Chapter Seventeen

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I looked up at Zayn as he grabbed the thermometer from my mouth. "It's 101°F." He said to me. I pouted and coughed. Jack cuddled with his head in the crook of my neck. "I'm going to call your physical therapist and say that you won't be coming." He said before walking away. I grabbed my phone and went to my messages.

to: Harry😊
I'm not going to therapy today😢

from: Harry😊
Are you ok?

to: Harry😊
Someone gave me a cold

I locked my phone when Zayn came back with a glass of water and some medicine. I quickly took it and finished the glass of water. "I'll be downstairs ok?" He said and I nodded as he walked away.

I woke up to someone talking to Zayn. "He's in his room." Zayn answered. I heard footsteps come towards my room and the door slowly open. I smiled when Harry peeked his head in. "Hey Lou,"

"Hey," I replied as he walked in. He was holding a gift bag and a bouquet of balloons. I gushed when he put the bag in front of me. "What's this?" I looked at him. He shrugged. "A just because gift," I began to take the contents out of the bag. There was a card, a toy for Jack, and a movie. "Thanks Harry," I smiled at him.

He kissed my temple. "I feel better already." I looked at him. He chuckled and brushed my fringe from my eyes. I opened the toy for Jack and handed it to him. He started playing and rolled over on his back. "Like it bud?" Harry chuckled and rubbed his stomach. Jack panted happily.

Harry stayed the entire night and I felt so much better. "Can you help me take a shower?" I asked him, blushing. He nodded and picked me up, taking me to the bathroom. He took off my clothes and put them in my hamper. He put me on my shower chair and helped me.

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