Harry crawled into bed, placing himself behind me as the big spoon, "how are you feeling baby?""Still sick" I groan causing his grip to gently tighten around me.
I had woken up with a nausea like none I'd ever had before. Just the thought of getting out of bed made my stomach churn.
Harry had been sweet enough to take the morning off to care for me. He brought me cold drinks and gave me, as he called it, "unlimited cuddling".
"Harry do you think I could be-"
A pounding at the door stopped me mid sentence.
"Perrie's back", Louis' voice shouted.
I sighed.
"Come on love I have a surprise that might cheer you up", he urged getting out of bed.
"Noooooooo I don't want to get up", I whine.
"Trust me", he held out his hand to me.
I hesitantly took it, taking my time to get up so yesterday's dinner didn't come back up.
"They're in the kitchen", he said upon reaching the stairs.
"Who's in the kitchen?"
"You'll see come on".
We make our way to the kitchen all the while I'm doing my best to contain the nausea through all the moving.
As we're passing through the doorway my eyes immediately set on his.
I'm frozen in place.
"Gus?" My eyes well up in tears.
He shoots me a smile, "long time no see".
I run to him, he embraces me into his arms squeezing me tightly, "I missed you", I whisper into his ear.
"I missed you too" he whispers back.
"That's enough", Perrie huffs and Gus let's go of me.
"So I see you've met my boyfriend", she smirks.
"W-What?!" I stammer back.
"Yup, we're official", she winks wrapping her arm around him, "Since the day I saw him selling kilos like no one else, I fell in love".
"S-selling wha-"
That was it. My stomach ached and I knew I couldn't contain it any longer.
I spotted the nearest trash can and ran for it.
Someone held my hair back and rubbed my back as I threw up everything I had in my system.
I look up and see Harry, Gus, and Zayn surrounding me with concerned looks. Zayn holds out a napkin.
"I'm fine", I groan wiping my mouth, "I'm just sick"
"What a drama queen", Perrie mumbles crossing her arms.
"Harry, I need to get back to bed, and if you don't mind I want to speak to Gus alone".
"I mind!" Perrie butts in.
"Shut up Perrie", Harry growls, "that's fine love, let's get you back to our room".
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After getting back upstairs and brushing my teeth I felt much better. The nausea was mostly gone and the thousand dollar bed Harry and I shared was the perfect remedy to any sickness.
There was a slight knock on the door before Gus' face came into view.
"Hey", he said closing it behind him.