Harry Styles Sickfics

Panic in the air part 2 ✈️

Paul had been sat a few rows back from the boys, headphones on and asleep when he was woken up.

"What's wrong?"

"Harry woke up. He panicked, then passed out. What do we do? There's no way he'll sleep til we land." Liam told Paul.

"Shit. Why didn't you wake me earlier?" Paul said.

"Sorry. It was funny at first." Niall  smiled.

"It's not bloody funny now though is it Niall!" Louis glared at him and Zayn.

Harry groaned.

"Shit Paul he's waking up. Do something!"

"Hang on!" Paul raced to his seat and pulled his bag down, he rummaged through it til he found what he was looking for.

"Out the way boys!" He said, he sat beside Harry who was coming around fast.

"LOUIS! LOUIS!" He called out as Paul got closer, with a needle in his hand.

Harry started swatting him, getting wound up.

"Harry, sit still mate, this will help." Paul said, trying desperately to roll his sleeve up.

Louis was getting upset, seeing Harry in a state. "It's ok love, please try to calm down." He stood behind Harry, who was frantically trying to grab Louis' hand.

"Louis help me!" He called out just as Paul managed to stab him with the needle, injecting him with a sedative, that should last a few hours. Within minutes, Harry was asleep.

"Well..that's a relief." Liam said.

"Well...yes and no." Paul replied.

The boys all looked at him.

"Yes and no?" Louis questioned.

"Yes. The thing is...I gave Harry a sedative that he had before. The one that made him sick the last time he had it. Do you remember!"

"Why give it to him again if you knew it made him sick?" Louis asked, a mad tone to his voice.

"I had to give him something, and that's all I had that was quick working. He maybe ok this time."

"Let's hope so." Louis huffed as he sat down beside Harry and made sure he was in a comfortable position.

They all returned to their seats. There was a nervous tension in the air.

*****

They were around an hour from London now....

"Niall...get off my arm! You're dribbling mate!" Zayn whined, trying to shove the sleepy boy off of him.

"Not now Mum, let me sleep." Niall slurred, half asleep.

Liam laughed. "Yeah, leave him alone Mum!" He poked Zayn in his other arm.

"God, I can't wait to get off this fucking plane!" Zayn sighed.

Louis was asleep, cuddled up to Harry, keeping him safe.

*****

Louis awoke to Liam shaking him. "Lou... we're about to land."

Louis yawned, moved Harry over into his own seat and put his seat belt on. Then did his own. "Thank god for that."

The plane landed and people collected their things and left. The boys were the last ones off, due to them needing extra security and Paul carrying Harry off.

They made their way to baggage claim, got their cases and left the building.

They got in their van, settling down for a thirty minute drive to a hotel.

Ten minutes in, Harry stirred.

"Lou..."

"Hey love. You ok?" Louis asked, stroking Harry's hair.

Harry suddenly jolted awake. "Let me off! I don't like it! Get me out of here now!" He yelled trying to undo his seat belt while grabbing the door handle.

"Harry love...you need to calm down. You're in the van. We're not in the plane. You're ok. Calm." Louis said, as he held Harry's shaking hands.

Harry looked around, realising Louis was telling the truth.

He relaxed slightly, but looked rather green in the face.

"Shit! Pass me a sick bag quick!" Louis panicked, moving to face Harry, who was now gagging.

Liam quickly passed a bag, Louis opened it and put it in front of Harry, just in time for him to throw up into it.

"Damn. He shouldn't have had that jab Paul!" Louis said as he rubbed Harry's back.

"It was this or him going nuts for hours on the plane Louis. It won't last long." Paul replied.

"Lou..." Harry groaned, before he was sick again.

"I know love. You'll feel better soon." He whispered.

Harry had filled up the bag, Louis took it from him, doing it up and placing it into a plastic bag. "You need another one?" Louis asked.

Harry shook his head. "I'm sorry Lou." He said, sadly, a few tears falling down his flushed cheeks.

"It's ok love, it's not your fault." Harry rested his head on Louis' shoulder, feeling better, but very tired.

*****

The van finally reached the hotel and they all got out. Louis held Harry's hand and helped him inside, and up to their room.

They all said goodnight and went to their rooms.

"You want to go to bed, love? Or how about a bath?"

Harry plopped himself down on the bed. "Bath please. I feel so disgusting."

"Ok. I'll go run you one, lots of bubbles." Louis said, as he turned to the bathroom and started running a lovely bath. He lit some candles, that he bought in New York, and put some lavender bubble bath in.

He walked back to the bedroom to find Harry with his head in his hands, crying.

"Harry love ... What's wrong?" Louis was concerned.

Harry was shaking with his sobs. "I feel so stupid. Why do I get like that on planes? I bet you all think I'm a dickhead?!"

"No Harry! No! We don't think anything of the sort! We all love you. We know you can't help it. Please don't ever think bad things about yourself." Louis pulled him into a hug.

They sat there for a while, Louis calming Harry down til he stopped crying.

"You alright love? Ok for that bath now?" Louis asked.

Harry looked at him, Louis wiped his tears away and smiled.

"Yeah, but only if you join me?" Harry replied with a grin.

There you go! A two part sick fic. Didn't see that coming.

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