Louis
As soon as we got to my room, he got in bed, looking really exhausted.
"What's wrong baby?"
"Trd n xhstd." he sighed.
"You can sleep now... Good night..." I lay down next to him and hugged him tightly.
"Ow!"
"What?" I let him.
"M sorry. It just hurt."
"Sorry baby. I'll let you sleep now, I'm going downstairs. Sweet dreams..." I left my room, going downstairs to my sisters.
"Is he okay?" Lottie asked.
"I hope so."
"What is wrong?"
"He's really tired."
"Maybe he has a period. If he acts weird." Daisy laughed.
"That's not funny. I'm really scared. What if he doesn't feel good again and I just don't know? Fuck what if he- No forget about it. I need some water."
I drank some still water trying to stay positive. What is going on with my baby?
"Lou!" I heard from upstairs.
I ran the stairs to my room, finding Harry squirm in my bed.
"What's wrong!?"
"I need to vomit."
I grabbed my bin and gave it to him, he immediately grabbed it near his face, spilling his guts.
"It's okay baby, I'm here with you..." I rubbed his back, holding his long curls.
"It hurts."
"What hurts?"
"Everything. Mostly my stomach and head..." he whispered.
"Maybe you just need to sleep... I'll stay with you in case you will need the bin again."
"But I don't want you to get sick too."
"It's okay baby. I'll stay."
He wiped his mouth and lay down.
"Night Lou..."
"Sleep well, baby."
I watched him fall asleep, thinking about visiting a doctor if it won't get better.
When I was sure he was deeply asleep, I decided to take a quick shower. Shower always helps. If he gets better, we can have a bath together tomorrow.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow.