Harry Styles Sickfics

Headache

Harry's POV:

Marvellous!

I went to bed last night with a fairly mild headache.

It's now 3am and I'm wide awake cos it's worse and i feel like shit.

Louis is snoring away beside me, cuddled up in our duvet. Oblivious to my state. I didn't tell him about it, so he went to sleep without a care.

I'm debating whether i should wake him up or not. I turn over to face him, and i feel like theres water swirling around my head, making me nauseous.

I have a pounding in the front of my head, and spots before my eyes. I roll onto my back again, hoping it would ease, but it didn't.

I try to sit up and swing my legs out of the bed. I manage to do it, but everything is spinning.

I don't think I've ever had such a bad headache like this before.

I need to get some painkillers, quickly. I feel like my head is gonna explode any minute.

I go to stand up, my legs feel like jelly. I manage to stand, but dizziness makes me bend over, trying to stop the room spinning.

The bathroom door is so close, but i don't think i can get there.

I should just wake Louis up!

I take a step, when i feel so bad, that i just collapse shouting for Louis as i fell, with a big thump.

Louis' POV:

What the hell was that! "Harry! Harry! Where are you?" I call noticing he's not laying next to me. I hear groaning, and jump out of bed, running round to the other side.

Harry is laying on the floor!

"Harry! What happened love? Talk to me" i shake him and he groans.

"Can you get up baby? It's cold down there."

He didn't answer me, just groaned, holding his head, he must've hit his head.

I can't leave him down there, so i bent down carefully, and picked him up and placing him gently on our bed.

I sit down next to him and study his face. He looks extremely pale, he's sweating and shivering. Maybe he's coming down with something.

"Lou" Harry whispers. "Yes love?" I reply moving his curls from his forehead, he's frowning and has tears in his eyes.

" my head...hurts...so much! "

"Oh baby! I'll get you some painkillers. Be right back." I went to get up but he grabbed my wrist.

" I feel sick Lou! " he cried. I rushed off and returned quickly with a bucket, just in time as he bent forward and threw up.

"That's it love! Bring it up. It'll make you feel better." I said gently as he continued to be sick.

Once he's finished. I take the bucket and empty it, returning with some pills, water and a cold flannel.

"Here, take these." I hand him the pills and water, he takes them and swallows.

"how long have you felt ill for?" i asked as I cooled Harry down with the flannel.

"Since about 10 last night." He replied.

" Harry! Why didn't you tell me? " i said.

"I guess I'm just an idiot. Sorry!" He said, looking down at his hands.

"Hey, you're not an idiot, you're just a bit silly!" I laughed, pulling him into a hug.

I walked around to my side of the bed and got it, tucking us both under the covers.

We cuddled up, Harry felt cooler now and had stopped shivering.

"Are you feeling better now love?" I asked as i got closer, running my fingers through his curls.

"A bit. Still hurts. Hope those pills work soon. Sorry for waking you up. "

"Please stop apologising. Just try to get back to sleep, and if you need me, just wake me up!"

" Ok"

"Promise?"

" Promise! "

"Goodnight Harry."

" Goodnight Lou."