Harry had been sick for the past few days with the flu. Today was the first day he had kept food down but other than that his symptoms had only gotten worse. Harry had this horrible sounding cough that was loose and left a rasp on his voice. His voice would crack and catch on phlegm which caused fits of coughing. He also was extremely congested to the point that he couldn't blow his nose. And of course all the coughing, vomiting, and sniffling had given him a headache that wouldn't go away.
The boys and especially Louis had kept Harry on medicine everyday to try and ease his pain. Harry wasn't convinced it was helping any, because he was feeling worse and now drowsy.
"Here you go Haz. Swallow them up." Louis said while Harry swallowed the medicine.
It was morning and the boys were waiting for their private jet to take off. They had woken up at the crack of dawn because of this flight and Harry planned to sleep the whole time.
"Want to watch something while you wait for the meds to kick in?" Louis asked.
Louis sat next to Harry while the other boys were scattered in other areas of the plane.
"Yeah, sure." Harry responded with the little voice he had left.
Harry hadn't planned on staying up but for Louis he would change his plans.
As Louis adjusted the iPad so both boys could watch the film, Harry turned toward the isle and coughed wetly into the crook of his elbow. Louis waited for Harry to be done before he clicked un-pause.
Within the first few seconds of watching the two scooted closer together. Now they were cuddling.
The two boys watched the movie while the plane took off to their next tour destination. The movement however, sent Harry's stomach into his throat. For the meantime he could control the urge to puke but not for long.
A couple minutes later Harry started shifting in his place. He sniffled and groaned as his breathing picked up. Louis looked away from the screen to see what was wrong with his boyfriend.
"You ok?" Louis asked with caution because he had a feeling he knew what was coming.
Harry shook his head with even more shakiness and urgency than before.
"I don't feel good at all. I'm gonna be sick!" Harry said then went into a coughing fit.
Louis pulled a random plastic bag from the side of his carry-on backpack. He was saving it for an occasion like this one.
"It's ok, just calm down, breathe." Louis tried to calm Harry.
He rubbed Harry's back as Harry hunched in his seat over the open bag. Soon he heaved harshly then was hit with an intense wave of nausea.
After the feeling hit it slowly went away. Harry was even able to swallow the pool of saliva that had collected in his mouth.
"It won't come out. I can't throw up?" Harry whimpered.
Even though vomiting was one of the worst feeling ever, Harry usually felt a bit better after every round of puke that escaped him.
"I know, but you might have to wait it out. Or maybe it was a false alarm?" Louis wondered.
Harry shook his head once again.
"No, I could feel it. I wanna get this over with so I can feel better." Harry whined with a couple of voice cracks.
Louis could barely stand to see Harry like this. So sick, with no where to go, nobody to help, and nothing they could do.
"Aww, I understand. How about we take a nap. You look like you could use a good rest anyways." Louis said.
"Ok." Harry replied simply.
He layed his throbbing head on Louis's shoulder then Louis allowed his own head to fall on top of Harry's. Obviously Harry fell asleep first but Louis came soon after.
About an hour later Harry opened his eyes slowly and was met with a coughing fit. He hacked into his elbow multiple times. The loose fit woke Louis.
"You ok babe?" Louis said once Harry gained control of his scratchy throat.
Harry pointed to a napkin on Louis's tray table. Louis gave it to Harry with a confuse face.
Harry took it from Louis and put it to his mouth. He then spout the phlegm that had been collecting in his throat since he started coughing.
"Harry, I think you're getting worse." Louis said with worry.
"Mhm." Harry said with droopy eyes. "M still tired."
Louis rubbed the back of Harry's curls. Harry leaned into Louis's touch.
Louis felt a warmth on Harry's head that wasn't usually there. He put his hand on the forehead and sure enough felt a burning fever.
"Aww, I bet you've got a fever Harry." Louis said sadly.
"I feel so sick Louuuu." Harry moaned.
Just then Liam walked down the isle toward the bathrooms. He stopped by Louis and Harry to check in.
"How's the sicky doing?" Liam asked.
Harry hardly registered so Louis chimed in for him.
"Not too hot. He's got a fever too. And still coughing up a storm." Louis said with a hand around Harry's back protectively.
"I've got his meds for when we get there. Has he been sick yet?" Liam asked.
"No, he thought he was going to, a while ago." Louis said.
Liam made a pouty face then continued on his way.
Harry put his head on Louis's lap. Louis smiled fondly at his baby.
"Sleep, Haz. I'm not going anywhere." Louis whispered to Harry.
AN:
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