Larry Stylinson: Harry sickfics

Appendicitis

Louis P.O.V

We were all in the bus, heading towards the next venue. I noticed that Harry wasn't with the rest of us. He was curled up in our bed sleeping. Don't get me wrong but Harry loves to sleep but never before a show. Something was wrong.

I sat up from my seat and tip-toed over to our bunk and pulled back the curtain to reveal and sickly pale and sweaty Harry. He was sick.

I re-closed the curtain and decided to leave him sleeping hoping it was either carsickness or exhaustion.

Harry P.O.V

I woke up feeling hot. I pushed the covers off and swung my legs over the bed in search of a drink. I got up slowly and trudged towards the kitchen to grab a cool bottle of water. As soon as I picked it up i felt a familiar and rest on my back.

"Feeling any better baby?" Louis asked. I quickly reply with muffled words. "Mytomachhurtsou" "Take a deep breath and tell me slower love" I took a deep breath like Louis said and placed a hand on my stomach which was soon replaced by his own. The pressure building slowly. "My stomach hurts Lou" I said shakily sinking further into my husbands arms. "I knew something was wrong when I checked on you earlier"

"I'm going to lay on the couch" I said as I slowly walked over to the other three. I laid down on the couch resting my head on Louis' thighs, letting him play with my curls. My stomach let out a few gurgles, which led to a gag. I felt all my food that I had eaten rush into my throat. I quickly sat up and ran towards the bathroom. I fell straight to my ness and flipped the lid up just in time for everything I had eaten in the last 24 hours came splashing up into the bowl.

"LOUISSSSS" i shouted,I really needed my husband. Louis come running into the cramped room and sat behind me with either leg beside. "Oh, H baby, let's get you back on the sofa for a cuddle" his voice was soothing, and started to make me fall asleep.

Louis P.O.V

After Harry had finished vomiting. I asked Liam if he could go and find a sick bowl, water and a blanket. I didn't want all the boys to fuss over Harry. He needed space, as his eyes were already drooping. I let him fall asleep sat against me on the bathroom floor, knowing he was exhausted from being so sick. I gently picked him up bridal style and placed him on the couch with the bowl by his head. Normally Zayn gets carsick but hopefully that is all Harry has.

I was at the back of the bus with Niall helping him clean up all the mess in the bunk area when I heard Harry cry. I knew what was happening so I sprinted off to the couch as he started to gag into the bowl I left by his head. I ran my hand through his sweaty curls and placed the palm of my hand onto his forehead which was burning hot.

Harry P.O.V

I let out another wave of sick and all the food that I had left in my stomach was now in the bowl. I started sobbing. "It hurts" I sobbed wanting nothing more than to feel better now. Louis placed a kiss on my head and stroked my back when I started heaving again. By this point I was sure I had been throwing up for almost an hour.

Louis P.O.V

"My poor baby. I've never seen him so sick" I whispered to Liam, who was sitting next to me. It's hard enough seeing one of your best mates sick but Harry is my husband. I thought it was just car sickness. I soon felt the bus stop and Paul walking on. Once he saw me with a puking Harry sat on my lap, his expression changed into worry. "What happened?" Liam replied for seeing as Harry had another huge wave of nausea. "Harry here has been throwing up constantly for an hour and seems to have a high fever" I nodded so that Paul knew that was wrong for Hazza. "Let's get him into the hotel and rested Louis."

I gently lifted Harry into my arms, knowing he wasn't strong enough to walk. He placed his head in the crook of my head as we entered the hotel. Once we got into our room, he jumped out of my arms and straight into the bathroom. I followed him in there and he was hunched over the toilet throwing up bile. A rubbed his back until he was finished and he let out a loud scream. I panicked slightly worried about how badly he was actually feeling. "What hurts baby?" He mumbled something about being his stomach hurting, and wanted to lay down in bed. "Sweetheart, I'm gonna go and get Paul. Your really sick baby" I told him before rushing out the room.

Harry P.O.V

I felt so sick. Louis came rushing back into the room with Paul straight behind him. "Right, Harry I'm going to take your temperature" I just nodded. He stuck the thermometer into my mouth and waited for the numbers to show. *BEEP* "103.2" Louis read quietly sensing i had a headache. I went to speak but another cramp shot with my side. I screamed out in my pain and grabbed Louis' hand. "What's wrong with him Paul. It's breaking my heart to see him like this" i heard Louis whisper into Pauls ear. "Harry, mate i think you have appendicitis" Paul send sympathetically. Louis came and sat on the bed and pulled me into his chest. "I love you" I smiled and let him help me up. After Liam, Niall and Zayn all got their shoes on, we all entered the bus and headed for the hospital, when I had my appendix removed.