his face.

"Oh shit Lou, that's gonna need stitches." Harry said.

"Ugh... ow... it really hurts. My head..." Louis said, grabbing his head.

"I believe that. The whole shelf, drinks included, landed on your head. Come on sweety, we have to go to the E.R. to get stitches." Harry explained.

Louis nodded and tried to get up. Due to the blood, he was feeling a bit dizzy and the room was spinning around.

"H..Haz? I feel dizzy." Louis said, scared to fall.

"Now worries love, I have you." Harry said and put his arms around Louis' waist to steady him. He guided him to the car and they drove off.

They were lucky, they didn't have to wait in the hospital. The doctor took a look at Louis' head and cleaned the wound. Then he got stitches. 12 to be precise. It wasn't a funny feeling and Louis squeezed Harry's hand from beginning to end. Harry was rubbing circles on his back in the meanwhile.