"Harry wake up." Louis said in a calm tone.
Harry slowly opened his eyes and saw Louis standing by the nightstand with his phone. Harry then felt a wave of coldness sweep over his entire body. He had goosebumps.
"You slept through your alarm again Harry." Louis said with sympathy for the sick boy.
"Huh?" Harry said as he was still waking up.
"Are you sure you feel ok, hun?" Louis said, approaching Harry slowly.
Harry tried to scoot away but his body felt like a rock. Louis put his hand to Harry's forehead. Then Louis shook his head in disappointment.
"That's a fever, I knew it!" Louis said joyfully then remembered Harry was unwell and calmed himself.
Harry silently moved so he could rest his head on Louis's lap. Louis helped him and played with Harry's tangled hair.
"Do I still have to go today?" Harry asked into Louis's leg.
His green puppy eyes stared up at Louis like a little boy.
"Yeah, I think you might have to Haz." Louis sighed and ran hands down Harry's hot and a little sweaty back.
"Nooooooo, why does management have to be so mean?" Harry wined with his nasally voice.
"So mean, Hazzy?" Louis chuckled at the delirious boy.
"Yeah, mean and controlling." Harry clenched his fist.
Louis took Harry's fists and opened them up to hold hands. Harry smiled and so did Louis.
Just then Liam entered the room and completely ruined the moment but didn't seem to care because they were late.
Once Liam rushed out of the room Louis and Harry laughed and got out of bed.
"Do you want help getting ready?" Louis asked Harry.
"Get yourself ready Louis, I'm not a baby?" Harry rasped.
Louis took one last glance at Harry before leaving the room. Harry knew Louis was also unhappy about management making him work while sick but nothing could be done.
Harry didn't have time to shower so he used a towel to dry the sweat from his fever. Then he put on deodorant and splashed cool water on his face until he felt relief.
After that Harry grabbed some sweats and threw them on. After one more nose blow he was ready to take on the day.
By now the rest of the band was waiting in the lobby for Harry who was apparently moving slower than he thought he was.
"It's about time Har-" almost shouted Liam but Louis stepped on his foot telling him to lay off.
Liam and the band didn't know Harry was sick because he had been stubbornly hiding the symptoms for the last two days. Of course he couldn't hide from Louis who was basically watching Harry's every move when he suspected anything wasn't right.
The boys then headed out of the hotel and into their car where they would drive to the studio to record for the new album, "Four."
At the studio Harry was called to record first for the first song of the day. Louis and the boys were in their own waiting room where they often went on their phones, practiced lyrics, or caused trouble.
"Why did you step on my foot Louis?" Liam blurted out.
"When?" Niall asked.
"In the lobby." Liam answered.
"Can't you tell? Harry's not well. Cut him some slack." Louis replied to Liam's earlier question.
"What? No." Liam said.
"How do you know?" Zayn asked.
"He has a fever. I checked this morning." Louis said, "He's had low energy for the past few days too."
"I didn't even notice." Niall admitted.
"Neither did I until it all clicked this morning." Louis reassured Niall.
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"What are we gonna do?" Zayn questioned.
"I mean we can't do much now. Let's just keep an eye on the lad. Make sure he doesn't get any worse." Liam said.
Suddenly Paul entered the room breathing heavily.
"Paul, what's wrong? Are you ok?" Louis said, startled by his abrupt entrance.
Paul took a few breaths with his hands on his knees.
"It's Harry!" He said, "He's passed out!!" Paul finished.
All the boys jumped up to go find Harry.
"Follow me, quick!" Paul said leading the boys to the studio.
They rushed into the recording booth where crew members held water bottles to Harry's head. He wasn't awake.
"Oh my," Liam gasped at the sight.
"Let me in." Louis demanded.
One of the crew members moved out of the way so Louis could hold the water to Harry's head.
"He's burning up." Paul said.
Louis felt Harry's head.
"Holy! Your right." Louis agreed.
Niall felt a tear slip from his eye and left the room. Zayn followed behind to comfort his friend.
"I don't know what to do should we call the hospital?" Liam asked Paul.
"I suppose. I'll call!" Paul announced.
He grabbed his phone from his pocket and speed dialed.
"911 what's your emergency?" A woman spoke quick and clear.
Louis tried his best to hold himself together but he could feel the world crumbling around him and he broke down crying.
Liam came over and held the bottle for Louis.
"It's ok Louis, he's gonna be fine." Liam reassured.
Louis nodded and held Harry's sweaty hand.
"They're on their way!" Paul shouted.
"Thank goodness." One of the crew members said.
Louis wiped tears from his eyes as he starred down at Harry. Just this morning he was fine. Well at least Louis thought he was fine. Clearly he was worse than he let on but Louis could help but blame himself.
"It's ok Harry. You will be ok!" Louis said to the unconscious boy.
He may have been talking to Harry but it was helping himself too.
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