#Harry styles sickfic

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Translation: sick day fluff with boyfriendrry

anon knows this is right up my alley heheh 🙊

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“Are you going to cave in and take your medicine yet?” Harry questioned after you sneezed for what seemed like the hundredth time that morning.

“No,” you croaked, voice hoarse and nasal. “I don’t need it.”

“Suit yourself,” he replied, “but at least humor me and blow your nose. I don’t want to listen to you sniffling all day.”

Begrudgingly, you held a wad of tissues up to your nose and blew half-heartedly, pulling the covers up to your chin and snuggling into Harry when you finished.

“I’m bored,” you complained, scrubbing at your nose with your wrist in an attempt to ward off more sniffles. “I want to do something.”

“What do you want to do?” Harry asked, throwing one arm around your shoulders and massaging the back of your head and nape of your neck. “We could read, watch a movie, or bake something. Whatever you’re up for.”

“I don’t know what I’m up for,” you whined. “I wish I felt better already so we could do something, do something.”

“Maybe some medicine would help,” he suggested, giving the back of your neck a soft peck as he held your hair away from it. Fanning your back softly, he asked, “Would you try blowing your nose one more time? For you and for me.”

“Harry,” you groaned in exasperation. “You just made me blow my nose.”

“I know, but-“

“It hurts!”

“Poor baby.” He sounded empathetic, but still insisted on withdrawing a few tissues from the box nestled beneath the covers with you. “Just once.”

You held the tissues to your face and blew a few times until he gave you a nod of contentment. “Finally.”

“Thank you, baby. Good girl,” he praised you. “Breathing better will hopefully help you feel less… grumpy?”

He received a stony stare.

“Let’s watch a movie. You’re choice.”

Once the room was filled with the sounds favorite movie, Harry disappeared into the kitchen to make a bowl of microwave popcorn and two mugs of steaming herbal tea to help you feel better.

Cuddling up next to him under the covers, there was nowhere you’d rather be.

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i'm torn

Harry had Louis positively swooning. That whole interview, Louis truly struggled to keep himself in check while his angel of a husband sat perched delicately on the arm of the sofa. Even while terribly ill, he was so irresistibly perfect. The way his dimples lit up his cheeks, how his eyes sparkled with a subtle fever-brightness, there was something so addictive about the pure sweetness that his medicine-doped self radiated. Voiceless as he was, everything about him was still so charming and endearing and fucking intoxicating that Louis was torn between maintaining professionalism and kissing the fuck out of his lips right then and there. If it wasn't for the risk of catching the flu, which he felt was inevitable at this point anyway, he might have lost control of himself.

Words: 8867, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Liam Payne

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Sick Character, Sick Harry Styles, Caring Louis Tomlinson, Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Established Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Married Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Fever, Caretaking, Pet Names, mitam era, louis is a sweet husband, and harry feels awful

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"I frew up" /blurb/

AN: i seen a tiktok where a 26 yr old man wanted to go tell his mom after he threw up and got inspired to do this in a fan fiction. except make the son a daughter and the mom, harry. hope you enjoy and make sure to leave your feedback!!!

This story contains: throw up, fatherly comfort, fluff, mentions of pregnancy

{ dadrry - husbandrry - soft!harry - au!harry - Josie age 20 }

word count- 1,369

Josie wakes up to a tummy ache and after getting sick, decides to wake her dad up because she seeks his comfort in her time of illness.

Josie, your twenty-year-old daughter, is back home from college for a few days, and you and Harry are thoroughly enjoying this time with her. As your first child, she will always be your baby. Although her college commitments mean she is not home as frequently, your house is far from quiet. You and Harry have three other children who are still in school: Lily, who is thirteen, Jax, who is nine, and Sarah, your youngest at six years old.

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Although Josie is an adult capable of taking care of herself, it doesn't imply that she doesn't want to seek comfort from her father when she unexpectedly falls ill during the night. Since childhood, her father has been her go-to person for comfort, whether she had a scraped knee or a stomachache. While Josie has a deep affection for her mother, Y/n often becomes anxious in matters concerning her children's health. In contrast, Harry has consistently maintained a calm demeanor.

After puking in the hall bathroom, Josie quietly leaves so her younger siblings don't awake and heads toward her parents' room. She refrains from knocking, certain that they are both asleep. If she had heard any movement from inside, she would have knocked, because she wishes to avoid accidently walking in on her parents having sex. That thought alone makes her feel nauseous once again.

As Josie carefully enters the darkened bedroom, she makes her way towards Harry's side of the bed. The faint illumination from the streetlights outside prevent the room from being entirely dark. When she arrives at the bed, she notices her father sleeping on his side, facing away from the middle, with her mother cuddled against his back. Josie thinks it's lovely that her parents continue to share such affection while they sleep.

She's hesitant to disturb her father, yet her need for his comfort is undeniable at this moment. Her stomach still feels uncomfortable, and she's unsure whether it's due to something she ate or a stomach bug. Josie gently taps his shoulder, which is protruding from the covers, in an effort to wake him. Years of experience as a parent have made Harry quick to awaken at the slightest touch from one of his children, or his wife for that matter.

With a sudden gasp, Harry awakens to see his daughter Josie positioned next to the bed. Now that she's older, it's been a considerable amount of time since she's awakened either of her parents in such a way. As a result, her unexpected appearance causes him to worry that something significant might be wrong. "Hm, Josie sweetheart, what's the matter?" he asks gently, mindful of not waking his wife who lies behind him.

Matching his quiet tone, Josie answers in a childlike voice, "I frew up."

Harry sits upright on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes to regain clarity of vision, and rises to guide his daughter out of their bedroom. Once they're in the hallway, he slowly murmurs, "Awe, poor baby. Is your stomach still botherin' you? Do you feel like you might be sick again?"

All she can do is nod as Harry leads her back into the bathroom, ensuring the door closes behind them. Once inside, Josie is struck by a new wave of nausea. Her face becomes clammy with a cold sweat, and her mouth fills with saliva. As she kneels in front of the toilet, Harry's quick to grab a washcloth, running it under cold water. Just as she begins dry heaving, her father kneels beside her, placing the cold cloth on the back of her neck.

"Shh, everything's alright. Daddy's gonna take care of you." Harry doesn't think about the fact that his daughter, now twenty, woke him from his sleep to tell him she'd threw up. His thoughts are solely on the fact that, regardless of her age, she will always be his little girl. She will always seek comfort in him. Even if she were to wake him when she's forty, he'd be there for her, just as he was when she was a small child.

After experiencing her second bout of vomiting tonight, Josie's stomach has calmed enough for her to sit up and take a moment to breathe. Harry reaches over to flush the toilet and stays close to her, until she tells him otherwise. Turning her head to her right, Josie catches sight of her father, who is looking at her with a mixture of genuine concern and love.

"Thank you, dad. I didn't want to wake you up but I needed your comfort. Sorry, I'm probably too old to have woke you because I got sick."

Shaking his head in disagreeance, Harry replies, "Never too old, darlin'. Even when you're old and grey, I'll be right beside you whenever you fall ill, as long as m' still here. I do have a question though."

"Yeah?"

"Do you have any idea why you're unwell tonight? Is it somethin' you ate, or is there a chance that, you know, you could be pregnant?" Harry's cautious not to jump to conclusions, but he acknowledges that his daughter is at an age where pregnancy is a possibility if she so desires. Given her college status, he suspects that if she took after him and her mother during their time at university, she may not be entirely innocent.

Gasping in shock, Josie swiftly clarifies, "No Dad, I am not pregnant. It's likely just a stomach bug or something of that nature." She's not mad at her father for asking such a question. Even though she prefers not to discuss her experiences with her parents, she acknowledges that she's no longer a virgin. But, she has always been smart enough to ensure that her partner uses protection. Though she envisions having children in the future, she's not ready for that commitment at the age of twenty while pursuing her studies in college.

"Alright, alright. Not accusin' you of being pregnant. But if you were, just know it would be okay and your mum and I would be very happy for you."

"Thank you, but again, I'm not pregnant." his daughter repeats. "Can you help me back to bed? I think I feel better now."

