Alright, so I half stole this idea from Beckyxx06 (I wouldn't say I stole it bc I give you credit :D) I just saw you requesting this from another author but she hadn't done it yet and I got inspiration from it so I hope it's okay that I wrote it!<3. Enjoy!
Word count: ~2000 words.
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The boys were on the verge of going onstage. They had arrived in Switzerland earlier that day and were really tired. Nevertheless, they still managed to put on a great show for their fans.
The moment the boys stepped on stage, the audience went crazy. They soon realized it was raining and while being in rain can be fun, too much of it can have its drawbacks.
The boys were drenched and having a blast. "Now it's time for our last song, Best song ever!" Liam announces.
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"Such a great show, the rain made it so much better" Louis remarked as the boys walked backstage, where they were each given a towel to dry off. "Yes I totally agree, I love rain" Niall said.
"Bless you" Zayn said to Harry right after he sneezed. "Thanks" Harry replied with a cute smile.
After the boys had dried off and put on fresh clothes, they made their way to the tour bus. They have one more concert tomorrow, and then the day after they're attending the Brits award show. After that, they'll continue with their tour.
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Harry woke up the next morning with a familiar feeling. 'Ugh not againnn' he groaned into his pillow. The only thing he wanted to do right now was sleep. But he knew he couldn't, no one would let him stay in bed all day, not even himself.
Suprisingly Harry was the one who woke up first today so he had to wake the rest of the boys. He started with the easiest one.
"Hey, Lou, it's time to get up" Harry whispers enough to Louis to wake up. "I'm awake" Louis mumbled while burying his face into his pillow.
The next lad was going to be Niall. But before that Harry had to go to the toilet to blow his nose.
"Time to wake up, Niall" Harry said in a sing-song (if that's a word?) voice. But the effort hurt his throat a little and he ended up coughing. "5 more minutes pleaaase" Niall said sleepily.
"Hazza you alright?" Louis said when he got up and noticed Harry coughing a little again. "Yeah I-" Harry began but had to cough. He took a deep breath in an attempt to quell his wheezing. "Yeah, I think I getting a cold or something".
"Just let me know if you need anything love, okay?" Louis said softly as he walked to the kitchen for some breakfast. Harry nodded in response.
"Niall!" Harry exclaimed as he shook the blonde boy who had fallen asleep. "Urgh....I'm getting uppp!" Niall whined in response. Then Harry had only Liam and Zayn left to wake up.
"Liam, wake up!" Harry said as he shook him. Suprisingly, Liam woke up faster than expected. "We need to get ready" Harry said. "Yeah, I'm coming" Liam replied.
"Zayn! Get up!" Harry said, "we're late!". They weren't actually late, but this was the quickest way to get Zayn out of bed. Zayn woke up with a start and checked his watch. "Hey, we're not late?". "I know but now you're awake so get up sleepyhead" Harry said, both of them chuckling a little.
After breakfast they had one hour of leisure time before the boys needed to go to the studio for work.
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"Are you feeling okay H? You've been coughing a lot today." Liam enquires as the boys walk into the studio. "Yeah I'm alright. I think I just caught a cold or something" Harry explains once more.
Louis couldn't help but worry. He knew Harry was stubborn and his asthma didn't help at all when he was sick. "Harry, if you need a break then just say so, okay?" Louis said, rubbing Harry's back. "I will" Harry replied with a slight smile.
After the boys' rehearsal, Harry went to lay down on the couch. "Do you need anything Haz?" Niall asked. "No I'm fine, just gonna take a little nap" Harry replied, placing his hand under his head.
A few minutes later the boys were called to do the rehearsal again. "Harry, time to wake up. We need to run through the set again" Zayn said as he nudged him gently.
Harry groans in response. He feels totally drained and would rather have just stayed home. But he eventually goes along and does the best he can at the rehearsal.
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The boys had just finished their concert. It went relatively well, but Harry had some trouble singing and the others had to cover for him. But overall it was a good performance.
Louis noticed Harry holding his hand to his chest as they walked back to the tour bus. "Everything alright Love?" He asked softly, clearly worried. "Yeah, my lungs are a little sore and tight from all the singing" Harry replied.
Louis was surprised that Harry didn't even try to hide how he was feeling, but he knew that meant Harry must really be sick.
When they got to their tour bus, Harry slumped into his bed without even taking his clothes off or pulling the blanket up. He fell asleep faster than light.
"I think I'm gonna go sleep too, it's been a rough day" Liam said as he walked towards the bunks. Zayn and Niall nodded in agreement and followed him. Louis went to make a cup of tea and then headed to the bunks.
By the time Louis returned, all the other boys were already asleep. He carefully removed Harry's clothes, leaving him in just his boxers. Then he tucked him in and kissed his forehead before going to bed himself. He frowned a little at the heat coming off the younger boy's forhead.
Louis didn't have the heart to wake him up so he decided to check Harry's temperature the next day but he knew he definitely got a fever.
