everything // LarryStylinson

22. Harry

"I just got a notification that the groceries will be here in about an hour," Liam announces.

"Cool, I'm gonna have a shower," I state, getting up from my seat and heading upstairs.

—— Niall's POV

"Did Haz seem weird just now?" Louis whispers to Liam and I after a moment.

"Maybe, isn't he baked though?" Liam answered, picking up the remote and flipping through channels.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go make sure he's alright. Niall, did he write anything sus in his book?" Louis asks me.

"I mean, it was all about you basically. Nothing alarming though. Maybe he doesn't feel well from almost dying twice in one week," I try to rationalize.

"Thanks, I'll be back," Louis smiles at me and heads upstairs.

"You think something's up?" Liam asks me.

"No, he did seem a little weird though," I respond.

—— Harry's POV

When I get up to our room, I lie myself flat with my back to the floor. My hands are long at my sides and I close my eyes.

Every breath hurts, the searing pain in my lower back is just too fucking much for me right now. I don't want to tell anyone about it. I can't take anything for it, and there is no way I'm having surgery. If I do, I'll be prescribed medicine and become addicted like the rest of my fucked up family (not my mum).

I nearly jump out of my skin when I feel fingers run through my hair.

"Haz? Baby?" Louis questioned in a soft voice, causing me to open my eyes.

"Hi love," I whisper, looking up at him.

"Honey what are you doing on the floor? Did you fall? Are you hurt?" Louis rushes out, bringing both hands to either side of my face.

"No, just stretching baby," I lie, I can tell by the look on his face that he can see right through it.

"I really think you should go see a doctor my love," He says gently, stroking my face.

"You know I can't Lou..." I start to argue but he cuts me off.

"I know what you're saying Haz, I get it. This isn't going to ever get better on it's own, you need to get it checked out babe, I hate seeing you like this. Did you take your naproxen?" He asks me, concern laces his tone.

"No, I must've forgot. I'm okay Lou really, it just hurts bad today because of all the traveling, I'm good. I'm going to have a shower now, I love you," I reassure him that I'm fine, peel myself off of the ground and head for the shower.

When I get out, Louis isn't in here anymore. He left my naproxen pill and a glass of water on the bedside table, and I go ahead and take it. I throw on a pair of black sweatpants, black socks and a blue hooded sweatshirt before headed downstairs.

"Bubby you look so snuggly!" Niall teases me, rubbing his hand on my shoulder.

"I am, I'm fucking freezing for some reason, Lou come hug me," I say, holding my arms open for Louis to come into.

He buries is face into my neck, leaving small, sweet kisses, I squeeze him in my arms, then let him go after a minute. 

"The groceries got here early, are you sure you guys don't want to just do takeout tonight?" Liam asks the group.

"I just had to take medicine for my back and it makes me not hungry, but I'm happy to cook for you guys," I answer truthfully. The medicine makes my stomach hurt, and they also make me irritable. It's only an anti inflammatory and it makes me bitchy, I can't imagine how painkillers would make me feel.

"You sure your alright Harry?" Liam asks in a concerned tone.

"Absolutely, the meds just make my stomach hurt. That's why I never take them," I respond, leaning on the counter, looking at each mate. They all stare at me with genuine concern.

"You guys have to stop treating me like a child, I'm telling you I'm alright..." I say, standing up and walking away. I don't like when they worry about me like this. I'm literally fine.

"H come back! You are our baby, we're sorry." Niall coaxes me back into the kitchen.

"I'm just going to order a couple of pizzas and salads" Liam dials a number and leaves the room.

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out to see my mum's name on the screen. I walk out on to the beach and take her call.

—Niall's POV

"You figure out what's his problem?" I ask Louis, who looks like he has something on his mind.

"His back is really hurting him. I went up there and he was just laid out on the floor." He answers solemnly, looking out at Harry.

"Poor guy," I answer, watching Harry talk into his phone.

"Yeah, I'm also a bit worried because I haven't seen him eat anything today," Louis whispers to me.

"Oh really? He should have something or his stomach will probably hurt worse," I state, looking back at Louis.

"I know, I don't want him to get mad at me though. There's no way he's going to eat pizza, he's been really strict about his eating recently," Louis sighs, taking a sip of water from a glass.

"He won't get mad at you, he worships the ground you walk on," I half laugh.

—-Harry's POV

I go back inside after talking with my mum. I enjoy talking to her, she calls me every other day. The other mates don't talk to their mum's as often as I do, but they don't have drug addicted fathers and sisters.

"Hey Haz," Louis greets me with a smile.

"Hi Lou, hey Niall," I greet them both.

"Did you have anything to eat today babe? It might be good for you to have something in your stomach after taking that medicine. I can make you toast or something?" Louis sweetly offers.

I know he's right, but that just sounds terribly uninteresting. I guess I'll make a protein shake or some shit.

"I'm going to make a smoothie or something, but thank you love," I answer him with a smile, earning one in return.

"Anyone see a blender in this bitch?" I huff in frustration after searching for a moment, noting Liam's presence when I hear him laugh.

I hate how irritated I am right now, I'm annoying the shit out of myself at the moment.

"Top pantry on the left Haz, what are you blending?" Liam questioned in between light laughs.

"Smoothie, anybody want some?" I offer.

"Me please," Niall says, I nod at him in acknowledgement.

"Sorry for being terribly unpleasant at the moment, I'm annoying myself so I can only imagine what you guys think..." I begin to apologize but Liam cuts me off.

"Don't sweat it, nobody thinks that at all." Liam says with a smile.

"Do you lot want to watch a film?" Louis asks the group, causing me to laugh.

"What are you laughing at Hazza?" Louis questioned with a smirk on his face.

"You're accent was just really thick there for a moment, it was cute," I answer honestly, causing him to blush.