"Of course." Harry helps her to her feet from the hard bathroom floor, placing the damp cloth in the dirty basket, and escorts her back to the room she's staying in. Josie settles back into the bed and Harry hurries off to retrieve some tablets that might soothe her upset stomach.

He comes back shortly, assisting her in sitting up to take the medication with a glass of water. After ensuring she's comfortable, he leans down to kiss her forehead and mutters softly, "If you need anythin', whether from me or your mother, please wake us up. No matter how old you become, you will always be our baby."

Nodding, Josie whispers, "Love you, dad."

"Love you too, Josie."

Leaving his daughters room, Harry returns down the hallway to the bedroom he shares with his wife. He's convinced that he's managed to leave without her waking, but as he reenters the bed, Y/n is quick to ask, "Where'd you go? Missed you."

He maneuvers closer to Y/n's body and explains, "Josie woke me up to tell me she'd thrown up. I accompanied her to the bathroom and she got sick again. I think she's fine now. Gave her some medicine. It's likely just a stomach bug. Hope the rest of our kids don't catch it."

Y/n softly expresses, "Awwwe, her waking you up to inform you she puked reminds me of when she was five. I long for the days when she was just a little girl. She's grown up so much now."

As Harry leans in to embrace his wife more closely, he remarks, "I know, was surprised she still sought out her daddy's comfort when she felt sick. It makes me feel quite emotional just thinkin' 'bout it. However, we are fortunate to have Sarah. She's still at an age where she relies on us for many aspects of her life. I hope she remains a child for as long as possible. I'll miss feelin' needed."

Y/n smiles in response to her husband's sincere words and allows the comfortable silence to help lull her back to sleep, along with her husbands embrace. Then not before long, sleep also begins to take over Harry once more.

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“Harry, we have a five-hour drive ahead of us, are you absolutely sure that you don't want to take something just in case?” He looked at me as if he were offended by my caution.

“Absolutely sure, I have not gotten car sick or bus sick since I was like a baby!”

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And boy did we both regret that choice later on. The drive itself was beautiful, the lovely English countryside and only a little bit of highway at all. The smell of vomit, however, was very much, not lovely.

“Haz?” I knocked on the door of the bus bathroom again but heard only the sad sounds of retching behind it.

“Harry? Sweetheart just let me in so I can help you” A muffled groan came out before a dramatic,

“I can't let you see me like this, I'm disgusting!” A sigh came from every single person on the bus. Paul walked up to the back and tried his hand at getting him to open up the door.

“Harry, I'll give you three minutes before this lock is coming off” another sigh, this time only from me.

“You wouldn't dare!” he mumbled still on the other side. Eventually, once the retching had quieted and the faucet could be heard along with an ungodly amount of gurgling, he unlocked the door, but still didn't come out.

“Soph?” I had been sitting on the couch just next to the door, waiting for him to say something for about thirty minutes now.

“Right here baby”

“You can come in now” I quickly gathered myself and all of the necessary supplies and dove into the bathroom before he could refuse me entry once again. He was sitting on the floor in the cramped space, knees up to accommodate his long legs and his head resting on them, facing me. I placed the large jug of ginger ale that I had brought underneath the sink and sank down next to him on the floor. Gently I scooted closer until our sides were touching and mirrored his image exactly so that we were face to face. I'll have to admit his breath was atrocious but all I cared about was that he was sick and had finally let me help him. Still with my head on my knees and facing him, I moved one hand to brush the sweaty hair out of his eyes.

“Thanks”

“Anything for you, rockstar” He let out a dry chuckle but then went silent again, a dark shadow passing over his face as blood rushed to his ears and-

“Out”

“Harry, this is not the first time that I have seen someone puke, just let me help you” I'm sure he would have responded with something embarrassing for the both of us in order to get me out of the room, but he had no time to speak before lurching forward and grasping the sides of the toilet with his clammy hands. Right away I was kneeling beside him, rubbing his back with on hand and frantically grabbing at the headband I had brought with me to hold his hair back. The second he gained reprieve from his heaving I slid the band on and pushed it up so that I could at least see his face. There were drops of tears in his eyes from the effort and an uncontrollable frown made its way onto my face.

“My poor boy” he leaned back again, heaving gone for the moment.

“I feel like shit”

“I know baby, I'm so sorry. But I'm here now, I'll make it go away”

“Do you still love me even though I'm gross and I threw up in front of you?” I laughed and sank back down next to him with a toothbrush in my hand.

“Always and forever, love” he began brushing his teeth as I pulled out a plastic cup with ginger ale and a small packet of crackers before he could take some medicine. With the toothbrush still in his mouth, he brought his green eyes into the perfect puppy dog stare.

“Even though I didn't listen to you and I should have?” I laughed again and kissed his forehead

“Even though you didn't listen baby.”

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Liam: Stomach Bug

Liam sighed as he opened his eyes. He rolled over and checked his clock.

The numbers read 3:17.

He clicked off his phone and rubbed his eyes. Now was not the time to get behind on sleep. They were touring with One Direction and they had taken on a small band with the name 5 seconds of summer to be their opening show. The boys were really great at what they do. And Liam really enjoyed having them.

But in the midst of their growing fame, Liam was taking some classes to continue his education.

College. Or he was trying anyway.

They had a day off today. With the exception of the interview they had. That started at 9:30, meaning they had to leave the flat 8, so they could get there and get clothes and outfits and makeup-

He sighed. He was thinking too much for 3 in the morning. He rolled over and tried to continue his not so peaceful sleep.

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A little while later, Liam woke up again. His head hurt, and his stomach was doing summersaults. He sighed and looked at the clock.

The clock read 7:15.

Great. Perfect timing. He stood up, slowly, so he didn't jostle his stomach, and walked to the bathroom. 

Once he was in the bathroom, he looked in the mirror. He was really pale, and his lack of sleep caused these light purple bags under his eyes. He knew he didn't look good.

As much as he didn't want to, he stripped off his clothes, and turned on the shower water. While it heated, he thought about all the things he had to do today. It really wasn't much, but he just wanted to go back to bed.

Once the water was warm, he stepped in. He didn't realise how tense his muscles were until the warm water hit him. His muscles instantly relaxed. He stood there for a few minutes, just feeling the water on his body.

After standing there for a few minutes, he did a quick wash of his hair and body. He stepped out, wrapped in a towel. He could hear the rest of the boys downstairs. He sighed and walked out of the bathroom. He walked to his closet and picked a random hoodie and sweatpants. He knew they would make him change, but for now he wanted to be comfortable. He walked back into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

His stomach hurt, but he was doing okay. He hasn't thrown up yet, which is a good sign. That was until he accidentally gagged himself with the toothbrush.

Great.

He could feel the vomit coming, and leaned over the toilet just as it started happening. He sat there for a few minutes, losing all of last night's dinner into the toilet in front of him. He flushed the toilet, then went and sat on his bed for a few minutes, while his stomach settled.

He walked downstairs to the whole group, minus Ashton, playing FIFA. He turned the corner, and Ashton, being the responsible one of 5sos, was in the kitchen making breakfast. The smell of the food immediately made him feel ill again. He stood there for a second to make sure he wasn't gonna puke

"Goooood morning Liam!"He smiled. He was a little too awake for 7:30 in the morning.

"Morning."Liam replied. He really wasn't in the mood to be happy today.

Liam went and sat at the table, and pulled out his laptop. At this point, whenever he wasn't singing, or in the car, he was studying. He just wanted to do the interview and get it over with.

"Liam? Earth to Liam?"

It was Louis waving his hand in front of his face. Liam snapped out of his trance, the food smell immediately making him feel sick again.

"Huh?"Liam questioned.

"Calum has a cough. Does daddy direction have anything to help him?"Louis teased

Liam looked over at calum. He didn't look bad, but you could definitely tell he didnt feel great.

"Uh yeah, in my bathroom cabinet" Liam replied.

"Great, thanks." Louis smiled and went off to get the medicine.

He watched Louis walk away, then went right back to his schoolwork. 

“HEYO HARRY” Louis yelled ---CAN YOU COME HERE?---

Harry rolled his eyes then jogged upstairs. 

“Liam, why does your bathroom smell so bad?” Harry questioned.

“I’m not sure?” He looked at him questiongly. It took him a second to realise. Shit. he forgot to spray something. 

