1D: Sick Fics

Harry Sick at School

You guys are seniors in high school.

I was  on my phone texting my boyfriend Harry. He always meets me in my  first hour before the bell rings, but he wasn't here and hasn't texted me anything. You looked at the doorway seeing a messy Harry walk into the room.

"Where have you been!?" I ask him walking over to him.

"Woke up late this morning." He said going to give me a hug.
I had a good  look at my boyfriend. He is usually wearing  jeans and a nice t shirt but today he was wearing sweatpants and his old jack wills hoodie he never wears anymore.

"Everything ok? Your hair is a mess by the way." I say laughing a bit at the end.

"My stomach is bothering me and my head is killing me." He said leaning into me.

I looked at him frowning.

"Haz.. You should've stayed home." I look at him rubbing the curls out of his eyes.

"Couldn't. Big football game tonight. And I'm the captain. I have to be there."(American football)

"Harry you should've stayed home! Coach would've understood. If your sick your sick."

"It's fine. It's probably just nerves or something I ate. I'll be fine y/n."
I look at him not buying it.

"The bells about to ring. Get your butt to class."

"Love you too!" He yells, running out of the class.

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I sit by Harry at Lunch. I look at him noticing he looks Paler than he did this morning.

"Dude you have to go home. Look at you. You look horrible." Liam said hitting his back.

Harry sighed and closed his eyes. I rub his back, shooting Liam a glare for hitting him so hard.

"Guys I can't miss this game. If I do I will never forgive myself. I'm fine!"

I roll my eyes looking at Harry's untouched lunch.

"Ok if your so fine man, eat your lunch." His other friend Ed said.
Harry looked at his lunch and turned green.

"Harry you don't have to." I told him rubbing his leg.

"No I have to prove to them I'm fine." He picked up his burger and ate all of it following his chips. Than he washed it all down with a jug of orange juice. I shake my head, my arms crossed.

"See? I'm fine." Harry said.
The guys gave each other a look.

"Well played styles. Well played."

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After school I met Harry in the court yard. He sat on the bench lacing up his cleats getting ready for the game. He leaned his head back and breathes heavily.

"Harry please don't play." I beg him knowing he is seriously ill.

"I... I can play. I'm f.. Fine." He said shakily. We started walking over to the field when Harry stopped dead in his tracks.

"Harry? You ok?" I ask stopping by him.
He just shook his head and bent down vomiting. I was surprised but immediately went behind him and stated rubbing his back. I felt his head. Boiling. After Harry stopped vomiting (for now) I went to the coach and explained that Harry was ill. He understood completely and let me go into the boys locker room so I could grab his clothes.
I went back the bench and saw that Harry wasn't there. I looked around and saw Harry with his head in a trash can, dry heaving.

"Aww Harry. You ok to change in the car?" I ask.

He nods with his eyes closed. I let him change in the car while I go to the concession stand by the field and ask if they have a plastic bag I can have so Harry doesn't puke in the car.

I went back to the car where Harry was changed and had his eyes closed. He leaned his head against the cool glass of the window. I handed him the bag. I drove home with Harry Puking in the bag 3 times. I finally got him inside. I got him a bucket and a sprite. I put him to bed with the stuff and called his mom telling her what happened. She thanked me  and I took care of Harry until she got home.

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After I got home from taking care of Harry I got a text from him.

From Haz💖
Thank you for taking care of me babe. I love you. I'm so lucky I have you.

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