Larry Sickfics

Harry Cold

Harry woke up freezing and knew something was off. He sat up and groaned at the stuffiness of his nose and the soreness of his throat. He hated not being able to breathe through his nose. He wished Louis was still in bed with him, but he heard him in the kitchen already starting breakfast. He slowly made his way to the bathroom where he blew his nose before going downstairs.
"Morning love. What would you like for breakfast?" Louis said as Harry came into the room. Harry sniffed wetly before answering, "I'm not that hungry. I'll just have some tea." Harry rasped out, wincing at how much his throat was hurting. Louis soon looked concerned and went over to feel Harry's forehead, to which Harry leaned in to the cool
Touch. "You've got a fever love. Are you not feeling well?" Harry shook his head no and replied "Throat hurts, nose is stuffed up, and I'm bloody freezing." "Aw Haz, I'm sorry baby. Go lie on the couch and I'll bring you a cuppa and some medicine okay? Luckily we have the day off." Harry nodded and trudged to the couch. He usually didn't feel this bad with a cold so it was not very pleasant for him. Louis soon returned and took his temperature. "Hazza you've got an awfully high fever for a cold. 102.9. I'm going to give you some fever reducers and put a cool cloth on your forehead alright?" Harry nodded again, feeling too sick and tired to speak. He took the medicine and drank a few sips of tea before falling into a much needed sleep. 
A few hours later he woke up drenched in sweat. Louis was sitting on the opposite couch and noticed Harry waking up. "Hey boo, are you feeling any better?" "Not really..'m all sweaty and my head hurts." Louis frowned and went over to feel his forehead again. "You actually don't feel as warm anymore love, I think your fever broke which is why you are all sweaty. I'm sorry you feel so bad still. I'll get you some more medicine. Do you want some food? You haven't eaten all day." Harry shook his head no. "Feel a bit nauseous actually." Louis frowned again and sat beside Harry, ruffling his fingers through Harry's unruly curls. "My poor Hazza. Do you want me to bring you a bin just in case?" "No I think I'll be alright. Just feel sick is all. Can we lay upstairs?" "Of course boo." Louis said before carrying Harry bridal style upstairs. They both fell asleep and Harry woke up the morning feeling a bit better. A few days later and lots of cuddles from Louis he was good as new.

Sorry it is so short guys!! It's my first story ever so I'm just getting the hang of things! Hope you enjoyed!! Send requests!