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Scared to go to doctor: Louis

Okay so I'm totally out of ideas for this one like I have no idea what to write. Umm, all I can think about is the fact that my boyfriend just blew me off. Okay anyways.

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Your p.o.v.

"I just don't wanna like puke in your car," he said, making me shudder. I was terrified of people throwing up.

"I'll bring a bucket," I said tensely.

"Oh like you're gonna be able to drive while in sitting next to you heaving up my guts," he scoffed.

"You probably won't have to, it's not far," I whispered, knowing that he'd won.

"You won't take the chance, I know you babe," he said, smirking.

"Look I know the consequences but I'm worried about you. Your fevers pretty high and you can't keep anything down. You're dehydrated and theirs nothing I can do anymore," I exclaimed, trying to prove a point.

"Hey, I'm feeling alright now, so how about we just lay down and watch a movie and we'll see how I'm doing later," he suggested.

"Oh, sure, that sounds like a good plan," I agreed, surprised.

Louis usually comes up with ridiculous plans even when he's healthy, so that was surprisingly reasonable.

He grabbed my hand in his sweaty one and pulled me over to the couch, grabbing the remote as he sat down, patting the seat next to him.

He clicked on the t.v. as I sat down, spreading my legs out to the length of the couch and laying sort of on my side, propping myself up on one arm.

After clicking tough the channels, Louis settled on the last two hours of Titanic, which was showing on ABC family.

He set the remote down and mimicked my position, leaning back against me and laying his head down on the arm of the couch.

"Here boo," I said, handing him a pillow.

He slid it under his head, then scooted back so he was resting up against my shoulder. I leaned my head down to lay on his.

We lay like that for a while, watching the movie, until he started to squirm around and whine uncomfortably.

"You alright love?" I asked quietly. He shook his head.

I sat up a bit and leaned over to look at him. There were tears running down his pale face. He sniffed.

"Oh hun, what's wrong?" I asked, reaching down to ruffle his hair gently. He just shook his head and nuzzled back against me, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

"My tummy hurts," he whimpered.

"Roll over Lou and I'll rub it for you," I suggested.

He rolled over onto his side and scooted foreword, so I could slide down behind him, being the big spoon for once.

Then I slithered my hand over his body and let it rest on his queasy tummy for a second before I started rubbing in gentle circles, applying more and more pressure.

Finally, his labored breathing evened out, as the poor thing fell asleep. I could tell he had been in a lot of pain.

He needs to go to the doctor. Louis is right though. Not only don't I want to risk him getting sick, but theirs no way I could carry him out to the car.

Then I had an idea...

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"Thank you so much for taking him to the doctor for me Harry," I said.

"No problem. Louis can be a stubborn pain in the ass sometimes," he laughed.

I smiled. Yes, that he is.

"I know," I agreed.

"Okay, well we will get going I guess. I'll call you when we get there and Lou finds out you tricked him," he snickered.

"Alright haz, you so that," I smirked as Harry got in and drove off.

Hell yes! I feel pretty damn sneaky right now. Hehehe.

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That turned out way better than I was expecting wow