Harry Styles sickfic

Harry has a cold - Pt. 3

Saturday, 11:15.

In the morning Harry felt no better, as a matter of fact, he felt worse. He had a headache and his nose was even more congested. He was also coughing now, which resulted in him not getting much sleep. He finally dosed off around 5 am. Harry locks up his phone to see it was 11:15, Louis had already called him and left him a message.

Louis: morning love
            how're u feeling?
Harry: morning
             feel rubbish

He decided to get up as it was already pretty late, even though he'd rather stay in bed all day. Harry just put on an oversized hoodie over his t-shirt, too tired to change into a new outfit.

He slowly walked downstairs. The first thing he did was look for cough drops and some painkillers for his head. He made himself some tea and after that, he sat down on the couch. At the same time, he heard his phone ringing, it was Louis.

"Goodm-", Harry can't even finish before he starts to cough. "Ugh sorry in advance, I can't stop coughing", he says afterwards. "Don't worry, I just wanted to check in and say hey". Louis reassures him. "Hi", Harry says back. "You definitely sound sick to me", Louis says simpataticly. "I definitely ab, I feel like shit to be honest", Harry coughs again.

"I'm sorry love, your throat is really bothering you huh? You got any more symptoms?" Louis asks. "Headache and nose", Harry answers and sniffles, which makes him cough. "I don't think I have a tempreture, but I'm freezing though", he continues. "Thats good" about the fever I mean, Louis chuckles.

Harry and Louis talk for A little longer before Louis decides he should give his voice some rest.

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11:50, Harry pov.

I suddenly woke up to my phone ringing, it was Liam calling me. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. "Hey", I croaked out, still sleepy from my nap. "We're coming over," Liam said directly. "Huh?" I replied confused. "Louis told us you're sick, you weren't answering anymore so... so we figured to just come over", his voice sounded like he started to doubt their plan now. "It's okay if you don't want to". I giggled, "Honestly, I'm glad. I am already bored".

About 15 minutes later, I heard a knock on the front door. "We come bearing gifts," Liam said as I opened the door, holding up a bag in front of him. Niall stared me down, "you look like shit". Liam turns to Niall and gives him a small push. "Well thanks", I replied letting out a chuckle, followed by a cough. "No, no! I mean, you look like you feel like shit... not like... ugly, you get me?" Niall looked at me with a guilty look.

Louis pov.

"No, no! I mean, you look like you feel like shit... Not like... ugly, you get me?" Niall looked at Harry with a guilty look. "I'b gladd you guys are here," Harry said jokingly. I laughed and gave Niall a small push as well, then looking back at Harry. He looked more tired then yesterday, maybe because he just woke up. His face was paler than usual, his cheeks and nose still slightly red-colored. As I was still looking at him, I saw he started shivering. Liam also seemed to notice, "Okay, let's get you inside, sick boy," he said.