"Harry, thank you so much for helping," Louis said softly as they finished getting Liam settled in bed. He currently was trying to fight off a nasty stomach bug and needed all the rest he could get.
Louis woke up at 4am that night, hearing loud retching coming from the bathroom. He decided to go and investigate to make sure everything was okay and sure enough it was Liam hunched over the toilet, puking his guts up.
Louis helped the sick boy as much as he could for the first few hours but it didn't seem like the puking was ever going to stop and he was beginning to feel a little queasy himself so he woke Harry, hoping to have a sidekick in this situation.
Harry agreed to help and rubbed Liam's back for the next hour of throwing up. It was definitely helpful because it calmed Liam down and soon enough he was done being sick. The two boys led him back to his own bedroom before settling him in bed.
"No problem," Harry said quietly as he glanced at Liam, making sure he was going to be okay. Once both boys realized Liam was falling asleep they decided to go back into their own rooms to get some more sleep themselves.
Liam woke up early to throw up and Harry was quick to help. He rushed out of his room at the sound of the first gag and he ran straight into Liam's room, figuring if someone was timing his run he would have broken some type of record.
"You're alright," Harry whispered softly as Liam threw up into the trash can Louis had brought him earlier, just in case a situation like this ended up happening. Liam sighed before pushing the trash can closer to Harry, trying to let him know that he was done puking for now.
Harry took the trash can and frowned when he caught a glimpse of it's contents. Liam sighed dramatically before falling back onto the bed and trying to go to sleep. Harry rushed away to empty the trash can before trying to fall back asleep himself.
The next five days consisted of nothing but puke and tired boys.
Harry felt extremely thankful when Liam was feeling better on the sixth day because he wasn't sure if he could last any longer. He was absolutely exhausted from all the caring he had been doing and his stomach was beginning to feel a little queasy but he shook it off.
They also had a big show to do tonight and Harry knew Liam would be devastated if he had to sit it out so this was all working out great. Apart from the fact that Harry's stomach was beginning to feel more and more upset.
At first he thought he just felt a little off after seeing Liam puke so many times but no, the feeling just wouldn't go away and his stomach now felt like he had just been on a spinning carnival ride.
He ignored the feeling and hoped he could hold on until after tonight's show. He really didn't feel like puking on stage for the second time ever. Throwing up on stage once was more than enough for him and it just didn't sound fun to do it again.
There was a knock on their hotel door and Harry knew it was probably their tour manager, telling them to get out and go onto the bus so they could get to the venue before anyone else. Harry didn't know if he could handle a bus drive right now.
"Hello!" Niall greeted cheerfully as he opened the front door. The man on the other side of the door gave a small smile in return before explaining what was supposed to happen in the next five minutes.
"I need you all on the bus," He said and Niall nodded, grabbing his suitcase before loading up onto the bus, knowing after this show they would be driving to a new city and staying at a new hotel.
Liam and Louis grabbed their own suitcases and quickly followed behind Niall, not wanting to be late to their own concert. They were way too excited for tonight to even notice the fact that Harry was what seemed like an entire mile behind them.
Liam turned around after a few seconds and saw Harry trudging along down the hotel corridor, looking extremely tired and weak. Liam frowned at the sight, hoping Harry just didn't get enough sleep last night.
That would be the most reasonable explanation. They were going to be playing a huge show tonight and almost none of them got more than 6 hours of sleep out of anticipation. Liam slowed down a bit and waited for Harry to catch up.
"You alright?" Liam whispered once Harry finally caught up, seemingly out of breath from the small amount of walking. It was absolutely freezing outside so and Harry was glad he could use it as an excuse for his shakiness.
He was really starting to feel sick now and he knew at this point he wasn't just sympathy sick from helping Liam. He had definitely caught the bug and he was not excited at all to do tonight's gig.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Harry said unconvincingly, avoiding eye contact with Liam. Liam knew something was off but still gave a shrug and continued speed-walking, leaving Harry far behind. Liam walked straight up to Niall and whispered something in his ear.
Harry knew for sure Liam had just told Niall about what happened and Niall would probably now begin worrying about him too which was the last thing he wanted right now. He just wanted to be alone until the concert.
They all loaded up onto the bus and were very thankful that they only had an hour long drive ahead of them. Usually the bus rides were around ten hours at the minimum but they did a ton of extra driving last night just so they could avoid it today.
Harry walked into the small bus 'living room' and sat down on the small couch, trying to relax his swirling stomach a little. He didn't feel fully sick yet but he kept getting worse and worse and he knew he'd be puking by stage time.
