Larry Stylinson: Harry sickfics

Larry one-shot.

Adelaide - 15

Krystal - 13

Tiger - 4

Stori - 4

Louis P.O.V

I knew leaving Harry with the children that night was a bad idea. I made him call in to the studio this morning as he had a high fever and his stomach was dodgy, but unfortunately  I had to go to the X-Factor contestant house and do some shitty team building.

I walk into the family room, where three of my gorgous children were sat watching Toy Story 3. I motioned for Kyrstall, one of my oldest daughters to come over, she got my message and came an sat on the stair near where i was stood. "Love, can you keep an eye on your father, he hasn't been feeling well, he's up in bed but i just want you to keep an eye on him" She nodded her head "yeah dad, i'll keep the twins down here and let papa sleep" I kissed her forehead and walked back upstairs to tell harry i was leaving,

Harry P.O.V

"Papa...papa you sleepin'?" i was awoken to one of my twins Stori. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand and sat up in bed. "yeah, baby i was sleeping, didn't daddy tell you i wasn't feeling well" She looked at me before snuggling into my chest, letting a little yawn in the process. "Stori, love do you 'anna cuddle". 

As soon as i led down with my daughter on my chest, the bedroom down opened to show Addy. "Dad, could Brooklyn come over?". I really didn't want to fight with her, i was too tired. "yeah love, just be quiet. I'm proper felling like shit, so if your gonna play music don't have it to loud" i cuddled back into my blankets and fell into a peaceful slumber.

Addy P.O.V

I walked into my parents bedroom to find papa and Stori cuddled up on the bed. The reason i went in there was to tell him and dad that i'm pregnant. I know they  are going to be so disappointed in me, who wants to be grandparents when your 24 and 26. I'm adopted. Anyway i wanted to tell him, but when i looked at his face i could tell that he were sick. I asked him if Brooklyn my boyfriend and the father of my child could come over and he told me i could but i had to be quiet. 

I unlock my phone and found Brooklyn's name in my contacts. He would be over in 10 minutes, I go to my walk-in wardrobe and find the sexiest outfit i can find. Straighten my hair and put some lipstick on and sit on the bed. About 5 minutes later my younger sister Krystal walks into my room with Brooklyn behind. "Thanks asshole" i mutter as she leaves the room. She turns her head with an offened look on her face. "I'm gonna tell papa on you" I quickly shout at her to come back "Krys he's sleeping, he told me earlier he was sick and plus didn't dad tell you to keep the twins in the family room" We continue bickering until a tall figure stood in the hallway.

Krystal P.O.V

"I heard shouting from my bedroom, which is all the way across the fucking house. Krystal your dad told you before he left that i was feeling sick and Adelaide you came into my room earlier while i was asleep." I jumped up to see papa stood. He looked fuming, he put Stori on the ground and whispered something and then she left. "umm dad, i didn't do anything wrong, i just came in here with Brooklyn so he didn't get lost, then she called me an asshole" i blushed when i realised what i had just said, and began to cry. Normally if we were fighting dad would shout then papa would come and talk to us. "Right. Krystal Devon Tomlinson get your ass outside the door now, and i will talk to you later young lady. Adelaide  Bree Tomlinson, hand over your phone now, and i will talk to your father about your attitude and get out of that disgusting outfit." I walked out the room and sat on the floor waiting for papa. Tears were running down my face. I placed my head and my hands. A couple minutes later i hear someone sit next to me, i open my eyes to see my baby brother Tiger. I tell him to go and play with Stori in the playroom as i'm sure he wouldn't want to hear papa shout.

Harry P.O.V

"Adelaide your fifteen years old for fuck sake what makes you think you can talk to people lie that" I was beyond disappointed in my children. She looked at Brooklyn then me, then her lap. "Are you going to tell me why your being a diva?" As soon as the sentence left my mouth, i felt the need to puke. My head was spinning, my stomach churning and i defiantly had a fever. When i didn't get an immediate answer i told her i would be back soon and let her think about her behaviour. I walked out the room and said the exact same to Krystal before making a beeline to the bathroom.