He returned back to his computer and continued reading. 

“Breakfast is ready!” Ashton yelled. 

Everyone came out to the kitchen and began eating. The smell still made him feel sick, so he didn't get anything. 

“Payno, you best be eating” Louis smiled as she shoved a plate of food in front of him. 

He looked at the food, and held back a gag. The food wasn't bad, in fact, it looked really good. But he didn't feel well, and the smell. 

Oh god the smell. 

Liam sat there staring at the food. If he didn't eat, they would know something was wrong. They were already suspicious. If he did eat, he'd surely throw up, and they'd know something was wrong. It was really a lose lose situation. 

He regretfully picked up a fork and began to eat. As soon as the food hit his stomach, He knew he was gonna throw up. He kept eating though. Too late to go back now. 

“When you guys are done we have to go, it's 7:50” Ashton said. He was cleaning dishes. 

He stood up, his plate half full still. He silently threw the food away and went back to his room to grab his phone and wallet. He also grabbed a pair of jeans in case he was told to change. 

As he was getting ready to walk out of his room, his stomach lurched, causing him to gag hard. Liam sprinted into the bathroom. He barely made it to the doorway before the first round appeared. He threw up on the floor, then stumbled to the toilet to finish throwing up. After he was done, he looked at his phone. 

The numbers read 8:07

“Shit” He said out loud.

He hurried and cleaned the puddle of puke on the floor, threw in some gum, and rushed out the room. 

He jogged down the steps and out the door. The house was empty, meaning everyone was already in the van. 

He got outside and ran to the van. He got in, earning himself a couple of annoyed glares from the other bandmates. 

“Any later mate, and we probably wouldn't make it”  The driver said to him. 

Liam ended up in the seat between Louis and Niall. Calum was half asleep in the row behind them. He kept half falling asleep on Louis' shoulder. Louis said nothing. EVentually, tired of fighting it, he let himself drift to sleep, head on Louis' shoulder. 

About 15 minutes into the ride, he woke up. He felt sick, but he didn’t want to say anything. He didn’t need anyone to worry about him. He leaned his head back on Louis shoulder. He had to fight the urge to gag. His stomach hurt. 

“You okay mate? You’re not acting like yourself.” Louis questioned. He was genuinely getting worried about his band mate.

“Yeah” Liam answered. He didn’t know who he was trying to convince at this point. Himself, or his band mates.

At this point, only a few minutes away, everyone started to get excited. Niall had convinced the driver to connect his phone via Bluetooth, to the van. So, the last 10 minutes was spent listening to ‘I should’ve kissed you’ on repeat.

Once they pulled in, they all climbed out of the van, and of course, there were cameras everywhere. People taking pictures, and asking the boys questions. Normally Liam wouldn’t mind, and would even stop and get a few pictures with the fans, but today was not the day. 

Liam felt himself stop. He felt sick, like he was gonna throw up. He didn’t move. Harry turned around and noticed him stopped.

“Liam? Cmon mate, we have to get inside” Trying to get the boy to follow.

Liam still didn’t move.

“Liam seriously.” Harry urged, getting a little frustrated. 

He still didn’t move, for the fear he would throw up.

“Louis. Liam won’t move” Harry called for Him.

Louis rushed back to see what was happening, while everyone else was getting the cameras and fans away. They all thought he was scared or claustrophobic. Nope.

Louis grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the door. A few steps in, Liam gagged. He wanted to at least get inside before he threw up. Louis looked at him worriedly, and picked up the pace. 

Once inside, Louis took him into the bathroom, Liam had thrown up a little, and had his hand covering his mouth. 

He practically fell into the toilet, and began to throw up. He missed the first round, but we won’t talk about that. 

They say there for a good 10 minutes. Liam would throw up and Louis would rub his back, whispering calming words to try to calm the boy. 

Liam was in so much pain it was stupid. His stomach ached, the continuous vomiting not helping. 

His stomach eventually began to calm down. He sat there for a few minutes catching his breath. He felt as if he couldn’t stand. He felt weak.

“Cmon lad. I’m gonna try to talk to management, and hopefully get you out of the interview, okay?” Louis said, though he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. 

Liam nodded, stood up, and with the help of Louis, walked out of the bathroom. 

About half way there, Louis gave in and gave him a piggy-back the rest of the way. He wasn’t heavy anyway. 

They got to the room, and immediately got a bunch of confused and worried looks from the rest of the boys. 

Once Liam was situated on the couch, with a small trash can in front of him, Louis grabbed Harry and went to go talk to management. Ashton stayed to comfort and look after Liam. 

While they were gone, the room was silent. Nobody said a word.

Louis walked in, looking mad, with Harry not too far behind. By the way they looked, it was obvious what the answer was. 

“Those fuckers have no heart” Louis ranted, storming into the room, and slamming some papers on the table.

“What’s with the papers?” Luke chimed in.

The innocent boy never really spoke to the one direction boys. He was still warming up to them. 

“It’s a copy of the fucking contract we all signed.” Louis complained.

“The signer confirms ‘Under no conditions shall and interview or concert be delayed nor cancelled, nor missing any member.” He continued, again slamming the papers on the table. 

“I’ll be okay Lou.” I tried to calm him, but he wasn’t having it. 

“Yeah Liam, because throwing up in the bathroom for 10 minutes straight is just fine isn’t it.” Louis said angrily. 

Liam stayed quiet. Again, nobody said anything.

“I’m sorry Liam” he said finally. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you.” 

“It’s okay.” Liam half smiled. It wasn’t that he didn’t forgive him, because he’d be mad too, but he didn’t have the energy to give him a full smile.

“Boys. Let’s get ready to get out there. It starts in 5.” Paul came in and said. He should Liam a sympathetic look before walking out.

“Cmon I guess.” Harry sighed.

Liam got up and walked with the rest of the boys. This interview wasn’t supposed to take too long, at least he hoped not.

Once they got in there, they all sat down on the couches. Liam ended up scrunched in between Louis and Michael. The managers wanted the two bands mixed together, but Louis demanded to sit by Liam.

The interview had started, and they were asking them the usual questions. Like how touring was going, and how they felt about each other. 

They were told that the interview would only take about 30 minutes.

About 25 minutes in Liam began to feel sick again. But they couldn’t take a break because it was a live interview. 

He didn’t say anything for the rest of the interview. As she was rapping up, he knew he was gonna be sicker and he knew it was going to be soon. They turned the cameras off and Liam half sprinted out of the room. Though not knowing the place, he couldn’t find the Bathroom.

He stopped suddenly as he gagged. He felt it coming. He gagged again, this time vomiting on the floor I front of him. He felt as if he was gonna fall over. He started to sway back and forth, as he felt a pair of hands on him holding him up.

He continued to throw up. 

After a few minutes of throwing up, he started dry heaving. After a few minutes, he was done. 

“Cmon lad. I’ll find someone to clean this up.” Louis whispered, guiding him back to the changing room.   

After getting back to the room, Liam sat down, and almost immediately fell asleep. Louis went to go find a janitor or someone to clean up the mess.

When he woke, he was laying on Harry’s lap with Harry playing with his hair. He just laid there. He was tired. 

“Cmon guys. Let’s go.” Louis came back into the room.

“Did you find someone to clean up the mess?” Harry questioned

“No. They said since we made the mess that we had to clean it up. I wanted to shove their faces into it, but it’s done. I took care of it.” He replied.

“I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you. I promise: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” Liam rambled on.

“It’s okay Li. I'd do anything to make sure you’re okay. Now let’s head home”

They all went back outside to reload the van. They made sure Liam had a bag beside him, just in case.

The drive home was really anti climatic. Liam slept, and everyone else was either on their phones, or just sitting there quietly. The only sounds in the car were Liam’s snores and Calum’s coughs. 

Once they had arrived home, Louis carried Liam to his room. Magically he didn’t wake up. He placed him in his bed, took his shirt off, left a bucket and a cup of water by the bed, and left. A few minutes later, he returned with some pills and a thermometer. He placed the thermometer on his head and laid the pills on the table with the water. He heard the thermometer beep after a few seconds. It read 38 degrees. Not enough to worry about, but it was still a fever. He debated waking the boy, but decided to let him get some sleep instead.

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A couple hours later, Liam began to wake up. He looked at his phone to check the time. 

The numbers read 4:56

He rolled over, and saw the bin on the ground. The sick feeling immediately returned, and he began to gag once again. He grabbed the bin and threw up. Not a lot, but he also didn’t have anything inside of him, so even the small amount hurt. 

After he was done, he got up and went to the bathroom. He washed his mouth, and brushed his teeth. He then decided to recheck his temperature. He put it to his forehead, and a few seconds later, heard it beep. 

It read 38.7

It wasn’t super high, but he definitely needed to take something to get it down. He grabbed the pills and the water on the table. He didn’t want to throw up again, but he wanted it to help, so he took them. 

He also decided to change his clothes. He was swearing in his sleep, and he felt gross. He also probably smelt bad. 

After a quick change of clothes, he decided to walk back downstairs. Again, the lazy boys were playing FIFA. 

“OoO it looks like the zombies alive” Niall exclaimed. 

“Thanks for the compliment Ni” Liam grinned back.

“How do you feel? You’ve been asleep for a while” Harry questioned. 

“Better. I’ve gotta study.” Liam said quickly walking out of the living room.

“Wait.” He turned around “where’s Louis?”

“Having a meeting with management. They didn’t like his behaviour earlier.” Ashton said.

“Oh. Well I bet he didn’t like theirs either.” He half laughed, then walked out. 

He sat at the table and began to study. 

“Hey Li, we’re watching a movie! Wanna join?” Niall childish voice yelled from the living room.

“Uh sure. Just give me a second” Liam said, grabbing his computer and walking to the living room. 

He sat down on one side of the couch, and put the foot rest up. He started shivering, probably from his fever.

He was so focused on the movie, he didn’t see Calum get up, and Ashton rushed after him.

He was distracted from the movie by retching and coughing coming from the bathroom. 

Liam sighed. Now not only was he sick, but now Calum was sick too.

A couple minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom. Him and Ashton were both smiling. Liam was confused as to why they were smiling. 

Ashton noticed his confused look.

“Oh don’t worry Liam, he’s not sick.” Ashton said.

“But I heard him throw up-“ Liam continued.

“Yeah, he did, but he’s not sick. He laughed too hard, started coughing, and threw up. It was pretty funny, actually.” Ashton laughed.

“Oh okay.” Liam sighed in relief

The movie continued. Liam kept falling asleep. He would fall asleep for a few seconds, then jump awake, then repeat the cycle. 

“Liam needs to go back to bed” Niall said sarcastically. 

Liam instantly got annoyed. He didn’t know why, but he got really mad. 

“Fine” and with that, Liam got up and walked back to his room.

“Liam I was just joking, you just looked tired and-“ Niall started.

Liam ignored the rest. He was mad. He just went back to his room and went on his phone. 

Then, after about 10 minutes of laying there, all the sudden, he felt really guilty. He shouldn’t have yelled at Niall like that. He didn’t do anything wrong. He began to cry. Not like, soft sad tears, but like he couldn’t breathe. 

All this crying and hyperventilating made him sick again. He was throwing up, and he couldn’t breathe. He knocked the water off the table, which shattered when it hit the ground. 

He could faintly hear the sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs before Louis bursted into the room.

“Hey hey it’s okay” he ran to Liam’s side to comfort him. 

“Why are you freaking out so much Li? What’s wrong?”

Louis continued, starting to panic.

After the few minutes of comforting words and trying to calm him down, Liam could finally breathe again.

“What happened Liam? You fucking scared me” Louis asked, a relieved tone to his voice. 

“I felt bad- I couldn’t breathe. I was so mean to him- Louis I’m such a bad person. I-“ Liam rambled on.

“Woah woah woah calm down. Look at me.” Louis pulled his head up, and looked into his eyes.

“That explains it.” He continued.

He stood up and got the thermometer off the table.

“One more time” he stuck it to Liam’s forehead.

It beeped. 39 degrees.

“Okay Liam, here’s the deal. I’m gonna give you some medicine. If you throw up, or your fever doesn’t go down, you’re gonna get an ice bath!” He said the last part with sarcastic excitement.

“Mkay” Liam mumbled.

He was delirious from his fever. He probably wouldn’t remember any of this. 

“Here” Louis handed him the pills

Liam took the pills and went back to sleep. He awoke again at 9:30. He got up and went downstairs. Everyone was asleep at this point. He was tired. He grabbed a cup of water, then went back up to his room.

He then fell asleep, hoping to get a good night's sleep before their big day tomorrow, and silently thanked Louis for all of his help today.

[merrybloomwrites]

One Direction Masterlist (Updated 1/10/2025)

Harry Styles x Mitch Rowland x Sarah Jones x Reader

You Can Start a Family

Main Story: One ; Two ; Three ; Four ; Five ; Six ; Seven ; Eight ; Nine ; Ten

Sickfic Part 1 ; Part 2

Mitchrry Prequel

Fan Reactions

Holiday Blues

Mitchryy Reunion

Getting High

First Earthquake

Mitch x Reader Cockwarming

Harry x Reader First Time

Pet Loss

Coachella

Telling the Parents & Celebrating the Holidays

One Direction

Oneshots

Passing Contact ; When You're Lost, Just Look for Me

Beach Day

Health Scare

Through the Dark (Choose Your Own)

I'm Sorry if I Say I Need You

Build You a Boat

Harry Styles x Louis Tomlinson x Reader

Oneshots

Cheese is a Good Thing

I Like to Watch

Something Great

Series

Little Reader

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3

We Need a Little Christmas

Harry Styles

Series

I Hear Them Calling

Prologue ; Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9

Thanksgiving

The Only Way of Knowing You

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 , Chapter 5

Oneshots

Harryween

I Can't Take it Back

HS4 at Midnight?

Been Here for Days

It's Just a Game, But Really

Ficlets

Hard Launch

Fireflies

Louis Tomlinson

Ficlets

Mark Me

In Front of Me

Oneshots

Take the Pain Away

I Can Ease the Pain

Zayn Malik

Ficlets

Gardening

Niall Horan

Oneshots

She's (Not) Afraid

Good Girl

Ficlets

You're My Muse

Liam Payne

Ficlets

Rainy Days

Secret Little Rendezvous

[parmahamlarrie]

Today's theme is Christmas Fics! If you would like a specific theme or trope, let me know! As always, these are all fics I have read and loved, not all the fics out there. You can find more Christmas fics here!

A Very Darling Christmas || @aquamarinedaffodil || 133k Christmas, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Pining, Baker Harry, Drama Teacher Louis, Wonderful Side Characters, Tons of Love Actually Quotes

In A Twinkling || @jacaranda-bloom || 89.2k Christmas Fic, Famous/Non-Famous, Self-Growth

All Your Mates Are Here || @londonfoginacup || 36.1k Werewolf AU, Pack Dynamics, Christmas, College AU

I Just Want You to Stay || @sadaveniren || 34.9k Omegaverse, Christmas Fic, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Kidnapping (but not really scary)

You Should Be Here With Me || @lululawrence || 34.4k Footballer Louis, Social Media Manager Harry, Friends to Lovers, Mpreg, Advent Fic

I Really Like Your Styles: The Baking Advent-ure || @homosociallyyours || 34.3k  Christmas, Baking, Tiktoker Harry, Baker Harry, Coffee Shop AU, Small Business Owner Louis, Strangers to Friends to Lovers

Heart Beat || @allwaswell16 || 33.4k Christmas, Single Parent Louis, Kid Fic, Music Teacher Harry, RomCom Feels, Small Town

Give A Little Sing To The Singles || @londonfoginacup || 31.7k Christmas, Office AU, Coworkers AU, Pining, Fluff and Crack

Frankincense-ational || @londonfoginacup || 31.5k Christmas, Librarian Harry, Firefighter Louis, Fluff and Humor

Santa Baby Honey || @sadaveniren || 28.7k Crack Fic, Christmas Fic, BDSM, Sugar Daddy Louis, CEO Louis

An Alpha For Christmas || IceQueenRia || 28.1k Christmas, Omegaverse, Fake Relationship, Neighbour AU