He tried to act completely normal, praying that Liam and Niall wouldn't interrogate him about it. He felt super happy that Louis was completely oblivious and decided to take advantage of that, trying to make sure Liam didn't figure out he was actually feeling sick.
"Louis," Harry whispered until he caught the older boy's attention. Louis glanced over with a confused expression and Harry gestured for him to sit on the couch so he'd have a chance at convincing Louis that he's totally okay.
It's not like he was trying to protect his pride or anything It's just that he didn't want Liam trying to convince him to sit out for this concert. They were playing at the Qualcomm stadium in San Diego tonight and it was the first American date on their tour which was a big deal.
"Yeah, Harry?" Louis asked, still looking pretty confused as he took a seat beside Harry on the small couch. Harry took a deep breath, preparing to be as convincing as possible. He was a terrible liar and he knew he barely stood a chance at this but it was worth a try.
"Liam thinks I caught the stomach bug he had a few days ago," Harry said with a dramatic sigh, trying to act like he was upset that Liam would even assume such a thing. Louis nodded, letting Harry continue.
"I'm not sick. I feel perfectly fine," Harry said just as his stomach turned, nearly making him hop off this couch and run into the bathroom. He winced slightly at the feeling but quickly stopped and tried to look normal.
Louis frowned, not even noticing what had just happened to the lying boy.
"I don't think you're sick. You look fine to me," Louis said before getting up off the couch, turning around to face Harry before speaking again.
"I'll go tell Liam that you aren't sick," Louis said before walking towards the front end of the bus. Harry was super happy that his plan worked but he was now slightly worried that if he got worse he'd have to do the show no matter what since Liam probably wouldn't believe him anymore.
Harry sat quietly on the couch for the next forty minutes of driving, his stomach was hurting way more than before and he already made a plan to make a dash straight to the bathroom at the venue before doing anything else, just in case he needed to throw up.
He wiped his sweaty forehead with his shirtsleeve before frowning, not understanding how he was sweating so much with the air conditioner on the bus blasting and it being so freezing outside right now. He knew he was really sick and it worried him.
They arrived at the venue just half an hour before the show started and they had to rush as fast as they could to get dressed and ready for it. Harry was trying to go as fast as he could but his stomach was threatening to spill any moment and he had to be careful.
He shakily tried to put on his microphone pack but he just couldn't get it. It was now stressing him out how quickly time was disappearing and he knew he needed to speed up. He fumbled with his mic pack for a few more seconds before finally getting it on.
He jogged over to the mirror, noting just how much the small amount of running upset his stomach before ruffling his hair around, making sure it looked good enough for the 70,561 people he was going to perform to tonight.
"Harry, come on!" Liam yelled loudly over the sound of the loud intro music blaring through the stadium speakers. Harry frowned before running with Liam to the platform that raises them onto the stage.
Harry stood impatiently, waiting for the platform to rise up so he could start singing and so the show would be closer to ending. The platform finally started moving and Harry began singing. The fireworks went off loudly above them and Harry felt a headache coming on from all the noise.
They were only on the first song and it was already getting too much for him. It was not a good idea for him to pretend that everything was okay when really he was about to show his half-digested food to all these fans.
The song ended and they went straight into the second one, not even having a second to talk. Harry couldn't wait for the song to end to Liam could speak and he could sit down and rest for a moment.
He was barely jumping around like he normally would and he was almost sure every fan in the audience noticed something was up. Luckily for him Louis was still oblivious to everything that was happening and Liam looked slightly less suspicious.
Once the second song ended Harry rushed over to a bright yellow platform, sitting down on it and taking a few deep breaths, trying to control the nonstop nausea that was overtaking him. He considered going backstage for a few minutes in case he really did throw up but he decided he was fine for now.
Liam's speech was over way too quickly and the next song started. It was a slow song thankfully and Harry was able to sit down for the entirety of this one. Liam and Niall joined him on the yellow platform and Louis made his way over from the catwalk.
Harry sang his solo and closed his eyes afterwards, burying his face in his hands. Liam placed a caring hand on the sick boys back as he sang his own solo. Harry straightened up a little, raising his microphone to his mouth as he sang the chorus of the song.
Usually he was super grateful to have all the choruses but tonight he felt like it was a curse. There wasn't a single song he didn't sing in and he knew none of the other boys could sing it for him. He was irreplaceable in these songs and everyone knew it.
