Larry Stylinson

Harry really sick

Harrys p.o.v.

I've spent like the past three hours trying to convince myself that I'm not sick. I only have a headache because of Liams strong cologne. Im only dizzy because I'm tired.

That's about as far as I get before I run out of reasons. Why am I freezing when everyone else is burning up? Why do i feel like if I ate anything Id hurl?

Okay, fine I'm sick. Whatever. I can handle that. I only have to do like three interviews and a show today. Pssht I can do that.

Oh who am I kidding this is gonna be hell. I've gotta tel somebody. At least Louis. I'll go tell Louis here in a few minutes when I feel good enough to stand.

"Hey," Louis said, stepping into the bunks, where I was laying.

"Hi," I mumbled, shutting my eyes tight to fight the spinning of my head.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, just tired," I lied.

"Me too," he sighed, grabbing a sweatshirt off of his bunk and pulling it on.

"When do we have to leave?" I asked, now that Id missed my chance to tell him I didn't feel well.

"Probably in 20 minutes," he shrugged.

"Okay," I said.

Then he gave me a small smile and walked back out into the main area of the bus. Why didn't I just tell him?

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"So whats it's like not seeing your families for so long?" The interviewer asked.

"It's hard but you kind of get used to it" Liam shrugged.

"We all have different things we do. Zayn calls his mom sometimes, we all Skype my family, you know things like that," Louis explained.

"Well it sounds like you've got it under control. What about hometown friends?" She asked next.

"When we go on breaks, we usually try to get home for a few days at least and see some old friends," Niall explained.

No one else really added anything because Niall summed it up pretty well. I knew people would start to wonder why I wasn't talking here soon so I prepared myself to answer the next question.

Id actually started feeling considerably worse during the first interview, and was quite worried about hurling now. I have to swallow hard every once in a while to keep it all down.

"Well that's good. Umm let's see favorite song off the new album?" She asked. What a typical question.

Louis glanced at me before answering. I knew what he was going to say. He always says the same thing.

"Ready to run," he answered.

"18," I said, looking at him.

"I like Stockholm syndrome," Niall Answered.

"Where do broken hearts go," Zayn added.

"Well I have a hard time deciding but I think Spaces," Liam gave his input as well.

"Alright one last question. Celebrity crushes?" She asked.

"Demi Lovato," Niall answered.

"I'm not really sure. Too many beautiful women," I said cheekily, swallowing hard again.

"My girlfriend," Louis answered, not sounding overly happy.

"Me too," Liam nodded.

"Yeah," Zayn added on as well.

"Well thank you boys i enjoyed chatting with you," she finished up.

"Yeah thank you," Liam nodded, making up for the rest of our lack in politeness.

And then we all stood up off of the couch and filed into our respective dressing rooms. I Was sweating buckets and shivering. Alright that's it I'm gonna tell Lou now.

"Lou," I said quietly, knocking on his dressing room door.

"Come in," he called from inside.

I swung the door open and leaned against the door frame. He looked up at me from his phone and raised one eyebrow.

"What's up?" He asked.

"I don't feel good," I whined, feeling my resolve crumple.

"Yeah I know I'm exhausted," he laughed.

"No like I'm sick. I think I've got a fever" I explained.

"Oh come on Harry you're just tired, man up," he waved it off as nothing.

"Whatever mate," I said dryly before heading back to my own dressing room.

I guess I could go tell one of the other boys. Like Liam. Liams always nice and he's good with sick people. He'll Know what to do.

Nah don't be a baby. You're probably just imagining it. Im sure Louis is right and you're fine. Just tired is all. No big deal.

I'll just take a quick nap before our next interview, that way i won't be as tired. I'll probably feel a lot better when I wake up. I cant believe I've been so stupid all day. Ha.

"Harry we gotta go on now," Niall said, knocking on my door.

I sat up quickly, my heart pounding. Oh right we have another interview. Fuuuck.

Yeah so my little plan of sleeping didn't really work out. My throat hurts and my mouth is really dry. Not to mention the room is spinning.

"Othay," I tried to talk but my mouth was parched.

I shook my head quickly to get rid of the dizziness then stood up to get myself a drink. I saw Niall moving. The movement made me feel like I was gonna throw up.

"Harry?" Niall asked, his voice ringing loudly in my ears.

"Why is the floor getting higher?" I asked confusedly.

Then everything went black.

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Part 2 to come ?later today? Or tomorrow... we'll see how things go around here. I've got a lot of stuff to do today is all.