I dropped straight to my knees and began to throw up everything in my stomach. After about 10 minutes i felt a hand on my back, turning my head i see it's my son Tiger. I lift him onto my lap and cuddled him. "Tiger bug, can you get papa's phone, it's on the bedside table on charge" He jumps out of my lap and out into the hallway. I lean back over the toilet as more of yesterday's dinner came up. When Tiger came back he handed me the small device. "Love go play in your toy room papa will play with you soon. 

I unlock the iPhone, onto my contacts scanning for my husband, once i found it i rang him. He picked up on the second ring.

L- Harry darling are you ok

H- No, Lou i need you home. I've been throwing up constantly for the last 20 minutes. Adelaide and Krystal have been a pain in the ass. I just wanna cuddle and sleep.

I was desperately trying to keep my stomach contents in my stomach, but i soon started throwing up again

L- ssshhhh.... it's ok baby, i'm going to talk to the team and see if they will schedule, then when we get home, i'll get you into bed, the twins watching a film, and i'll talk to the other two.

Louis P.O,V

I was in the middle of getting to know the team. We were all sat in a circle and went round telling other's facts about each other. At the moment we were on family.

"I have lived by myself for 9 years, i was 15" Dalton said, i felt sorry for the lad honestly. It was my turn next. "Everyone knows i have about a billion siblings. You've all met Harry my husband, i have 4 children, 2 adopted and 2 that are actually our children. That's it" Anthony one of the guys I've worked with closely for the last month had a question "Louis what are your children called?" Sometimes i hate it when people ask what my children are called but i answer anyway. "Adelaide who is 15, before we adopted her she was called Ella. Krystal who is 12, again is adopted was named Daisy but we changed her name cause it would be weird to have a child named the same as my sister. And my twin babies are 4. They are biologically both me and Harry's are called Tiger and Stori." After a couple more people my phone rang, i excused my self and walked into the house.

It was Harry. The poor love sounded awful and was even throwing up. I told him i would re-schedule, seeing the oldest two were being buggers and he was feeling sick. I walk back out to the front garden were everyone is sat. "Sorry, but i'm gonna have to cut this short, there's a few problems at home. " We all said our goodbyes. I walked towards my Mercedes and drove back home.

Once i reached our large mansion, i locked the car, leaving my stuff in there and ran up to the door and straight up to the fourth floor where all our bedrooms are to see the bathroom light on. I walked into the bathroom to see Harry asleep on the floor with sick all over himself. I gently picked him up and took him into our bedroom where i stripped his clothes off leaving him in his boxers and placed one of my shirt's over his head. I tucked the sick boy into bed, kissing his fever hot forehead and walked out the door to have a go at my children.

I see Krystal sat on the floor crying, so i pull her up and walk towards Addy's room. "Adelaide " i shout as i open the door. I look over to her bed and stand there shocked. Music was blasting out the speakers we gave her, she was using them as a cover-up. Led on the bed was her and Brooklyn making out and having sex. I kick Krystal out and walk over to her bed and clear my throat. They both look at each other then me, before Brooklyn hides under the cover. "ADELAIDE BREE TOMLINSON, WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO DOING. DON'T YOU DARE BULLSHIT ME" "Mr. Tomlinson... i can explain" I shut the 16 year old boy up "Give me one good reason to why i see you fucking my daughter, this will be our secret, or i will tell your parents" He looks at her and whispers something into her ear. "Dad, please don't kick me out but i'm pregnant, i wanted to tell you and papa, " 

I stood up and walked out leaving Brooklyn to hold Addy while she cried. I step into Harry and I's room to see him awake. "Baby, put some sweats on, we need to have a chat with Addy." I hand the younger man so sweats and we walk hand in hand down to Addy's room. "Get out of my house now" i shout at Brooklyn, "I'll speak to your mother later" he nods and runs out the room.