Harry and Louis were still energetic and young, Harry was 18 and Louis was 20, and Niall was 19 and he was more energetic than Harry and Louis!
Harry and Louis called Niall to come and walk through a river with them, Niall agreed to do so.
Niall, Harry and Louis drove to the riverside (skrrt skrrt) and jumped into the river. Louis walked on the stepping stones in the water, so did Niall. Harry excitedly jumped up and down over and over again. He soon got tired, so he sat in the shallow river.
Harry soon felt really painful stabs and sucking movement on his skin, in a panic, he screamed "LOUIS! EITHER PHONE LIAM OR FIND A LIGHTER!"
Louis thankfully had a lighter on him, and burned the leeches off of Harry's skin.
30 minutes after the leech burning, Harry jumped out of the river, gagging and spewing all over the ground. Louis squatted beside him and rubbed circles in his back.
"shgfdghfgghdhghxjzdhjk" Harry mumbled, spewing more.
After vomiting for 10 minutes, Harry screamed and started to cry. Louis hugged him reassuring him that everything would be ok.
Louis urgently and firmly said "Niall! Do you know anything that should help or shall we phone Liam?"
"I think we should get him home, tuck him into bed, apply some antihistamine cream, get him a cup of water and a mint." Niall said, so Louis said "come on Haz, let's go." Louis did Harry's seatbelt so that it was less work for Harry. Louis drove the car, and Niall sat in the back with Harry to make sure he was ok.
"Lou! Can you either pull over or ask Niall if there's any bags?" Harry urgently said, Louis asked Niall.
Thankfully, there were bags, and Niall placed one on Harry's lap just incase.
Harry dry heaved over the bag, before gagging and spewing into it. Niall handed him a cup of water, and Harry sipped it slowly.
Niall, being Harry's best friend, brushed his hand through Harry's curly hair to make Harry feel better.
Once they were home, Louis and Niall tucked Harry into bed and got some medicine. Harry swallowed the pills and drank the water, then fell asleep.
Louis and Niall lay down in Harry's bed next to him, to make sure he was ok.
Harry woke up reaching for the trash can under his bed, then started to dry heave into it before vomit was shooting out of his mouth.
A few days later, Harry was all back to normal! :)
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Larry Stylinson fanfiction
FanfictionThis involves sickfics, playing indoors, getting stung, bitten, and laughter I do not use bad language in my stories. The only SLIGHTLY strong words I use are crap, damn, bloody and hell. Just to clarify, none of those four are actually swear/cuss...