"Haz baby wake up," Louis whispered softly to his partner. Harry opened his eyes and smiled up at Louis.
"Hey Lou." Harry immediately felt pain in his throat. He groaned and put his hand to his throat.
"What's wrong Harry?" Louis asked getting worried.
"Throat is a bit sore," Harry told him.
"Poor baby. How bout I make you some tea and get you some medicine?" Louis asked sweetly. Harry nodded. "Stay here." Louis kissed Harry's head and got out of bed. Harry laid back down now feeling his throat burning. He whimpered a little and shut his eyes, waiting for Louis to come back.
Louis went downstairs and quickly put some water in the kettle and waited for it to get hot. He searched around for some medicine that would sooth Harry's throat. He wasn't too worried knowing that they didn't have to go in to the studio for a few days. When the kettle started to whistle he grabbed it and poured the water into a mug that he already placed a tea bag in. He took the tea and the medicine back upstairs to Harry. He walked in the door quietly and saw Harry laying there with his eyes shut. He carefully placed the mug down next to Harry. When he did Harry opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Thanks Lou," Harry said in almost a whispered. Louis handed him the medicine and he popped the pills in his mouth and took a drink of water. He winced in pain as he swallowed the pills. Louis noticed the amount of pain Harry was in. He figured a day in bed would have him back on his feet again.
"Let me see your throat, Harry," Louis requested softly. Harry opened his mouth and Louis checked the back of Harry's throat which was very red. Louis sighed a little and stood up. "We'll just keep on top of that medicine and you'll be back on your feet in no time," Louis smiled. Harry nodded and took a small sip of the tea Louis left of him. Louis crawled back into bed with Harry and cuddled close into him. "Let's watch the game today and just relax," Louis said running his figures through Harry's curly hair.
"Sounds good," Harry whispered. The two boys laid around in bed for most of the day. Harry slept on and off only waking up when Louis needed to give him more medicine. Around five in the evening Louis stroked back Harry's hair and realized he was warm. He put his hand on Harry's head and felt a fever.
"He shouldn't have a fever," Louis whispered to himself. He realized that neither one of them had eaten that day either. He gently shook Harry awake. "Haz," he whispered. "Hazza." Harry reluctantly opened his eyes and looked up at Louis. "You haven't eaten today babe," Louis told him softly. "Can I make you some soup or something?"
"I'm not really hungry Lou," Harry explained sadly. Louis's heart sank.
"Babe you've got to eat something. Please eat a little bit? I'll get you some more medicine." Harry sighed and agreed. Louis left their room and walked into the kitchen and started to make Harry some soup while getting himself something to eat as well. He grabbed some more medicine and took the pills and the soup back in to Harry. He handed him the pills first which Harry took and again winced in pain as he swallowed them. Louis became worried at this point. He had been taking medicine all day he shouldn't still be in this much pain. He handed Harry the bowl of soup and Harry ate it slowly. It was clear Harry didn't want it. Each bite causing him more pain but he kept eating knowing himself that he needed to eat. He ate about half of it before he could take it anymore.
"I'm sorry Lou, I can't finish it," Harry whimpered putting the bowl on the nightstand. Louis came around and knelt down in front of Harry.
"Haz let me see your throat again," Louis said softly. Harry opened his mouth and let Louis look at his throat. Louis noticed right away that Harry's throat was more raw and red then it was that morning. He was defiantly getting worse. "Hey pal, I'm going to make you a doctor's appointment. I'm a bit worried about this." Harry nodded, he was willing to do anything to get the pain to stop. Louis called the doctor's office the next morning and was able to get Harry in later in the afternoon. The doctor looked him over, checking his throat and his temperature.
"I think it's a pretty safe bet that he has strep," the doctor said looking over at Louis. "I'm going to do a strep test just to make sure though." The doctor took a swab from Harry's throat and went to check the test results.
"How you doing Hazza?" Louis asked putting his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Throat hurts, but I'm alright," Harry replied looking up at him. Louis smiled knowing that Harry was never one to make a big deal out of himself. He rubbed down Harry's back when the doctor came back into the room.
"The test came back positive. So I'm going to write you a prescription for some antibiotics which should get everything cleared up for you, Mr. Styles."
"Thanks so much Doctor," Louis said taking the script from the doctor.
"Not a problem. Hope you feel better Harry." Harry smiled and nodded at the doctor. He and Louis left the office and Louis quickly got the script filled for Harry and took him home. They both got back into bed after Louis gave Harry his first set of pills.
"Thanks for taking care of me Louis," Harry whispered letting his eyes shut.
"Of course Hazza." Louis stayed on top of Harry's medicine and he was feeling much better within a few days.