Harry barely finished singing before he felt his stomach rising in his throat, he jumped off the platform and pressed the back of his hand tightly against his lips. He gave a small gag before forcing himself to be okay.
He sat back down on the platform, looking ready to pass out. Liam was now taking notice once again and Harry knew he would be interrogated once again after this song. Harry sang the closing solo and Liam instantly leaned closer to the boy.
"Still feeling fine?" Liam asked with a smirk, he clearly must have noticed Harry gag into his arm. Harry gave a small nod, hoping it would satisfy Liam. Liam gave a shrug before hopping off the platform to go walk down the catwalk.
Harry didn't get up from his current position once until the concert was over and he had to say his goodbyes. His legs nearly gave out as he tried to stand for the first time in two hours and he knew that wasn't a good sign.
"Thanks for having us!" Harry shouted into his microphone, giving a wave in all directions before running off stage as carefully as he could, trying not to upset his stomach any more than it already was.
Niall caught up to Harry and placed a supportive hand on the younger boy's shoulder.
"You alright?" Niall asked, breathing heavily from the intense amount of performing he had just done. Harry nodded, giving a small smile for extra effect. He knew Niall wasn't fooled but he didn't say another word so he must have been somewhat convinced.
"Nandos?" Niall suggested cheerfully and Liam nodded a little too over-enthusiastically. Louis agreed once he had finally caught up to the other boys and they got straight onto the bus, heading right to the closest Nando's.
(I KNOW THERE ARENT ANY NANDOS IN SAN DIEGO I MESSED UP BUT JUST GO WITH IT)
The bus soon came to a full stop in front of a Nando's restaurant and the boys were quick to rush out, eager to get some food in their stomachs. Everyone except for Harry was excited. Harry wasn't even hungry and even if he was he knew he wouldn't be able to keep it down.
He was surprised he made it this far without throwing up but he knew it would be coming soon. If he just went into the bathroom he could get it over with now but he wanted to wait until it was absolutely necessary.
They walked into the restaurant and weren't surprised to see it completely empty since it was currently 10pm. Niall felt bad coming in so late since he knew they usually close at 11pm but he just couldn't resist. He only wanted Nando's right now.
The waitress walked up to their table a few moments after they had sat down and Niall recited the order he knew by heart. Harry was thankful that he wouldn't have to speak because he was sure at this point more than just words would come out.
Harry leaned back into his seat, feeling absolutely miserable at this point. He must have looked like death because Liam wouldn't stop glancing over. He looked pretty worried which was understandable but pretty annoying.
Liam was about to speak up when the waitress returned with the food. The service was quick since they were the only ones in the restaurant and Niall was pleased. He grabbed his fork before the waitress had even left the table and began eating his chicken.
Harry looked down at the food in front of him before shuddering at the thought of even putting it in his mouth. There was no way he could eat it but he knew he had to or else Liam would force them all to go back in the bus, leaving their dinners behind.
"Eat," Niall said sternly, gesturing to Harry's completely untouched plate. Harry frowned before picking up his fork and stabbing a small piece of chicken. The pressure was super high and he could feel everyone's eyes on him as he raised the food to his mouth.
He took the bite and chewed it thoroughly, knowing it would be making a reappearance soon. He took a few more bites and pretended to raise his fork up to his mouth a few times, hoping everyone would fall for it and not make him eat any more.
Harry set his fork down after a few moments and realized just how tired he was. He wanted nothing more than to be asleep in the comfort of his own bed but he frowned when he remembered he was going to be in an uncomfortable hotel bed later.
He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to trick his brain that he had gotten more sleep than he actually had. He was running on around four hours of sleep and he knew that if he kept his eyes closed any longer he'd fall asleep right there.
It was a little awkward when he opened his eyes only to see Liam and Louis staring at him in concern. They quickly adverted their gaze, pretending like they hadn't just been staring. Niall was too busy scarfing down his food to even realize what was happening.
"You're sick, aren't you?" Louis asked, sounding a little defeated after believing Harry wasn't sick earlier this morning. Harry gave a small frown, wanting to admit it but he had come this far and there was no point in ending the lie here.
"No, I just barely got any sleep last night." Harry said and Louis nodded, seemingly believing it.
"Yeah, me either," Louis said and Liam hummed in agreement. Harry was thankful that everyone believed it and saw it as a perfect opportunity to ask to leave.
