#cherishedlarry

Hi, anon! You're very welcome! Here are some fics for you!

i’m sticking to you like glue by peanutbutterapple

Cute. Cute, Louis had called him cute. Stitch it into his sweaters, carve it on his gravestone, quote it for generations to come, Louis Tomlinson had called him cute and suddenly the word tasted like sunshine and smelled like rainbows, glittered with the brightness of a thousand stars and burned with the life of a million galaxies.

This, without a doubt, had to be the moment his life had been leading up to all along.

Spoonful of Sugar by flyinghome21

“What if we made a deal?”

Louis narrowed his eyes. His expression and voice remained neutral. “I’m listening.”

“What if I give you an incentive to take it?”

Louis rolled his eyes hard. “Haz, if this is some Mary Poppins bullshit, I swear I’m—”

“I’ll blow you.”

Louis doesn’t speak for a few moments. His mouth opens and closes a few times. A few puffs of air pass through his lips. But his eyes have gone significantly darker and Harry already knows he’s won. When Louis finally does speak it’s quiet and lacks any venom or snark.

“I hate you.”

Or--Louis has a cough but refuses to take medicine. Harry gets creative with his incentive.

I'll Be There by @allwaswell16

Louis is less than thrilled to find out his roommate has coerced his nemesis to check on him whilst he's sick in bed. However, Harry seems to take great pleasure in taking care of Louis. Maybe this green smoothie drinking, hot yoga instructing, hair in a bun wearing, pretentious art history studying wanker isn’t so bad after all.

On Monday, Louis thinks Harry's a twat. By Friday, he's thinking of reasons for him to stay.

When The Night Is Closing In by cherishedlarry

"Louis was dying. That much was certain.

Ok, maybe he wasn’t so much dying as he was simply miserable from this weird flu he had contracted. In fact, he believed this went beyond ‘weird flu’. This had to be the plague."

i hate cards and card shops: a short story by nightwideopen | G | 1313 Get better right now or else. An ode to Nick’s frustrations while card shopping.

hold on to me (i'm a little unsteady) by 28finelines | G | 1767 harry has a migraine; louis takes care of her

one-thousand empty mugs by trackfive | G | 3820 “Now you’re just being cruel.” Even though Harry tried to sound wounded, Louis felt him smile against his chest. “Don’t even care that I’m on my deathbed.” “Well, s’what y’get for not towelin’ off after they drowned your soldier arse in the ocean,” he teased, wrapping his arms around Harry and scooting him in even closer. “I’m very sure that’s not how it works.” harry is a bit dramatic about his cold, but he's lucky that louis adores his little pouty face.

Your Hand Fits In Mine by LoulieBlue | G | 4194 Harry's most recent tour is finally over, and his strained immune system has snapped. Louis is there to comfort him with quiet words and soft touches until he's better.

When The Night Is Closing In by cherishedlarry | G | 6392 "Louis was dying. That much was certain. Ok, maybe he wasn’t so much dying as he was simply miserable from this weird flu he had contracted. In fact, he believed this went beyond ‘weird flu’. This had to be the plague." Or, basically, Louis is really, really sick and Harry is really, really lovely.

Fever started long ago by mediaville | E | 7821 "Stay." His brain is skipping backwards but his mouth is skipping forward. "Like, in this bed? With me." The words hang in the air, somewhere in between their naked chests. Louis licks his lips, and a tiny crinkle appears between his eyebrows. "Why?" Does there have to be a reason for everything? Does everything have to be a debate? Why does Louis ask 'why?' and not 'why not?' Harry's already annoyed that he wants him to stay. "I'm ill," he says, sniffling for good measure. "I need supervision." Louis hesitates, looking uncertain, and Harry doesn't like that look on him. "It's late," he says eventually. "You need your rest." "We'll sleep," Harry promises, and as if on cue, he yawns. He is rather sleepy. "It will be restful." SPOILER: Styles gets his way. It's not restful.

All I know is we said hello by loveekateexo | G | 8635 Overall, the guy seems like a great person. However, today is Louis’ one day to sleep in and he’s already woken up with a horrific headache and sore throat to boot and he’s really just not in the mood to hear his mysterious neighbor croon out “Fix You” by Coldplay again. (Or the one where Louis wakes up certain he's dying of a head cold and decides to finally confront the neighbor he constantly hears singing through the walls. Cue Harry Styles. Suddenly, the singing isn't so bad.)

I want the whole world to know (I want you bad) | M | 10264 On the list of things you want to experience after your fifth date with your new boyfriend coming down with food poisoning probably isn’t in the top ten. (or the one where six hours after Louis and Harry make it official, Harry comes down with a nasty case of food poisoning. Utter embarrassment, lots of fond, and cuddling ensue.)

pairing: louis/harry

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