Lonely Cards Club || @hellolovers13 || 25.8k Christmas, Second Chances, Wales, Teacher Harry

Every Snowflake Is Different (Just Like You) || @hellolovers13 || 20k Snowed In, Meet Cute, One-Night Stands, Genderfluid Harry, Christmas

‘tis the damn season || @louandhazaf || 17.9k Girl Direction, Christmas, Long Distance, Coming Home

stay another day or two || trackfive || 17.6k Canon, Hurt/Comfort, Sick Fic, Christmas

Single Bells Ring || @absoloutenonsense || 16.7k Omegaverse, Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Alpha Harry, Alpha Louis, Speed Dating, Christmas

You’ll Be Home For Christmas || @2tiedships2 || 15.2k Omegaverse, Christmas Fic, Heat/Rut, Friends to lovers, Fluff

nothing lasts forever (nothing stays the same) || @beckydoesthings || 14.8k Kidfic, Christmas, Friends to Lovers, Mild Angst

A Fateful Snow || @parmahamlarrie || 13k Omegaverse, Christmas, Christmas Tree Farm, Small Business Owners, Fluff

and marshmallows || @briannamarguerite || 10.7k Strangers to Lovers, Professor Harry, Mentions to History, Christmas

Like a Picture Print by Currier & Ives || armadillosunset || 10k Christmas Fluff, Established Relationship, Knitting

Not Another Lonely Christmas || @haztobegood || 8.7k Christmas, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Fake Relationship

The leaves are buried under six inches of white || loha28 || 8.7k Married Harry and Louis, Chef Harry, Christmas, KidFic

Snow Squalls & Kitty Paws || @littleroverlouis || 8.6k Christmas Fluff, Bookstore, Cats, Blizzard

You’re Invited || @becomeawendybird || 8.5k Christmas Party, Girl Direction, Meet-Cute, Dating Apps

A Christmas Kiss || @parmahamlarrie || 8.3k Christmas, Kid Fic, Fluff

Here We Come A-Wassailing || @lululawrence || 8.2k  Childhood Friends to Lovers, Christmas Fic, Fluff, Pining

Rated R || @cherrystreet || 7.6k Christmas, Established Relationship, Sex Tape, Humor

kisses like snowflakes || @stylesthebrave || 7.5k 90's AU, Christmas/Winter Fic, Fluff

Ruined Plans || stylinsonslytherin || 7.1k SickFic, Christmas, Birthdays

candy in your mouth (I know you love me) || @crossnecklace || 6.9k Christmas, Friends to Lovers, Porn with Feelings/Plot

knowing you're in love with me is the greatest gift of all || @greeneyesfriedrice || 6.7k Christmas Fluff, Established Relationship, KidFic

Pour out the wine let’s toast and pray for December snow || armadillosunset || 6.5k  Christmas, Minor Injuries, Neighbor AU

Missing You || @canonlarry || 6k Canon, Future Fic, Kidfic, Christmas, Humor

A Boyfriend for Christmas || chelseafrew || 5.5k Christmas, Fake Relationship, Gemma’s Brother Trope

Holiday Greetings & Gay Happy Meetings || @beanno28 || 5.1k Established Relationship, Christmas Fic, Smuff & Fluff

When You Really Love Christmas || @jaerie || 4.9k Christmas, Hospitals, Nurse Louis, Humor

A Very Louis Christmas - Basic Beautiful Chaos || @silverstuff50 || 4.8k Christmas Party, D/S, Established Relationship, OT5 Chaos

Even Christmas Can’t Compete with Your Glow || @becomeawendybird || 4.5k Werewolves, Christmas Fic

Slip into Your Arms || ohpleaselarry || 4.4k  Christmas, Meet Cute, Doctor Harry

Christmas Pretenders || @larryatendoftheday || 4.1k Fake Relationship, Baker Harry, Christmas Fluff

A Christmas at Home || @parmahamlarrie || 3k Kidfic, Established Relationship, Christmas, Fluff

All The Way Home I’ll Be Warm || @justanothershadeofblue || 2.9k Friends to Lovers, Holiday Cards, Fluff and Humor

Change of Plans || @haztobegood || 2.8k Omegaverse, Non Traditional Omegaverse, Omega Harry, Beta Louis, Christmas, Asexual Harry, Queer Platonic Relationship

'Tis the Damn Season || @zanniscaramouche || 2.8k  Christmas, Angst, Exes with Benefits

Advent Drabbles || @berzerkshires || 2.5k Canon, Christmas, Fun/Fluff/Humor/Mild Smut

A XXX-Mas Miracle || @fallinglikethis || 2k Christmas, Camboy Louis, Masturbation

You’re Family || @neondiamond || 2k Ace Louis, Established Relationship, Christmas

An Annual Affair || @neondiamond || 1.6k OT5 Friendship, Omegaverse, Mpreg, Christmas Fluff

While the Moon is Bright || @tommokat || 1.2k Girl Direction, Christmas, Speed Dating

**This post will be updated as I have more fics in this theme to recommend!** You can find more recs in the directory of fic recs on my blog!

[enchantedlandcoffee]

April and May Fic Recs

Happy (belated) 28th!! Here's a list of a few fics I enjoyed in April and May! (Unfortunately without summaries because the list was getting long)

⋆⋆ Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson ⋆⋆

⋆ where we landed by @blueskiesrry ⋆

Mature | 70k | Slow Burn, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Sickfic

⋆ ocean wave blues by @babyhoneyheslt ⋆

Mature | 49.3k | Pirates, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

⋆ Quiet People Have The Loudest Minds by @2tiedships2 ⋆

Mature | 38k | Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mute Louis, Sign Language

⋆ Checking Them Out?: How To Use Your Library Science Degree To Get an Alpha by @insightfulinsomniac ⋆

Explicit | 19.9k | Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Fluff, Smut

⋆ In-flight entertainment by @lunarheslwt ⋆

Explicit | 6.8k | Light Dom/Sub, Watersports, Established Relationship

⋆ Glass Closets and Greenhouses by @tiredtiredtz ⋆

Explicit | 60.9k | Strangers to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Fake/Pretend Relationship

⋆ Save Me From Myself by @imogenleewriter ⋆

Explicit | 159.3k | Strangers to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Light BDSM, Light Dom/Sub

⋆ If You Like Causing Trouble Up in Hotel Rooms by @cc-horan28 ⋆

Explicit | 3.4k | Smut, Harry Styles is Obsessed with Louis Tomlinson, Dom/Sub Undertones

⋆ Needing You More and More, Let's Give Love A Try by supernope ⋆

Explicit | 33.9k | Friends to Lovers, Mpreg Harry, Lawyer Louis

⋆ deep in my heart i know there's only you by ballsdeepinjesus ⋆

Explicit | 23.1k | Mpreg, Friends to Lovers

⋆ Screaming But Daddy I Love Him by @wishingforloushair ⋆

Explicit | 21.8k | Loss of Virginity, Religious Guilt, Religious Discussion, Really Mild Homophobia

⋆ Sugar, Sugar by @parmahamlarrie ⋆

Explicit | 25k | Alternative Universe - Sugar Daddy, Alternative Universe - Soulmates, Strangers to Lovers

⋆ oh so familiar by @insightfulinsomniac ⋆

Explicit | 13.2k | Fluff, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, vampire!Louis, witch!Harry

⋆ On Love's Doorstep by @hellolovers13 ⋆

Teen and Up Audiences | 1.6k | Fluff, Harry Styles Wears a Dress, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Meet-Cute

⋆ A Hand to Hold and a Hand Held by @londonfoginacup | LadyLondonderry ⋆

Not Rated | 5.6k | Mpreg, Famous Louis, Non-Famous Harry, Alternate Universe - Teachers

⋆ i would know you from touch alone by @harruandlou | staybeautiful ⋆

Explicit | 72.8k | Soulmates, Enemies to Lovers, Organized Crime, Slow Burn

⋆ the very last drops of an ink pen by @harruandlou | staybeautiful ⋆

Explicit | 47.5k | Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Music Industry, Miscommunication, Angst, Getting Back Together

⋆ The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by @kingsofeverything ⋆

Explicit | 109k | Infidelity, Sexuality Crisis, Older Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Miscommunication, Falling In Love

⋆ you, in every color by @blueskiesrry ⋆

Explicit | 38k | Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Idiots in Love, Fluff

⋆⋆ Rare Pairs ⋆⋆

⋆ you gave me a ring, lad! by @theeliampayne | wemadethishome ⋆

Liam Payne & Louis Tomlinson General Audiences | 236 | Friendship, Rings, louis got his ring!!

