Hiding from you (Larry Mpreg )

IV

On their 10th day on the island Louis woke up feeling like crap. It was the day they wanted to go on a tour with a sailboat around the harbour and some small islands nearby. They had talked about this tour for days choosing it carefully out of all the other options. It was only on sundays and today was their last Sunday on the island so it was the perfect day for it.

Harry  had been really excited and had already packed a small bag for them and ordered a Picknick in the hotels kitchen. Louis was sure it had been unbelievable expensive but Harry had insisted.

Louis tried to sit up hoping he was just feeling sick from the dream he just had. But this was far from the truth, he noticed the painful cramping of his stomach and instantly felt so nauseous that he jumped up and raced to the bathroom to throw up.  He fell down on to his knees in front of the toilet his gut churning violently. Before he had time to even think about what was coming next he was already bringing up everything he had eaten. He was sure he had never felt more ill.

Yesterday they went out for dinner to one of the lokal fish restaurants. Harry being Harry ordered a huge plate of fish mashed potatoes and vegetables. Louis was sure if he ever ate this much he would instantly gain 5 pounds. Harry could eat as much as he wanted and stay in shape anyway. Louis had the feeling if he just looked at Harry's plate the pounds added up on his stomach and hips. To stop this from happening he had ordered a small serving of fish soup. It tasted a bit strange and Louis had wondered if it had been frech. Guess not, this stupid soup had given him the worst case of food poisoning.

After he finished this round of vomiting he laid down on the bathroom floor waiting for Harry to find him. Then he remembered the sailing trip he really couldn't ruin this for Harry so he dragged himself back to bed trying to come but with a way Harry could still participate on the trip.

When he woke up again Louis didn't feel any better he could hear Harry singing in the shower.  On a normal day he would go and join him but he felt bile rise in his throat and just hoped the curly haired boy would be done soon.

Soon the door opened, Harry standing there completely naked " Morning lovely"

"Morning" Louis answered forcing a smile and getting up from bed.

Harry looked stunning, standing there his wet curls surrounding his face, his muscles showing. Louis would die for a body like Harry's.

Louis walked over to the little bathroom and gave Harry a kiss on the lips. " I just really need a shower" the tiny boy told his boyfriend acting as everything was normal. But he was far form feeling normal or okay his stomach was hurting badly and he was this close from spilling his guts all over Harry's  feet.

Louis was quick to close the bathroom door behind him and turn on the shower. But instead of showering he sat down in front of the toilet for the next round of vomiting.

There was now way that he could go on a boat trip today.

...

"How about you go to our table and I join you just in a minute, I just need the toilet." Louis told Harry. They were standing in the hotel foyer just about to have breakfast.

Harry nodded and walked into the breakfast room. Louis on the other hand walked straight over to the receptionist.

"Sir what can I do for you?"the man in a way to expensive suit asked.

" We have booked a sailing tour under the name Styles  for two people" the keys of the computer were klicking as the man searched for their reservation.

"Yes, here it is Styles two people for today" the man smiled at Louis.

"Hm, yeah, the problem is I'm really not into sailing I always get horribly seasick." Louis lied.
"Could you please cancel one reservation and tell my boyfriend that there has been a problem in the booking system?"

The receptionist looked at him with an unreadable expression. "Ok sure Mr. Tomlinson" Louis couldn't tell if he understood his situation or if the man tough he was weird.

Louis soon joined Harry at the table and tried to eat a little so that Harry didn't know that something was wrong. He managed just half a piece of dry  toast but Harry didn't seem to notice he was just to exited about the trip and couldn't stop rambling about it. He also didn't notice how Louis had his arms wrapped around his stomach, clutching his belly because he was in a great amount of pain.

After breakfast the couple went back to their room to get ready. Louis used his time in the bathroom for a third time of throwing up today. While Harry was totally clueless about it in the other room.

Down in the entrance Hall the driver was already waiting.
"One place for the sailing tour for Styles?"

Harry looked at him questioning "No two reservations!"

"No here is only one must have been a problem in the booking system" the driver answered "and we need to go now or else the ship will sail without you."

Harry looked back at Louis "what are we going to do now this was our perfect day!"

"Harry, lovely just go on the trip I will meet you afterwards for the picnic. You have been talking about this non stop so it's only fair that you go."

Harry looked unsure but Louis just gave him a little gentle push to get him into the car. "Come on Harry"
...
As soon as the Harry was out of sight Louis clutched his stomach again, walking slowly to the elevator. Back in the hotelroom he stripped out of his uncomfortable jeans and laid down on the bed hoping to get some well needed sleep.

Half an hour later he had to race to the bathroom again but this time around he just stayed
there he laid down on the bathroom floor and went to sleep again. This cyle repeated every half hour and Louis became weaker and weaker.

His body was burning with fever and his mind was foggy. He didn't even think about the fact that he was getting severely dehydrated and that he should maybe ask for help. But even if he had realised this his phone was in the other room and by now he was to weak to get up. So he didn't knew that it kept ringing because Harry was waiting for him with the picnic.
...

Harry was mad, the seat next to him had been empty and a staff member told him that somebody cancelled last minute. There had been now problem in the booking system Louis had just cancelled hid place. And when Harry was waiting for Louis with the picnic and hoping to get an explanation Louis never showed up. Harry called a driver to bring him back to the hotel, he was  fuming. 'What was Louis problem today?'

Back at the hotel he raced up the stairs quickly open the door of their room ready to demand an explanation from Louis. But there was no Louis. Harry heard a weak painful noise from the bathroom and went there to check what was going on.

He entered and was shocked Louis was lying on the floor pale as a ghost, skin dry, his eyes sunken in. Harry grabbed his lovers arm and felt for a pulse it was very quick. Louis struggled out of his gip leaned over the toilet and began dry heaving. There was nothing left for him to bring up. When he was done he looked back a Harry and then closed his eyes, he had fainted.

All of Harry's anger had melted now he was incredibly worried about his boyfriend. He picked him up and carried him to the elevator. Down in the lobby he ordered a driver with Louis still in his arms. Soon the car arrived and they were on their way to the hospital.