"I'm really tired, can we leave?" Harry asked softly, trying to keep his eyes open. It wasn't exactly a lie but he mainly wanted to leave because his stomach was killing him at the moment. Niall nodded, asking the waitress for a to-go box before packaging up all of Harry's uneaten food.
Liam generously paid for it all and they were soon on their way out. Niall shouted a quick thank you before walking out the door. Harry shivered at the contact with the cold air but knew the bus was less than ten steps away and he would be warm soon.
He speed-walked onto the bus and flopped back onto the familiar couch, discreetly rubbing his stomach under his jumper. Liam joined him after a few moments and ended up falling asleep. Harry wished he could go to sleep right now but he wanted to wait a little longer.
The hotel they were going to was only fifteen minutes away from the Nando's and they were there in what seemed like five minutes. Harry weakly stood up, shaking Liam awake before walking off the bus and into the hotel lobby.
Harry sighed at how warm it was inside the hotel before walking up to the desk and explaining that they had already reserved the room. They handed him a key and he quickly walked in the elevator, not caring if he was leaving the other boys in the dust.
He knew they got a fancy hotel room where everyone would have their own key and their own divided rooms with full size beds so he couldn't wait to get in and get to sleep. He walked down the hall and finally found the right room number
He used his key and walked in the room as quickly as he could, claiming the best bed he found. He flopped down on it and rested a hand on his stomach, knowing if he didn't fall asleep soon he'd be puking all over the place.
Lucky for him he ended up falling asleep within seconds and didn't even hear when the other three boys entered the room. They must have made a huge effort to be quiet because Harry was usually a pretty light sleeper.
It was six hours later when Harry woke up in absolute agony. He groaned as his stomach harshly clenched underneath his hand. He rolled onto his side, trying to ease the pain slightly. It sadly did nothing for him and he knew there was nothing he could do.
Tears were streaming down his face as he pulled his legs up to his chest, hoping maybe the fetal position would help. It stopped the pain for a few moments before another cramp ripped through Harry's stomach.
He gagged at the pain and knew he had to get someone quick. He rolled out of bed as carefully as he could, wrapping both arms protectively around his stomach. His hair was absolutely drenched in sweat and he just wanted to take a shower.
"Liam?" Harry whispered, sounding like a poor crying child. He silently sobbed after noticing Liam didn't move an inch. He whispered his name again until Liam groaned, rolling over to face Harry.
"Oh my god," Liam breathed out after noticing just how bad Harry looked. Harry wiped his tears with the sleeve of his jumper and felt absolutely pathetic. Liam wasn't crying like this when he had the stomach bug.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Liam rushed out as he tossed the blankets off of himself, jumping out of bed and straight to Harry's side, trying to help as much as he could even though he barely understood why Harry was so hysterical.
"I don't f-feel good at all," Harry sobbed and Liam understood. Liam grabbed a couple pillows and the blanket off of the bed before guiding Harry into the bathroom. Liam sighed as he tossed the supplies onto the ground.
"I knew you weren't feeling good earlier," Liam said as he turned on the bathroom light. He walked over to the toilet and opened the lid, preparing for Harry to be sick in it. Harry frowned as Liam began to spread out the blanket on the floor.
"If you have what I just had you're going to need to camp out in here," Liam said with a frown, knowing it wasn't going to be a fun couple of days for Harry. Liam set up the pillows and had Harry lie down on them.
It wasn't the most practical thing to sleep in a bathroom but Harry couldn't lie, the impromptu bed Liam had set up was pretty dang comfortable and he felt like he could fall asleep right then and there.
Liam sat on the floor right next to Harry and the sick boy was grateful that he had someone as comforting as Liam.
"Just close your eyes, you're alright," Liam said softly, hoping Harry would fall asleep soon so Liam could get some more sleep himself. Harry felt the tears begin to flow again at the fact that he just couldn't fall asleep.
Liam noticed how upset Harry was getting and knew he needed to calm the boy down before he worked himself up too much. Liam whispered soothing words as Harry continued to breathe out shuddery breaths.
Harry whimpered softly and Liam knew he must have been suffering a whole lot right now. Liam did have the same stomach bug last week so he had a small idea of how Harry was feeling right now but he knew Harry had somehow managed to get it way worse.
"L-L-Liam," Harry whimpered once again, his words coming out shakily from the amount of sobbing he was doing. Liam could tell by the look on the sick boy's face that he was going to throw up. He carefully guided Harry over the toilet.
"You're okay, let it out," Liam whispered encouragingly and Harry's stomach lurched. Liam was quick to gather all Harry's curls and hold them out of the way as the younger boy harshly puked into the toilet water below.
