(This is not a sequel or connected or anything to the other ones. Just letting you know!)
Harry was a straight A freshman at his local high school. His best friend, Louis, was a junior. Louis drove Harry to school everyday because Harry didn't have his license yet.
Harry and Louis had been friends since they were toddlers. Their moms were also good friends.
When Harry came to high school his only friend was Louis. Luckily Louis introduced Harry to his friend group and they accepted the curly haired boy gladly. Ever since then the group sat together at lunch everyday and met up after school and on the weekends.
Harry was also very stubborn. In order to keep his 4.0 grade point average, he needed to have perfect attendance. Or at least as perfect as he could. Harry had already had a couple days off school in the early fall because of his wisdom tooth surgery. Even then Harry insisted he go to school but Louis, who was taking care of him and keeping him company, said there was no way he could go to school the day after his surgery.
Now knowing this you can probably imagine how disappointed Harry was to wake up one morning with a sore throat and a cough.
Beep, beep, beep! It was Harry's alarm, 6:45 am. Harry always got straight out of bed when his alarm rang. However this morning he was so tired he couldn't help but press snooze.
A few snoozes later, Harry heard his phone ring. He blindly swung his hand over to his bedside table to find his phone.
There it was! Harry grabbed the device and cracked open his eyes to check who was calling him.
When Harry's drowsy vision cleared up he read Louis's name in the caller ID.
He answered immediately.
"Harry, this is Louis." Louis said.
"Yes, why'd you call me? Should I ask my mom to drive me to school today?" Harry asked with a crisp rasp in his voice.
"No stupid! It's 7:15. I'm parked outside your place." Louis said with tons of sass.
Louis did pick up on the rasp, he just figured it was Harry's morning voice or something.
"Oh sh-it! I completely lo-st track of time!" Harry croaked.
Harry's voice cracked multiple times in his sentence.
"Well hurry and get ready. I'll still take you, but if we're late today I'll have your ass!" Louis said playfully but also a little serious.
Louis's joking stopped when he heard hacking coughs on the other end of the phone.
"Jeez, are you ill?" Louis asked.
"No, just my allergies acting up. I'm fine." Harry croaked while combing his messy curls.
Harry ended up giving up and throwing a beanie over his hair.
"Ok, Haz. If anything changes or you decide your not feeling well, I'll take you home, ok?" Louis synthesized.
"Louis, I'm not sick, and I won't be needing you to take me home!" Harry fought back, voice weak and unconvincing.
"Mhm, ok then. See you in a minute." Louis said and clicked his tongue.
"Yup, bye!" Harry responded, then hung up.
Harry set down his phone and looked in the mirror. His face was scary. Dark circles under his eyes, sickly pale complexion, and a raw throat from coughing.
Soon after Harry got dressed into warm and comfy clothes for school. Perfect for an off day, he thought.
After that Harry took his phone, stuffed it into his backpack, and threw the bag onto his back.
When he opened the door to Louis's car, Harry was expecting Louis to scold him for being late to pick up. Instead Louis took a nice long look at Harry. It was like a weird and quiet examination.
"You don't look too good." Louis blurted.
"I don't feel to good, actually." Harry admitted, softly.
"I can tell. Are you sure you don't wanna take a sick day? I mean is your mother ok with you going to school this sick?" Louis asked.
Harry opened his mouth to talk but then begun coughing instead. It was a loose barking cough. The kind you hear in public or at school, that makes you cringe.
"I'm ok, let's just go." Harry confirmed.
Louis gave up for the meantime and drove himself and Harry to school.
At school Louis and Harry met Liam, Niall, and Zayn. They always sat at the same table as they were best friends. In their words they were just a bunch of lads doing lad things.
"Lou, Harold!" Niall cheered.
Louis and Harry sat down.
"A bit late today, are we?" Liam said.
"We'll someone slept past their alarm." Louis said looking directly at Harry.
Niall started laughing.
"What happened Harry? You never skip your alarm?" Zayn asked.
"I'm not sure. I guess I was just tired." Harry rasped.
"You sound like you're sick. You feeling ok?" Liam asked, observant as always.
"That's what I said. He sounds pretty bad doesn't he?" Louis backed Liam up.
"Hey, it's ok guys. Please, I'm not sick!" Harry croaked.
Although this time it felt more like he was trying to convince himself more than the boys.
Cough, cough
"Oh my, Haz. That sounds horrid!" Niall shrieked and covered his ears.
"In all seriousness Harry, are you sure you should be at school today?" Liam asked all maturely, as if he was Harry's parent.
Harry rolled his eyes and huffed.
"Yes, I'm fine." Harry rasped.
The boy cleared his throat but it set off a strangled sound, followed by a big phlegmy hack.
It was a little scary in the moment. And everyone was caught off guard, but Harry was glad because he felt temporary relief from getting that cough out.
The boys exchanged glances across the table. Harry knew good and well it was happening but he didn't feel like getting into the topic again.
A/N:
I just realized I have like over 5 half written stories. 🤦♀️
Instead of finishing one of those I wrote a whole new one. 🤦♀️🤦♀️
Q & A, Should I finish writing the stories, or release them and finish them when I get to it?
Thank you for reading!!!
- SmileyKoala <3
