Harry Styles Imagines

He's sick

It was a normal Saturday morning I decided to wake up and take a shower, careful not to wake Harry. He had an off today so I thought he could rest and take his sleep.

When I came back from the shower I looked at Harry who was still asleep, poor boy the album is a pretty hard job to finish for him. I went downstairs to prepare breakfast for us. After I was done I came back to our room hoping he would be awake but I was wrong, he was still fast asleep. It worried me, Harry would never sleep this late even if he was tired.

I went close to the bed to wake him up, as soon as I touched his forehead he was burning hot!

"Harry sweety wake up" I called. He just stirred in his sleep. I decided to bring him some medicines but he grabbed my wrist.

"Baby please don't leave me I don't feel too good" he said in his raspy  tone.

"Hey, everything would be good just let me grab you some medicines then we can have some breakfast and soon enough you'll feel a lot better OK! Just stay here I'll be back with the medicine." I gave him a kiss on his forehead and found the medicine he needed.

I quickly filled a glass of water and placed our breakfast on a tray carrying to our room. I helped him up made sure he took the medicine despite all his whining of how it tasted very bad and then I practically fed him like a baby too cause he was too weak to even move his hand.

After breakfast we decided to just lay in bed and cuddle so that Harry could get proper rest. "Thanks for taking such good care of me y/n I love you very much" Harry said breaking the comfortable silence.

"Aww babe you don't have to thank me for this besides, I just love taking care of you!" I bent forward to kiss him but he turned his head away causing me to kiss his cheeks instead.

"No babe! I don't want you to catch the flu too you'll have to go without my kisses today." He exclaimed. All I could do was chuckle at how protective Harry always has been. I gave him a small kiss on his cheeks after which we both fall asleep.