Harry Styles Sickfics

Dreaded sick bug

Harry had been asleep, when he was woken up by a terrible cramping in his stomach. He groaned and rubbed his tummy, hoping that might help, but to no avail. He turned on his side to face his boyfriend, Louis, who was snoring loudly. Not wanting to wake him, he slowly got out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom.

Opening the door, switching the light on, squinting from the sudden brightness, he went to the sink. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he sighed, he looked rough.

His stomach cramped again, and he felt a sudden urgh to be sick. Turning quickly, he lifted the toilet seat and knelt down in front of it, just as his stomach pushed out a stream of vomit.

The loud wretching woke Louis from his slumber. Seeing Harry wasn't next to him, his rose and went to the bathroom to find his younger lover with his head in the toilet.

"Oh no baby....why didn't you wake me up?" Louis knelt behind him, rubbing soothing circles on his back. Harry threw up again, the poor boy couldn't stop being sick. After 10 minutes of emptying the entire days intake of food, he groaned, wiping his mouth on his hand and leaned back into Louis' comforting arms.

"Oh love...do you feel better now?" Feeling the heat radiating off of Harry, grabbing a tissue so he can wipe the beads of sweat dripping off his forehead. Harry just grunted, he was so tired.

"Let's get you in bed love!" Louis said as he helped Harry up off the cod floor. He stumbled a bit, but managed to make it back to bed. Louis tucked him in and retreated back to the bathroom, returning with a bucket in one hand and a cold flannel and some tablets in the other.

"Here, take a couple of these, hopefully they'll settle your tummy. I got a bucket....just in case!" Louis stated. He handed the pills to Harry who took them with a glass of water, and placed the bucket on the floor next to him.

He got back into bed, making sure Harry was settled, and eventually fell asleep again.

Less than an hour later Harry shouted at Louis. "Louis....Louis....i think I'm gonna be sick!" He was crying . He hates being sick.

Louis shot out of bed and ran around to get the bucket, putting it under Harry's chin just in time to catch another stream of vomit. "It's ok love, bring it all up, you'll feel better" Louis reassured. He gagged again bringing up more. Louis wondered how he could throw up so much. The smell was making him feel sick too, but he bit his tongue to stop the feeling.

Harry was now just bringing up bile. It wasn't nice and is stomach felt like he was being cut in two. He finally finished. Louis wiped his forehead and mouth with a tissue. "All done sweetheart?" He asked gently.

"I bloody hope so" he replied. As louis gave him a quick hug, before leaving to clean out the bucket. When he came back, he handed Harry some water. "Just a few sips, love" he told him. Harry took the water doing what Louis had said. Louis wiped his face with a cold flannel and laid him back down.

"Sorry for being a pain, Lou!" Harry said wiping tears from his eyes. " Hey! None of that mister! I know you'd do the same for me....i hope! " Louis laughed. Harry smiled. "Yeah...but please don't be ill". "I'll try, no kissing til you're better though!" Louis joked.

" Fine! " Harry huffed as he closed his eyes.

4.32am Harry was groaning, again! He stomach was cramping so bad, he was crying. Louis was trying to comfort him, bucket on his lap, ready for round three. He rubbed circles in Harry's back, trying to calm him down. He really does hate being sick, he was stressing himself out.

"Come on love, try to take some slow deep breaths" Louis said quietly, but Harry was sobbing, clutching his stomach. "Lou...it hurts so much!" " i know, love! " Louis sympathized.

Suddenly Harry yelled and jumped out of the bed...

"Harry! What's wrong?" Louis fretted as he jumped up after him. Harry had run, as fast as he could with stomach cramps, to the bathroom, slamming the door. He yanked his pj bottoms down and threw himself on the toilet, as his stomach cramped, his bowels opened, emptying themselves with an awful noise and smell. Harry cried.

Louis burst in the door, looking shocked at seeing Harry. "Oh fuck love! He turned away momentarily not knowing what to do. " Lou...can you...go....please" Harry whimpered as his bowels continued their terrible assault on him.

"But H...i shouldn't leave you..." " please Lou! " Harry begged.

Louis turned and walked out, but stayed just outside.

Harry's stomach was empty. Thank god! He carefully lifted himself off the toilet and cleaned himself. He was very very sore and felt very embarrassed. "Lou!" He called. Louis appeared at the door, taking Harry in his arms and hugging him as he lead him back to the bed.

After a quick drink of water, Harry settled back down. Louis made sure he was comfortable and kissed his hot forehead.

They both prayed that it was over. They were both exhausted. They said goodnight and went to sleep.

9am and Louis woke up. Turning to face his lover, seeing he was in a deep sleep and had been for a good 4 hours, he smiled. He was sure it was over now. Harry still looked very pale, and he let out a small groan now and then, but other that, he was peaceful.

Harry opened his eyes slowly, seeing Louis smiling at him, a lovely sight to see as you wake. "Morning love, how are you feeling?"

" Like I've been run over but 10 trucks" his voice was raspy from vomiting so much.

"Poor baby" he pulled Harry closer and they shared a long cuddle. Harry loved cuddles when he was ill. "Do you think it's over now?" Louis asked.

"I think so". He replied, hugging Louis tighter. "Good....we need to get back to kissing soon" Louis joked, rubbing Harry's back. They both laughed.

Harry wasn't sick after that. Hallelujah!

They were soon back to sucking each others tongues and other parts. I'll leave that to your imaginations! *wink wink*

Hope this fic was ok. xx