*time skip of 2 months*
"Louis, babe, you have to get up."
Louis shoved Harry away and mumbled unknown words.
"We have to visit you're sisters and you have work," Harry said. Louis continued to grumble. "Seriously Lou."
Louis suddenly jumped up and ran into the bathroom, holding onto his stomach.
Harry looked confused but followed him.
"I told you that I felt like shit," Louis groaned, dropping his head over the toilet, where he then threw up.
"I'll call you off of work, do you want to me to call your sisters and cancel the plans?" Harry asked. Louis shrugged.
"I wanna see them, but I don't want to get them sick," Louis said pitifully.
"Well, how about we go ahead and see them, but we won't let them hug you and kiss you, if they do that that is," Harry offered. Louis nodded before he was puking into the toilet bowl again.
"Ugh, I hate this," he retched. Harry brushed his hair back.
"I know baby, I know."