1D sickfics

Zianourry: sick Louis

Last one in the series.

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Harry's p.o.v.

Cough cough. Sniffle cough.

We heard him coughing. of course we heard him coughing. And we all knew how sick he was.

See, Louis had sort of blown up at Niall earlier when he asked if he was okay, so none of us really wanted to see a repeat of that.

"Someone should probably go check on him," Zayn said.

Zayn wouldn't go. He says he's bad at comforting. Liam's too germ conscious so that isn't going to happen. And Niall doesn't want to get yelled at again. Sigh.

"I'll go," I said, standing up. I waited for anyone else to volunteer and nope. Cough cough cough cough. God poor Lou, he sounds miserable. I wouldn't want to be alone.

I walked back to the bunks and stepped into the doorway, knocking on the door frame. I expected Louis to tell me he was fine and to go away, but instead he didn't reply at all.

He was sitting on his bunk with his knees drawn up to his chest, tears streaming down his face. my heart melted for the poor boy.

"Oh Lou," I said, sitting down next to him.

He let his legs slide down onto the mattress and looked over at me, still not saying anything.

"H-harry," he whimpered, sounding like he was about to start bawling.

"Hey Lou you're okay, don't cry," I said quietly.

"I d-don't feel go-od," he stuttered.

"Aw c'mere love," I said, opening my arms.

He scooted into my lap and I wrapped my arms around him. Then he started crying. Like hard sobs that shook his body.

The sobbing turned into coughing, which turned into hacking, and I thought he was going to have an asthma attack.

"Hey, you're alright Lou, just breathe, deep breaths," I instructed, somewhat calmly.

He took a few deep breaths and calmed his breathing a little bit. I wiped the tears off of his cheeks once his sobs lessened.

"There you go," I said, smoothing the hair back out of his face.

"Thanks Haz," he said shyly.

"Hey, it's alright. I'm sorry it didn't come back sooner," I apologized. He just shrugged tiredly.

"You wanna go lay down on the couch?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he whispered, his voice nearly gone from coughing.

"Okay," I said, helping him off the bed and keeping my arm around him as we walked out to the t.v. room.

When we walked in all the boys looked at us expectantly, wincing slightly when they saw Louis. I smiled a bit to let them know it was okay.

"We're gonna lay down on the couch," I said. The boys all got up from where they were sitting.

"Zayn could you get a blanket, Niall some cold medicine, and Liam a glass of water please," I instructed them, sitting down at one end of the couch and patting the spot next to me.

Louis sat down heavily next to me, obviously feeling awful. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled his head down onto my shoulder.

Then Liam and Niall came back in and handed him a pill and some water. He swallowed the pill with a sip of water, then took a few more drinks before setting them on the coffee table.

"Lay down Lou," I said, motioning to my lap.

He slid his legs up onto the couch and laid his head down into my lap, snuggling back against me and shivering.

Then Zayn came in and draped a blanket over him. He relaxed instantly against my legs.

"So is he okay?" Niall asked.

"When I walked in he was crying and having trouble breathing," I explained.

"Poor kid," Liam said, even though Louis is older than him.

"Get better Lou," Zayn said, rubbing Louis' back for a second before standing back up.

"Go to sleep," I told him, carding my fingers through his hair.

"Mmm," he moaned sleepily.

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I honestly can't remember how many, if any, are left in this series so yeah.