Louis Migraine

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Harry's POV

Sniff sniff.

Sob.

Whimper.

Cry.

"H-ha-z"

"H-Hazza."

Another whimper.

I rolled over to find Louis sat up, tears pouring down his flushed cheeks.

"Baby boo? What's wrong love?"  I asked, soothingly rubbing circles into his back.

"M-migraine."

We had our last show before break 2 hours ago and Louis said he had a bit of a headache after.

I pulled him close, "want some ibuprofen?" I asked.

He shrugged, cuddling into me closer.

I got up to go get some Advil for him and some tea.

I went back upstairs and laid them on his bed stand and posed him his tea with 2 pills.

Plus an extra pillow for his head to be on a softer surface.

I wrapped an arm around his waist to cuddle and felt his tummy rolling under my hand, I could actually feel the rolls and throbs.

"Baby? Is your tummy bugging you?"

He nodded, staying quiet.

"Thought so, I can feel how upset it is."

He didn't reply.

"You nauseous?"

No response.

"Boo? Talk to me baby."

"I'm d-dizzy." He whimpered.

I rubbed circles into his tummy and it growled loudly under my fingers, sounding painful.

He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep shaky and shuttered breath.

"You ok? Gonna be sick?"

He whimpered as his tummy growled again.

I carried him into the bathroom and held him up over the toilet bowl.

His stomach gurgled and he burped sickly.

He coughed and sputtered, gagging up a bit of bile, then his stomach growled loudly.

He spewed vomit into the basin, it coating his chapped, pale lips.

He looked up at me with glassed over eyes once he finished.

I heard his stomach rumble sickly and rubbed my hand over it, seeing if the churns were still in process.

They were, his stomach groaned loudly as we laid back in bed.

Every few times he'd dig his nails into his tummy to quiet it.

"Let it be noisy if it wants boo, it'll take less time to settle babe."

"K.." He wiped a tear off his cheek.

I ran my fingers through his hair and he smiled weakly.

"How's your head love?"

"Still a little pain but not as bad after I got sick, it kind of took the pain away."

I smiled. "Good, hate seeing you in pain."

The two cuddled rest of the night with no more disruptions.

A/N sucky I know. Sorry.

Bridgit xx

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