Larry stylinson sickfics

Stomach virus • Louis

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It was a busy day.

4 interviews and recording.

Now that doesn't sound a lot, but when you've been touring non stop for the last month.

That's a hell of a lot.

"Louis...Lou...baby..." somebody was shaking Louis awake, and not at all was he happy about it.

The poor boy turned over, opening his eyes a little as he saw Harry stood there, a concerned look on his face.

"Love, how are you feeling? Your all hot and sweaty.." the curly headed one frowned as he pushed Louis damp hair from his forehead and pressed his cold hand against it, causing Louis to shiver and pull away.

"I'm fine.." the smaller mumbled, earning a sigh from harry.

"Okay... well come get something to eat, lovely" he said, pecking the boys pale cheek before heading back to the other two.

"I think Louis is sick" he frowns, looking at them.

Liam looked up, a concerned look now plastered across his face, "just tell him to take it easy and he should be fine.. is it bad?" He asks.

"He was all hot, sweaty and pale but he didn't say anything else..." Harry frowns as he slowly ate his bowl of cereal.

Everyone looked up as they heard a faint whimper and retching sounds coming from the cramped bathroom. Harry was first to shoot up and run to his poor baby. The sight broke his heart. The small boy was clutching his stomach as he vomited into the toilet, harry kneeled down and rubbed his lower back soothingly.

Louis felt awful. His stomach was sloshing around and a strong nausea feeling hit him again, causing him to fly forward to the toilet with a painful whimper as he continued to throw up, making his throat irritated.

It wasn't until 10-15 minuets later where Louis calmed down and was able to wipe his mouth and fall back into harrys chest.

"My poor angel..." harry frowns and rubs Louis side soothingly as his small boyfriend kept cuddled into him.

"I'll call management..." Niall suddenly spoke up, followed by a nod from Liam.

"Come on lou.. lets get you back to bed." Harry said as he picked up the fragile boy bridle style.

Harry laid Louis down, pulling the blanket over his shivering body as he walked to get a damp cloth, a bucket and a thermometer.

Harry slipped it under Louis tongue and took it out when it beeped. Frowning when it read 103 F.

He placed the cloth over Louis damp forehead and placed the bucket down, climbing in next to him, in which Louis responded by instantly cuddling into him.

"Louis.. I'm really sorry mate but management want you to do the interviews.." Liam spoke up as Niall continued to argue on the phone. He'd managed to get him out of recording.

Louis nods a little "s'okay.. thank you.." he whispered.

Harry frowns. Shaking his head.
"No that's not okay he's sick!" He looked at Liam.

Liam nods sympathetically.
"Not my choice haz... just see how he goes and if it gets worse just bring him back.." he told him.
"That's really all the best we can do."

Harry sighed and nodded, liam closed the curtain again and Louis cuddled into harry, falling asleep almost instantly as Harry wrapped his comforting arms around him and softly played with his hair.

It wasn't until the second interview where Louis began to grow even more sick. He was awfully pale and he hardly said anything at all.

Harry was during answering a question when he felt a weak tap to his leg. He ignored it thinking as Louis just wanting his water or something stupid.

Poor Louis next to Harry was about to throw up, and he once again, tapped harrys leg, but a lot harder causing him to turn and look at his sick boyfriend.

"Oh baby I'm sorry." he rushed out as he quickly got up and helped Louis to quickly find the closest bathroom.

"I'm sorry... Louis has been feeling sick all morning, may we?" He asked, hoping to go find the boys, Niall politely asked.

"Oh, yes of course. Have a good day boys." The interviewer smiles, they didn't have long left anyway. "Wish Louis my best!" He added as they headed out to find the two.

Meanwhile in the bathroom Louis was throwing his insides out, feeling sorry for himself.

"Oh baby I'm so sorry I shouldn't have let you come out." Harry frowns, looking up at he heard the door open.

"Harry lets get him back to the bus.. he needs rest." Liam told them, sighing softly.

Reaching the bus Louis instantly got into his bunk, where he was handed a glass of water, medicine and of course, Harry got in next to him.

Louis took small sips of the water as he swallowed the pills, handing it back to Liam who put it down for him.

The rest of them got that day off, and Louis instantly fell asleep.

After plenty or medicine and rest, Louis was feeling back to his normal happy self, running around on stage and throwing water over Liam.

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Do you prefer 3rd or 1st person.

Bad for my first chapter I'm sorry.

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