Precious (Harry Styles)

SEVENTY SEVEN

It was now August,hot, sunny, just perfect.

Gemma had graduated from university and was now a proper special needs nurse. She was Harry's new carer, which gave Louis the opportunity to go back to work in the record shop.

He had missed his job so much, music being his favourite thing.

"Morning love." Louis said, as Gemma came in the front door one Monday morning.

"Hi Dad. You ok?"

"Yes. Good thanks. Harry's still in bed. Think he wants a lazy day."

"Oh. He's ok though?"

"Said he was. Just keep an eye on him. I've said goodbye already, so I'll be off now. Love you." He kissed her goodbye and left.

Gemma took her jacket off and put her bag on the kitchen table. She put the kettle on and went upstairs. She knocked on Harry's bedroom door and went in.

He was laying on his bed, eyes closed and frowning.

"Morning Harry.  How are you?" Gemma asked as she sat on the bed next to him.

Harry groaned. "Gem Gem."

"You ok love?" She moved his duvet down so she could get a better look at him.

He looked pale and tired.

"Head hurts Gem."

"Oh no. That's not good. You want some paracetamol?" Harry nodded slowly.

"Be right back." She went to the bathroom and took some pills from the cabinet and filled a cup with water, going back to Harry.

"Sit up and take these. Hopefully they'll work quickly." She said as she helped him sit up against his headboard.

He took the pills and washed them down with the water.

"Thank you."

Gemma smiled. "You coming downstairs? We can watch cartoons."

"Ok." He replied, quietly.

Gemma attached his legs and helped him out of the bed. He used the toilet and brushed his teeth, then they went down to the living room.

They sat watching Tom and Jerry for a while. Usually, Harry would giggle all the way through, but not today. Gemma was worried.

"Feeling any better Harry?" She asked. He shook his head and cuddled up to her.

"You don't feel sick or anything do you?"

"No. Just my head hurts."

"Poor love. Try and get some sleep, it might help."

Harry nodded and closed his eyes. He was soon asleep.

Gemma took the opportunity to call Louis to let him know, then got on with some housework to help Louis out.

*****

Harry slept a lot that day.

"A headache? Nothing else?" He asked Gemma as she explained how Harry said he was feeling.

"That's what he said. He's slept a lot though. See what he's like when he wakes up. I took his temperature, it was normal."

"Thanks love. I'll get dinner on and wake him up. Do you want to stay for some?"

"No thanks. Ro is taking me out tonight for a curry."

"Ooh very nice. Hope you enjoy it."

"I'm sure we will. Say goodbye to Harry for me. See you in the morning. But let me know how he is later?"

"Course love. Goodnight." Louis showed her out, and she drove home.

Louis cooked dinner, while keeping a check to see if Harry was awake.

He had to wake him up though once dinner was ready.

"Harry...dinner is ready. You want some?" He gently shook Harry's arm.

He groaned and opened his eyes.

"Daddy?"

"Yes love. I'm home. Gemma said goodbye and see you tomorrow. How is your headache?" He asked running his hand through Harry's curly hair.

"Better now. I'm hungry.  What's for dinner?" He yawned.

Louis was happy knowing that Harry felt  better now.

"That's good. It's spaghetti bolognese.  Is that ok?"

Harry smiled. "Yummy. Yes please." Louis helped him up into the kitchen and they ate their food, making small talk.

*****

Things were fine for a few days until Friday.

Harry woke with another headache.

"Stay wiv me Daddy." Harry groaned, as Louis tried to say goodbye.

"I can't love. There's nobody else that can work today. Gemma will be here soon."

"B-but I want you Daddy!" He sniffelled.

He heard Gemma come in the front door.

"Helloooo!" She called out. "You upstairs Dad?"

"Yeah. Be right down." He called back.

"Please. I need to go or I'll be late. I'll being you back a chocolate muffin from Gregg's later."

Harry smiled through his tears. "O-okay."

"Good boy. I'll call you at lunch to see how you are. Shall I help you downstairs?"

"No. I need a wee first."

Louis fixed his prosthetics and helped him into the bathroom.

"I'll do it from here." He said. Louis kissed him goodbye and went downstairs.

"Everything ok?" She asked, seeing Louis' anxious face.

"Another headache. He's had some paracetamol. He's a bit whiny too."

"I'll cheer him up. What's he doing?"

"Using the loo. He'll be down in a min. I need to go. Thanks love. See you tonight."

Louis left just as Harry came down.

They hugged and sat on the sofa.

"So. I hear you have another headache. Is it bad?"

Harry shook his head. "Not as bad as before. I'm tired though Gem Gem."

Gemma was worried that he kept getting headaches and feeling tired.

"Maybe you should see the doctor?" She asked. Harry shook his head. He had enough of doctors.

"I'll see what Dad thinks." She added' as Harry curled up next to her' slowly drifting off to sleep.

Writers block again. I hate that.

Any thoughts?

All the love 💖💖💖