Liam winced at how much puke Harry was getting out. Harry wasn't surprised though. He did hold it in all day and was now regretting that idea after realizing how unpleasant this situation was.
Harry gagged again, sending more and more puke splashing in the toilet. Harry coughed and sputtered over the mess he had created, starting to panic over the fact that he just wouldn't stop being sick.
"Harry," Liam whispered, trying to get the boy to stop freaking out.
"Calm down, everything is okay," Liam said softly even though he wasn't exactly sure himself if everything was okay. Harry was usually pretty dramatic with sicknesses but this was still pretty extreme and Liam felt bad for the younger boy.
"I don't feel o-okay," Harry choked out before retching loudly over the toilet. Liam frowned as he continued to rub Harry's back, noting just how sweaty the boy was. Liam decided after this was all over he would run Harry a cool bath, thinking maybe that would help his stomach and cool the boy down.
"I'm d-done," Harry said weakly and Liam nodded before standing up and flushing the toilet. He walked over to the bath and turned on the water. Harry looked up at Liam, a confused expression on his face.
"W-what are you doing?" Harry asked quietly, not exactly understanding that Liam was running the bath for him.
"You're going to take a bath. It'll help you, I promise," Liam said, hoping Harry wouldn't absolutely hate the idea. Harry gave a small shrug before scooting away from the toilet. He grabbed the counter and pulled himself up off the ground.
"Whoa," he breathed out after realizing how dizzy he was. He nearly fell over but Liam caught him just in time and once again Harry was super thankful to have a supportive friend like Liam right now.
Harry pulled off his shirt before unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down. He was down to his boxers and Liam was about to tell the sick boy he could just leave his boxers on but Harry had already pulled them down, letting them fall onto the floor.
He was way too out of it to even be bothered right now and Liam was worried the boy might pass out if he had to throw up again anytime soon. Liam helped Harry into the bath and Harry shivered at the temperature as he sat down.
It was way too cold and Harry now had goosebumps all over his arms. Liam knew it probably wasn't helping Harry's stomach much but it would surely cool the boy down and that's all that mattered at the moment.
Harry leaned his head against the bathroom wall and closed his eyes, still aggressively shivering. Liam knew he had to add some hot water in or Harry would end up with a cold as well as a stomach bug.
Liam turned the water on once again, this time it was boiling hot. He knew hot water would help Harry's stomach way more than the cold water and he probably should have done this in the first place.
"Feeling better?" Liam asked softly, trying not to raise his voice too much so Niall and Louis could have a peaceful sleep. Liam frowned at the thought of sleeping right now. It's all he wanted to do but he knew it would be extremely rude to leave Harry alone right now after he had just taken care of Liam last week when he had the same bug.
Harry shook his head slightly and Liam could tell he was going to throw up again.
"Let's get you washed up real quick, yeah?" Liam said as he grabbed the hotel shampoo, squeezing some out onto his hands before washing Harry's hair. It felt a little weird but it definitely wasn't the first time he had done it.
He'd done it once before just because it seemed like fun to wash long hair but now he was racing against Harry's stomach and it was way less fun. He didn't want Harry to throw up in the bath so he knew he had to be quick.
Once Liam was done lathering up the shampoo he instructed Harry to rinse out the suds. Harry did as he was told and Liam then used the conditioner in Harry's hair, knowing if he didn't use conditioner Harry's hair would resemble a rat's nest by morning.
"Feel sick," Harry breathed out after a few moments and Liam felt his heart speed up. The toilet was just one step away from the bath but Liam didn't know if Harry had enough strength to move at this point.
"You're alright, Love," Liam said, bringing out the pet name he used only in situations like these. Harry continued to whimper and groan as Liam poured some body wash onto the loofa before handing it over to Harry.
Harry weakly scrubbed his arms with it before deciding he couldn't do any more. He needed to get out of the bath now.
Liam grabbed a towel off of the rack before grabbing Harry's hand, carefully helping him climb out of the bath and get in front of the toilet. Harry wrapped the fluffy white towel around his soaked body before crouching down in front of the toilet once again.
Liam brushed back Harry's wet curls, making sure they would stay out of the way as Harry puked for the second time that night. Liam knew if Harry was sick just like Liam he'd probably end up puking at least eight more times tonight and both boys would get no sleep.
