Harry sick from nerves

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Today was the day.

The Met Gala.

Harry was so excited.

He had been asked to host it this hear.

It was an honour for him.

He jumped out of bed, really pumped.

"(Y/N) wake up!" He shook you awake.

You rubbed your eyes and rolled over to face him, "babe, keep it down, I'm trying to sleep".

You were still in that really sleepy zone.

"No! Today is the Met Gala, I need you".

Then you remembered.

You agreed and for out of bed and not you and Harry brushed your teeth and showered.

Then you and Harry got dressed in some casual clothes.

You guys needed to head out to get stuff for the Met.

Harry wanted to get his ears pierced so he did.

"Easy babe, I got you" you assured him as he closed his eyes and squeezed your hand.

Harry flinched but it was over in a second.

He was happy with that and you both picked out some fashionable earrings.

"Aw babe they look amazing"

Harry smiled and you both headed to the next shop.

You wanted nail polish which Harry agreed too.

He picked out a teal and black which looked pretty.

After that, you both headed home since there were only 4 hours until the Met.

"Ok so let's get you ready" you said positively.

You helped Harry wear his outfit and with struggles, he managed.

He turned around, looking in the mirror.

"You look so hot babe" you complimented giggling, Harry looked good in everything.

"Thanks babe".

You were wearing a red dress that's went up to your knees.

It had so many designs and patterns on it and it matched well with Harry's outfit.

"Now you look hot (Y/N)" Harry laughed.

You had called Lou over so she could style yours and Harry's hair since you had no idea how to do it like Lou.

After about two hours, yours and his hair was done.

It looked stunning.

You wore the promise ring Harry had given you while he wore several others.

Finally, you both painted your nails the same and put on your shoes.

It was time.

Then you noticed something off about Harry.

He seemed fidgety.

Harry didn't tell you but he was feeling really nervous and it was getting to his stomach and he almost threw up before.

"Haz are you ok?" You we're worried about him.

Harry thought for a moment before shaking his head no.

Before you could even ask, he answered.

"My stomach hurts, I'm so nervous. What if no one like me or what I chose to wear? What if they laugh? What if i stuff up?"

You immediately knew what was wrong.

When Harry was in X-Factor, he got nervous a lot which ended up in him getting sick because of nerves.

He hadn't been sick because of nerves on a long time.

"Haz you'll do fine don't worry".

Harry held his head in his hands but then ran towards the bathroom where he threw up all of his food.

You comforted him by rubbing his back.

When he was done he leaned into you.

You really needed to leave if you were going to make it in time.

You told Harry gently and softly.

"Hazza, baby, listen. We have to go to the Met now. Don't worry, you'll do just fine, everyone will love you. If anything happens I will stand for you and by you. If anyone laughs, I'll kick their ass. You feel ready to move?"

Harry smiled and nodded.

Slowly you helped him up and he gained some of his strength.

You and your boyfriend Harry stepped outside to see a lot of fans screaming nice comments.

"YOU BOTH LOOK SO PRETTY!"

"HARRY YOUR OUTFIT IS AMAZING!"

"(Y/N) I LOVE YOUR DRESS, IT MATCHES WITH HARRY!"

Harry and you smiled at them, loving all the nice things they said.

It boosted Harry's confidence meter.

You both go in the car and sat down.

Then it all began again.

"(Y/N)..."

You looked over at Harry who had a hand over his mouth.

Your eyes widened and you grabbed the bin and just caught his first round of puke.

He went on for about 5 minutes before he got a break.

You handed the bin to the guards who went to clean it out while you stayed with Harry.

"Sorry"

"No need to be baby, just stop thinking about what's gonna happen. You'll do just fine".

For the rest of the journey Harry held it together.

You walked side by side with him when you were on the carpet.

Harry felt much better, he felt more confident with you with him.

When he felt nervous you squeezed his hand reassuringly.

Harry did great at hosting the Met.

You both had a blast and Harry thanked you for taking care of him and helping him with his nervousness. 


Hey guys 👋. I felt like I could do better on this one but tell me what you think. How did you guys like the Met Gala? Remember requests are open.

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