⋆ crying, denying, and movie nights by @theeliampayne | wemadethishome ⋆

Zayn Malik/Liam Payne General Audiences | 466 | Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Movie Night, Cuddling & Snuggling

⋆ I'd Follow You To Any Place by @cc-horan28 ⋆

Niall Horan/Harry Styles General Audiences | 5.9k | Alternate Universe - Non-Famous, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Niall Horan Loves Harry Styles, harry and animals, niall and animals

[allwaswell16]

One Direction fics where a character unexpectedly gets a call from the hospital or must rush to the hospital for another character and end up realizing their feelings as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

—Louis/Harry—

❤️‍🩹 Own the Scars by @crinkle-eyed-boo

(E, 144k, rehab) Louis has never felt like he was good enough: for his stepdad, for his life-long best friend, for the life he's supposed to want.

❤️‍🩹 Consequences by @allwaswell16

(E, 78k, amnesia au) Two years ago Harry let his powerful family come between him and the love of his life, something he deeply regrets. Louis has tried to move on from their devastating break up.

❤️‍🩹 Feels Like Coming Home by @phdmama

(E, 60k, angst) The last thing Harry Styles expects when he's hanging out at the Someday Cafe in Somerville one rainy October day is for his ex, Louis Tomlinson to walk through the door, but that's exactly what happens. 

❤️‍🩹 where the lights are beautiful by twoshipsdrifting / @polkadotlou

(M, 31k, omega Louis) the accidental bonding a/b/o fic

❤️‍🩹 devil's waltz by nebuloussubject

(M, 23k, canon) a sickfic with a slow burn

❤️‍🩹  Hypotheticals (series) by tomlinsunshine

(T, 15k, friends to lovers) This whole "running away" thing really isn't going as planned.

❤️‍🩹 Stay by rabbithole28

(M, 12k, exes to lovers) Louis was taken to hospital after a car accident. They called Harry letting him know that his fiance was unconscious and in a serious condition. The only problem was, Harry hadn't seen Louis since he walked out of their flat three years earlier.

❤️‍🩹 Wanna Do Nothing With You by whoknows

(E, 9k, canon) The accident happens in the stupidest way possible. One minute Louis is demonstrating a skateboard trick he’d just learned for Lottie, the next he’s waking up in a hospital.

❤️‍🩹 tides thrash inside by ifthat / @lovehl

(E, 8k, a/b/o) "How could I call you when I needed you as far as possible to sever our spatial bond?”

❤️‍🩹 Tight Grip on Reality by roseslotuslouis / @fandomaws

(G, 8k, angels) Louis is called as Harry’s emergency contact after he gets into an accident and they are thrust back into each others lives

❤️‍🩹 Together We're the Greatest by @hellolovers13

(E, 4k, exes) It's not the first time Louis has to stitch Harry back together, but Louis will make sure it is the last.

❤️‍🩹 Twenty Stitches In A Hospital Room by betty_and_i

(NR, 3k, paramedic Harry) H is a paramedic and him and L broke up a few months ago over something stupid which caused them to not talk again. Fastforward L is in a situation that causes someone needing to call the paramedics for him and H is the one to be there at the scene

—Rare Pairs—

❤️‍🩹 We Used To Wait by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

(E, 56k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Louis has an accident, but nobody even knows he and Nick are going out.

❤️‍🩹 some velvet morning, years too late by tintedglasses

(T, 35k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Louis wakes up in the hospital with unfinished business at his bedside. Turns out Nick has some unfinished business, too.

❤️‍🩹 I got myself in a mess (and without you I'm in more) by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

(M, 9k, Zayn/Liam) He’d laughed a bit, at first, when Louis had given it to him, when he’d explained all about the app that it was connected to, the emergency contacts that would be notified and sent his exact location “if you just double tap the back of the charm, see” because Louis was that friend, the mom friend

[srldesigns6277]

the question is why are you reading donald trump/joe biden fanfiction?

I wasn't. I was reading BTS sickfic fanfic, and like 4 Donald Trump/Joe Biden fics showed up. They had nothing to do with BTS (probably something to do with sickfics since Biden apparently got covid in one fic), but throughout all of them was a random Harry Styles mention or character.

[planetharrie]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Partied a Lil’ Too Hard

Available to read on my Wattpad @PlanetHarrie

In which Harry’s possibility of holding his liquor is tested to the limits and he leaves a thoughtful gift for his fiancée the following morning.. 🍾🧺😷

Warnings: Mentions of vomiting

(not quite sure why I put Niall as character when Harry’s not famous, oops!🫣)

⭐���

"Alright big guy," Niall wheezed as an unstable Harry began drooping from his drunken grip, "lean on me—that's it, buddy."

They were both drunk; Harry more on the plastered side. Tonight was Niall’s birthday celebration and he'd been drinking like it was his 21st birthday party and not Niall's. The said birthday-boy was holding up Harry's entire body weight on his right side as they stumbled down m the plastered-man’ lamppost-lighten street.

"Here we are, H." The ex-blonde pushed Harry into his front garden when they arrived at his and Lucille's house and had him lean against the frame of the front door. Before knocking, Niall fished his phone out from his pocket; it was about to hit 2 A.M on the dot and he winced. The likelihood of Lucille being awake at this hour was far from high.

Despite his doubt, Niall rapped two of his knuckles on the oak and stepped back while biting his lip. He scanned the house for any lights or sign of life inside and breathed a sigh of relief when the hallway light beamed through the glass of the front door. Rustling of keys was heard on the other side.

Niall's drunk eyes wandered over to Harry who's body was slumped and looked like it was about to kneel over. His chest hitched with a drunk hiccup.

"Mate, brush your teeth when you get in; for Lucille's sake if not yours." Niall grimaced at the putrid stench of booze practically radiating off of his friend.

"Shu'thefuckup. ." Was what Harry slurred back and swallowed warily afterwards with a hand placed on his sloshing stomach.

Lucille eventually opened the door, revealing herself wrapped up in her short, silk dressing gown. Her hair was falling out of its plait and she was squinting with tired and confused eyes under the warm hallway light.

"Hey, Luce." Niall started. He eyed Harry's fiancé carefully as he helped Harry stand straighter. "Sorry for waking you; he's absolutely hammered."

"I. . . can see that. . ." She stepped back and allowed Niall to nudge Harry inside. "Did he forget it was your birthday party and not his?"

"Ello, m'lovie." Harry slurred. Lucille could only attempt a smile but it turned into more of a grimace as she stared up and down her fiancé; he was shirtless, sweaty and his jeans were low and showing his boxers.

"Niall, where's his top?"

She was passed Harry's t-shirt which was clearly congealed with a portion of last night's dinner and drinks down its front. She sighed and draped it over the stair banister.

"Well, thanks for bringing him back. Guess I'm on babysitting duty for tonight." Lucille folded her arms.

"Well, he's your fiancé!" Niall sarcastically saluted as he backed out of the house. Lucille shoved his chest and pushed her front door shut, leaving her and Harry alone.

Now that Niall had left, she unwrapped her dressing gown and draped it across the banister on top of Harry's soiled shirt. She was left in a see-through white tank top that was bunched up around her waist from sleep and a pair of plain black panties. Harry cheekily cupped one of her boobs and smirked.

"Y'look so pretty, Baby. . ." Harry pulled her into his chest and kissed her hair. He'd always been a real cuddly person when he'd get drunk.

Lucille rubbed his bare back with a dry laugh but quickly froze and grimaced when he suppressed a drunk burp into her hair. Her eyes widened and she pulled back, staring up at Harry, who only looked back at her innocently.

"Gross, H!" She chuckled and pulled away, "it's bed time for you.”

"M'not tired, Luce!" He whined, "jus' wanna kiss you all over, Baby. . . m’pretty girl. . .”

Lucille gently took his hands from her chest, "No chance, Mister. Sleep; now."

Harry eventually trudged up the wooden hill and stripped his jeans off and climbed into bed. He'd actually fallen twice while trying to actually clamber onto the mattress but finally got settled with Lucille's help. She too climbed in and tried tucking him under the duvet,

"No, 's too hot." He pouted and rolled over onto his side, his back facing Lucille.

"Too hot for a cuddle?"

Harry's ears seemed to perk up and he rolled back over and spooned his fiancé. She giggled softly and stroked his cheek.

"Did y'have fun tonight?" Lucille whispered softly, breathing in his cologne and alcohol-mixed scent. The answer she received was a soft snore. Her face was gobsmacked and she rolled over with a joking scoff, squirming into Harry's big spoon and drifted off to sleep.

⭐️

When Harry woke up later the same morning, he was met with a face full of sunshine barging in through the window. He groaned and squinted while shakily covering his eyes with his hands.

Lucille was already awake and sat up against the headboard on her laptop when her hungover fiancé aroused from his post-drunk slumber. She set the computer aside and stroked Harry's bed-hair out of his face.

"Hey. . . how're you feeling?" Her voice cooed quietly. The reply she got was another grumble and her fingers pinched her reading glasses to rest them on the top of her own bed-head.

"The sun? Wha'the fuck?"

"Sorry, I opened the curtains; thought it would be good for you to have some vitamin-D on your face," She shrugged slightly, "I can close them if you like?"

"Yes, please." Harry mumbled. Lucille padded over to the window and drew the curtains shut before climbing back into bed.

"Sleep well? It's nearly one in the afternoon!"

Harry slouched himself against the headboard and rubbed the sleep from his eye as he recollected his thoughts. "Not bad; was sick at one point though.."

Lucille frowned and worry crossed her features. She shifted slightly so that she could fully face Harry; she couldn't help the flow of concerned questions that rambled out her mouth.

"You were? Where? Are you still feeling sick?"

"In the bucket." Harry simply replied with a yawn tailing. Lucille's frown only deepened; what bucket?

"What bucket, Harry?" She began subtly glancing around their bedroom for a puddle of stomach contents soaked into their carpet.

"The bucket you left out for me, Luce." Harry shortly snapped, his hand flopping to from his face to his side in frustration. He looked up at his fiancé and was slightly frightened at the complete confusion written on her face. "Lucille!The bucket at the end of the bed!"

His fiancée shook her head. "Babe, I didn't—" Lucille paused and crawled a little to peer over the edge of the bed.

She had been correct; she hadn't left a bucket out for Harry that night which meant that the said 'bucket' was actually their round laundry basket with a pile of freshly-folded, clean clothes inside. "Fuck, Harry!"

Lucille rounded the bed and picked up her basket as Harry swung his legs of the edge of the mattress and sat up. She had a look of disgust and horror on her face as she shoved her clean clothes under Harry's chin. His eyes widened.

"Shi-i-it. . ." He drew out and scratched his forehead shamefully, "God, I'm so sorry."

Crusty, half-dried vomit soaked into the t-shirt on top of the folded pile and Harry had to swallow a gag from erupting while he stared at his mess.

"Luce, I'm really sorry but can you please—" He swallowed cautiously and pushed the plastic washing basket away, "—get it away; it's making me feel weird."

Lucille sighed and dropped the basket to the floor and sat on the edge of the bed next time him, running her hand through his hair. He leaned into her touch and shut his eyes momentarily. "Fancy some breakfast then?” She offered softly but she knew the answer she was going to get.

"Nah, I-I'm good. For now at least.”

"I was thinking pancakes? . ."

"No—seriously I'm good, Lucille. . .”

"With thick maple syrup drizzled on top. ."

Harry gagged (ever so slightly) at the description of Lucille's ideal breakfast, earning a laugh from her. "Alright, alright; I'll stop." She glanced at Harry's features.

His face was an uncomfortable grey colour and his hair was suddenly plastered with sweat to his forehead, making it look like he had some kind of bowl haircut. "Hey. . . You 'kay?"

Her hand slowly began rubbing up and down his bare back while Harry slowly swallowed with a weary shake of his head.

He felt her lean across him and opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a glass of foggy water being waved in front of him. She told him to take a sip. Before he could listen to his nauseous stomach and decline, Harry realised how dry and stale his mouth and throat felt and took the glass in both hands.

The water slid down his throat; it felt good and refreshing so he took another two sips before placing the glass back down on his bedside table.

"Ergh��god. . ." Harry grimaced, his green eyes blinked slowly as he stared at a spot of the carpet intensely. The water wasn't feeling good in his stomach as it did going down his throat.

"What's wrong?" Lucille questioned, tickling the back of his neck softly.

"The water. ." His throat bobbed and Lucille watched the grey fade into green in his complexion. "it's hit my stomach like a rock."

Lucille hesitated before opening her mouth to suggest laying back down. That was then Harry quickly stood up with slight panic but slowed his walking pace when he began heading for the bedroom door.

"Where're you going?!"

An incoherent reply drew quiet when Harry walked down the landing and swiftly shut the bathroom close behind him. Lucille stayed seated, twiddling her engagement ring while listening for Harry to come back from the bathroom.

It was the agonising retch from down the hall that had her standing up and bounding into the bathroom. Harry was knelt in front of the toilet with his head hanging just above the bowl; his mouth opened with a gag and his shoulders rolled forward as he heaved up his second bout.

Lucille swore under her breath and bent down at the waist to smooth back Harry's sweat-soaked hair from his face. With her own hair in her eyes, she scanned the bathroom counter for Harry's mini claw clip and briskly pinned back his fringe. She then knelt down behind him and rubbed the nape of his neck while he panted over the toilet. Harry moaned and shifted closer to his safe-haven, holding his head in one of his propped-up arms on the toilet seat.

"Shhh, you're okay. ." Lucille cooed to her fiancé. Harry barely felt her kiss and rest her forehead on his bare, sweaty back before he rocked forward with another dire retch.

"Lucille." Harry called for her between bouts of projectile vomiting and her heart broke; she'd never heard him sound so vulnerable before. She watched in pity as he reached down and held his bare stomach while profusely spitting into his mess in the water.

"I know, Lovely; just get it all up and you'll feel so much better. . ."

"'S all jus' alcohol—no food." Harry breathily hiccuped at the swirling sight of his sick in the toilet. Lucille reached up and flushed away last night's mistakes before pulling Harry into her lap and tucking his head into her chest.

"Do you feel any better?" She whispered, stroking his hairline. He gulped and nodded, his warm breath fanning her collarbone. Lucille smiled to herself and rubbed slow, firm circles along his back.

The two sat for a few minutes in comfortable silence, Lucille rocking them both side to side ever so slightly.

Harry pulled away from her touch and sat up after a while and Lucille was on high alert, thinking he was going to be sick again. Her panic settled when he cracked his cheeky smile and tucked her hair behind her ear,

"Lucille, I think I'm ready to stomach some of those pancakes of yours."

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[hlficlibrary]

MINI FIC RECS LIST

{ P - S }

✤ Pack Dynamics

✤ Parent/Teacher

✤ Personal/Addiction Issues

✤ Personal Trainer Harry/Famous Louis

✤ Pet Names

✤ Physiotherapist/Injured Character

✤ Pining / Part 2

✤ PWP (Porn Without Plot)

✤ Post-Apocalyptic

✤ Practice Sex

✤ Prank Wars

✤ Prison

✤ Protective Harry

✤ Protective Louis / Part 2

✤ Punk Louis/Dancer Harry

✤ Recent Canon (Dec 2023)

✤ Recent Favs (Oct 2023)

✤ Rereads

✤ Road Trip

✤ Roommates / Part 2

✤ Roommates (Enemies to Lovers)

✤ Second Chance

✤ Secret Identity

✤ Secret Relationship

✤ Secrets / Lies

✤ Sex Tutor

✤ Sexuality Crisis / Part 2 / Part 3

✤ Shadowhunters

✤ Shapeshifters

✤ SickFic

✤ Sign Language

✤ Silver Fox Louis / Part 2

✤ Singing Competition

✤ Single Parent

✤ Slow Burn Friends to Lovers / Part 2 / Part 3

✤ Smut With Plot

✤ Soft Smut

✤ Songfics

✤ Soul Marks

✤ Soulmates

✤ Spies

✤ Spill Your Guts Game

✤ Stealth Dating

✤ Stockholm Syndrome

✤ Styles Twins/Triplets

✤ Summer Camp

✤ Summer Camp - Enemies to Lovers

- masterpost -

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more than you could ever know

“Are you gonna be alright?”

That was a question Louis wasn’t sure how to answer. Would he be alright? Probably, but was he at the moment? Absolutely fucking not. His throat was already burning, body aching, nose running, skin tingling...and he'd only just fallen ill. Swallowing hard, Louis sniffled and averted his gaze as he decided to be honest.   “I don’t think so.”

louis and harry’s first christmas as boyfriends doesn’t go exactly to plan, but harry does his best to bring holiday cheer to his poorly sweetheart

Words: 7311, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Sick Character. Sickfic, Domestic Fluff. Caretaking, Fluff, Sick Louis Tomlinson, Hurt/Comfort, Fever, 2011, Christmas, happy birthday louis, and merry christmas!

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Fanfiction Prompts Welcome!

I'm just starting off my little corner of the internet and I'll like to start off with asking for Agents of S.H.I.E.l.D. fanfic prompts! Please only request one-shots

My Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/TwinklingSkies

Absolutley!

Ship centered fics: Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Mackelena, Philinda, Huntingbird, Fitzhunter, Fitzlincoln, Pipsy, MaYo, Dekesy (more ships unlisted)

Missing scenes

Canon divergent AUs

Character studies

Fluff, hurt/comfort, emotional angst

Sickfics of any kind

Maybe! (I really have to be into these prompts, but don't be afraid to ask for them!)

Daniel Sousa/Daisy Johnson

Post canon

AUs that take place in an entirely different setting

Songfics

Explicit gore/violence

Soulmate AUs

No! (will ignore any prompts with the following)

Anything with Grant Ward

Pregnancy fics / Kid fics

Harry Potter AUs

Torture fics

Bashing certain characters or ships

Phil Coulson/Daisy Johnson

NSFW (I'm a minor!)

I love to experiment with tropes and my style so basically don't give me anything that would be tagged "dead dove: do not eat" and I'll most likely do your fic!

[musewritingsforyou]

Headaches In Milan

a/n: so this was definitely later than I meant it to be! Sorry, I totally disappeared for a while, but I'm back now and here to stay! I have posts scheduled for every other day for the next couple of weeks so stay tuned for some good times!!

same universe with Medic!y/n

1.4k (a shortie) fluff, comfort, humor, behind the scenes of Milan movie shooting

tw: headaches?

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The planning of this tour and the filming in Milan had been in the works for a very long time. From before we had even left for tour we knew that one of the shows would be filmed and made into a short movie, it was about three months before we left for tour (fourth months before the concert in Milan) that we found out which one exactly was being filmed. Normally, while all the other staff gets worried when the boys are messing around during rehearsals I take it in stride. I never have any issue with them goofing around because I know that in the end they always get the job done and do wonderfully. That is, except for the week leading up to the filmed show. I hadn't expected it to be any different in my mind than any other, but the thing is, even if it was the same as any other show on tour in my mind, the reality was just so much different.

With the amount of extra work I had to put in so that everything was perfect, not to mention the amount of work I was helping everyone else with and my regular jobs on tour, I was starting to go crazy. The boys had noticed how busy I was a few days before we got to Milan. While they were all enjoying themselves like usual on the bus I was working the entire time. It wasn't too bad just yet though, I was still sure everything would be fine, I wasn't too stressed or concerned, more just busy with all of the different things I was trying to arrange. That all changed once we actually made it to Milan and had three days to set up for the filming of the show. My general busyness turned into sleepless nights staying up working and days full of more work and more stress. By the time we had gotten to the day before the concert, almost everything was set up, but I had barely slept in two days and had only eaten a muffin with my coffee this morning. The stress of it all was starting to get to me and suddenly even the large amount of caffeine I was drinking couldn't keep the raging migraine I felt at bay. I was chewing on my cheek in pain while everyone walked around the venue casually. There were no rehearsals or interviews or anything today, we all agreed that it would be better just to have the day “off” and hang out at the venue, fixing anything we needed to and living for the moment in the calm before the storm. Even though there was no real work to do I still was walking all around the venue through my migraine, looking around and triple checking every bit of equipment I found on my walk. Harry jogged up from behind me and snaked his arms around my waist, placing his head on my shoulder as I rubbed my head.

“You all right love? I can feel the stress coming off of you.” I moved my hands to be on his and turned around so that my face was in his chest.

“Stress? What stress?” He laughed and kissed the top of my head before holding me out at arm's length and taking my hand. He could see clearly in my face that I was in pain and his eyebrows knit tightly together.

“How about you and I go to the bus and take a quick nap, huh? You look like you could use it.”

“I don't know Haz, there's a lot I have to check and make sure-” he stopped me by pulling me along by the hand towards the bus.

“Haz really, I don't think-” He stopped pulling me as we entered the part of the venue where our bus is parked and turned around to look at me. He took both of my hands in his again.

“y/n, look at me. You've done great, you have already triple-checked everything and it's all going to go amazingly, now I can see by the look in your eyes you haven't slept and you probably have a raging migraine so just let me take care of you for once yeah?” I sighed but let him lead me onto the bus. He was right, I had checked everything dozens of times and I did have a migraine. I sat down on the couch in the main part of the bus and Haz went to get me a glass of water and some painkillers. By the time he got back to me with both in hand, I felt like my head was about to explode. All the stress and exhaustion and pain of the past week finally got to me. Seconds after I took the pills I let out a tear.

“Hey, hey, what's wrong?” I started blubbering like a baby into his chest.

“My head hurts, and I'm tired, and I'm stressed, and there is so much to do and-” I went on and on for a few minutes before I finally calmed down. I wasn't crying anymore, though I had practically thrown myself into Harry. My head still hurt horribly, the painkillers hadn't even made a dent.

“What can I do love?” he asked me softly and stroked my hair. I shrugged into him.

“I'm so tired Haz, but I can't sleep because my damn head hurts so bad.” he continued to run his hands through my hair and then he moved so that we were laying down on the couch, I was curled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, placing kisses on my forehead. He kept on stroking my hair for about an hour but still, I couldn't fall asleep because of how much my head hurt. I was crying again now, not dramatically like before, just a constant stream of silent tears because I was so tired and my head hurt so much. Finally, Harry decided to do his last-ditch effort at helping me go to sleep. He took off his shirt so that my face was now flush against his chest, he placed my weighted blanket over the two of us, had one hand rubbing my back, the other stroking my hair, and then he began to sing. It wasn't something I had heard before. Might have just been something he was making up on the spot. I couldn't tell you what the words were but it had a sweet soft melody. It still took a little bit of that for me to fall asleep but when I did he could feel the tension leave my body and my breaths slow. He still didn't stop stroking my hair or singing, he kept going just in case it would wake me if he stopped.

When the boys walked in an hour later to grab some things from the bus Harry frantically waved one hand at them, trying to get them off the bus. Finally, one of them saw me asleep under the big blanket, clinging to Harry's bare chest, and told the others to shut up.

“Took me nearly three full hours to get her to sleep!” Harry whispered to them as they all sat down on the couch opposite us.

“Jesus mate what was she on, cocaine?” Louis laughed and a few of the other boys along with him.

“Oi! She's been working her adorable little ass off so that everything goes good for our dumb asses tomorrow night.” Harry said louder than he meant to and then when I stirred a little though not waking up he hummed a little of the song from before.

“Just behave now, would you? At least until tomorrow night?” they all nodded at him.

“Sorry little las.” Louis whispered to me even though I was asleep. The other boys all left the bus quietly, promising to behave themselves and not cause any more stress for me. Eventually, even though it was early we didn't have to get up tomorrow Harry decided that my sleep just looked so comfortable he might try it himself. He pulled me closer to him and placed his head on top of mine and within minutes the both of us were passed out in the parking lot of the biggest venue we had ever been to. But it was still just the same old us, asleep on the same old bus, the only difference being a bit of a headache.