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The next morning was awful for Harry. He woke up feeling worse than ever. His chest chest hurt and his lugns felt tight and tighter by every breath he took (talking from personal experience).
He was feeling really cold, so he got up from his bed to put on some warm and comfortable clothes. Even the slightest movement made him short of breath.
He had to go to the bathroom to cough so as not disturb the others, even though they were awake. One cough led after another and it kept going. It was awful (this story is reminding me so much of my hard times dealing with asthma).
Harry's coughing fit was so rough that all the boys could hear it from outside the bathroom. Louis was waiting behind the door with a thermometer and cough medicine.
Harry opened the door to find four concerned faces. "You alright??" Liam asked. Harry nodded, not trusting himself to speak right now, his throat was hurting really bad. "Here take these" Louis said as he handed the meds to Harry. And Niall handed him a glass of water.
Without any hesitation, Harry took the medication and then sat down on the couch.
Turned out Harry had a slight fever, 37.9°C (100.22°F). He fell asleep on the couch in Louis's arms without even realizing it.
"Don't push yourself too hard Hazzy" Louis whispered, hoping the message would reach Harry's subconscious even if he was asleep.
Although Harry joined the boys for lunch, he didn't eat much because it was painful and made him feel sick to his stomach.
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Paul's sudden entrance woke the youngest boy from his sleep. He said they'd be late for the Brits if they didn't leave immediately.
Harry was so tired. He wished and prayed that the Brits would just somehow magically be cancelled. But he knwe that wasn't going to happen.
All the boys had decided to wear black. So Harry put on some black skinny jeans, a black collared shirt with some weird white pattern and a black coat (google '1d at the brits 2014' if you wanna know what all of them wore).
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Harry hadn't gotten much sleep at all. During tour sleep was only a side hobby honestly. But he still pushed through everything, even at his worst.
Harry was trying to suppress his coughs by coughing into his sleeve; he didn't want anyone to notice him, not right now when he wasn't feeling well. The boys were sitting in their seats, watching the awards being distributed, when they suddenly heard the host say "and the winner of the Global Success Award is...*drumrolls*...ONE DIRECTION!" And the applauses began.
Harry tried so hard to not be obvious that he didn't feel well. He covered his coughs into his sleeves and he avoided speaking the best he could. The other boys knew that Harry wasn't doing well so they spoke for him too. They all thanked for the award and told everyone how lucky they felt.
"You alright?" Louis asks Harry as soon as they leave the Brits. Harry shakes his head and answers in a raspy voice, "My chest...it hurts". "Awh poor baby, I'll make you some tea when we arrive at the bus" Louis said in a comforting voice as he rubbed Harry's back.
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"I don't want to...singing hurts" Harry said weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know baby, but you're well aware of how management is" Louis replied. Louis felt terrible for having to wake him up and make him go on stage in that condition.
As the boys walk onstage and the crowd goes wild, Harry feels a rush of adrenaline and thinks to himself that maybe he can do this.
'Nope' he tought as soon as he opened his mouth to sing the first line of the first song. "Can't do this" he tried to say to the boys but his voice was almost completely gone. It scared him a little. This was the first time he lost his voice.
Harry tried. He really tried to sing for the fans but just couldn't. The magement told him to at least stay on stage, which made the others a bit mad about it because they wanted Harry to go get rest so he could get better. But Harry stayed on the stage, sitting on the edge interacting with the fans (without talking). The other boys told the fans that Harry wasn't able to sing today and that he was really sorry.
The fans were understanding and appriciated that he at least tried. While Harry was interacting with the fans, some of them even threw water bottles to him, making him chuckle a little.
All of the boys kept an eye on Harry for the rest of the show. Once they were finished and exited the stage the boys checked on Harry.
"Is it bad?" Niall queried, Harry couldn't talk so he just nodded and mouthed "can't speak". "Perhaps we should make an appointment with the doctor for tomorrow?" Louis recommended. Harry nodded slightly, and then coughed again. This led to another fit of coughing.
"Or should we take you to hospital?" Liam asked worriedly, watching as Harry struggled to catch his breath. Harry shook his head and mouthed "I'm fine...wanna sleep".
The boys finally arrived at their tour bus again about 20 minutes later and Harry was practically carried onto the bed. He was asleep within minutes.
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The next day Louis had called their doctor to come check on Harry. The doctor diagnosed Harry with bronchitis and prescribed a course of antibiotics. Louis and the othera made sure to take care of Harry and followed the doctor's instructions to the letter.
After a few days Harry was starting to feel better and was able to get up and around a bit more. After taking a few days to rest his voice, he was feeling much better and his voice had returned. The boys were all relieved that Harry was on the mend.
On evening, while Louis and Harry were lying in Harry's bunk together, Louis asked Harry how he was feeling. "I'm feeling a lot better now" Harry said with a smile as he snuggled closer to Louis. "Thank you for taking care of me" He added. "Of course, love" Louis said as he kissed Harry's forehead. "I would do anything for you".
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I really do hate to write endings hahahah...anyway, hope it's okay I half stole the idea :D...
Thank you for reading!<3