Harry gagged before scrambling to get over the toilet in time, he expelled a small amount of puke into the toilet and Liam winced at the splashing noise. Harry shook aggressively once again and Liam didn't know if it was because he was cold or because he was so sick.
"You're doing amazing, you're okay," Liam whispered, not even sure what he was saying at this point. He went into auto-pilot mode during this situations and never really knew what he was saying. He just wanted to help Harry as much as he could.
Harry gagged one last time, bringing up absolutely nothing before leaning back into Liam, figuring he was done for now. Liam helped the younger boy stand up and rushed out of the room to grab Harry some fresh clothes.
Liam ran into Harry's room and opened his suitcase. He could barely see anything since it was 5am and the room was pitch black. Liam didn't have time to turn on the light, he just needed to get back to Harry.
Liam grabbed out what looked like a white t-shirt and some boxers, figuring pants weren't completely necessary right now. Liam rushed back into the bathroom to see Harry with his eyes closed, completely relying on the bathroom counter to keep him upright.
"I want to lie down," Harry said quietly and Liam could tell he was about to cry again. He got really emotional whenever he was sick and it always made the situation ten times more heartbreaking
"Alright, get dressed. I'll get the bed ready," Liam said as he grabbed the blankets and pillows off the floor, deciding the bed would be way more comfortable and Harry could just use a bin if he really needed to throw up during the night.
Liam walked out of the small bathroom and sighed before throwing his blankets back on his bed. He just wanted to get back to sleep but he knew there was no chance of that while Harry was this sick.
Harry emerged from the bathroom a couple seconds later, his curls still extremely damp. Liam gave Harry a weak smile and Harry barely had the strength to return it.
"Here, you can sleep on my bed," Liam said and Harry gave a nod, not feeling up for talking at the moment. He walked over and sat down on Liam's bed, weakly lowering himself into a lying position.
Liam grabbed the small trash can from the corner of the room and set it on the nightstand beside Harry.
"Thanks," Harry whispered and Liam smiled at how polite the boy was. Even when he was sick he still somehow managed to be nice and it made absolutely no sense to Liam. Liam would usually get pretty snappy whenever he was sick so he was jealous of Harry's sweet behavior.
Liam grabbed the spare pillow and blanket he had packed in his suitcase and set up a small bed on the ground, not wanting to take up any space on the real bed. He would have just gone and slept in Harry's bed but he knew it would be rude to leave right now.
Liam looked up at Harry to see he was now peacefully sleeping and the thought of Harry possibly feeling better already eased Liam to sleep.
Liam thought it was just a dream inspired by earlier events when he heard harsh gagging but frowned when he opened his eyes to see Harry actually puking over the bin. Liam hopped up from his small bed setup on the floor and rushed over to Harry.
"I don't like this," Harry whimpered sadly and Liam frowned, feeling super bad about the fact that he was the one who gave this bug to Harry. If Harry would have just been mean and avoided Liam like Niall and Louis did when he was sick he wouldn't be in this situation right now.
Harry shot forward once again, heaving a large amount of puke into the bin. Liam had no idea how he had anything left but he hoped Harry would be empty soon. Harry gagged again and Liam was happy to see there was much less puke this time.
After a few unsuccessful gags Harry pushed the bin away, giving it to Liam to go clean out. Liam rushed away to empty the bin before heading back in the room, seeing Harry was peacefully sleeping once again. Liam smiled at the sight and hoped Harry would actually stay asleep until morning this time.
Harry ended up sleeping all through the night and only felt a little nauseous when he woke. He was extremely thankful that he didn't have the week long bug like Liam had caught and Liam was happy he wouldn't have to go through any more sleepless nights.
Liam walked into the kitchen and explained to Louis and Niall what had happened last night while they slept without any distractions in the comfort of their own beds. Louis laughed at the fact that Liam slept on the floor and Niall looked pretty sympathetic about the whole thing.
"I knew something was off when Harry didn't touch his Nando's dinner," Niall said as he took a bite of his eggs, chewing with his mouth full. Louis nodded in agreement and Liam sighed as he made himself a cup of coffee, figuring he would need it to make it through the day.
Although he was tired he was extremely happy that Harry was already feeling better and that was enough to keep him cheery the entire day.
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Hi guys! I'm posting this and going straight to sleep so please please please if there are any issues with it just comment so I can fix it in the morning hahaha I need to start proofreading my stuff after the mistake that happened with the last one. This might be the lengthiest one I've ever written on here but I'm not exactly sure haha I'll check in the morning! Hope you enjoy it ! (: