47) Sick |Harry|

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Harry: (Y/N)

Harry: (Y/N)!

Harry: (Y/N)!!!!

Harry: ANSWER ME DAMMIT (Y/N)!!!

Harry: baby:(

Harry: PLEASE

You: WHAT HARRY IM TRYING TO SLEEP

Harry: I don't feel well:( I need your cuddles and soup!

You: Really babe? 6 in the morning?

Harry: Please, I'm sick! I promise to not whine if and only if you come cuddle me. If not, be prepared to be annoyed all day.

You: Fine. Give me a few to get dressed.

Harry: I LOVE YOU

You: Yeah yeah love you too.

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