Harry Holland imagines

Sickness

You were curled up in bed as you were ill and you heard a ping on your phone. As you rolled over and grabbed your phone
❤️-Harry
💙- Y/n
❤️: hey babe, how are you
💙: no good. Sick again
❤️: I'll come over
💙: I don't want you to get sick
❤️: it's fine see you in 10
~time skip~
You heard you bed room door open and you saw Harry standing there with his hood up and his glasses on. "Hey babe" he said softly. Walking up to your bed side
"Hi Harry" you replied as you buried your head into the pillow. He crawled into bed next to you and cradled you in his arms, you pushed your head under his chin as he stroked your hair
"Your going to be so sick" you said as you were nearly asleep
"I don't care" he said as he kisses your hair "you need to have a shower" he laughed
"So do you" you said pulling his hood down and started playing with his hair. You later fell asleep in his arms with your hand around his neck