Your eyes were squinting because of the bright light shining from the bathroom. You groan and roll over to your phone to check the time. 3:27am. Your hands come to your eyes and rub them as you wonder to yourself "seriously, why am I awake?".
You got out of your warm bed and tip toed through yours and Harry's bedroom. You walked into your ensuite and saw a pale, red eyed harry, hunched over the toilet, vomiting.
"I'm sorry I woke you" he said. His vulnerability sounding through his words. You hated seeing him sick, it seriously broke your heart.
"It's fine babe, are you ok?" You asked, concerned.
He looked at you with tired eyes, you know he wasn't feeling ok but you wanted his conformation.
" I feel really ill. I think it's going around. I just want to go bac-". He was cut off with another round of vomiting. You rushed over and rubbed his back. Crouching down next to him.
"It's ok baby, let it out. You'll feel better" you cooed. He smiled at you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
You helped him off the cold tile floor and sat him on the side of his bed.
"Wait here I'll go grab you some medicine" you said, stroking his cheek.
"No don't leave meee" he groaned, wrapping his warm hands around your waist and staring into your eyes.
" I'll be back in a minute. Then we can cuddle" you said. He immediately smiled and sat back in bed. His back against the headboard.
"Ok hurry pleaseeee" he whined.
You walked downstairs and retrieved a series of medicines and a glass of water for harry to take.
You walked back up the stairs to find Harry asleep, cuddled up with your pillow.
You sighed, laughing to yourself at the cuteness of your boyfriend. You walked over and attempted to wake him, he finally awoke and crossed his arms and frowned.
"What's wrong babe?" You said.
"You took too long" he said, pouting.
You laughed and sat the medicines down and sat on his lap.
"Come on, take these so we can go to sleep and cuddle" you said almost begging him.
He sighed, smiling and finally took the medicines as you placed them in his hand and held the glass up to his mouth.
After all that, you jumped over to your side of the bed and pulled the covers up to your chin.
Harry turned on his side and looked at you lovingly. You sat in comfortable silence for about a minute. Before he finally said, " thank you for taking care of me baby, I love you Y/N".
"Anytime love" you said, genuinely. Kissing his cheek. He pulled you close and intertwined his legs with yours, wrapping his big hands around your waist. You didn't even care that he was sick, anything to be close to him. You then fell into a deep sleep, safely in his arms.
