Half A Heart

~ Capri's POV ~

"Baby, you're sick. You stay here, me and the boys will finish bringing in the boxes." Harry assured while tucking me under the blankets in our new home.

"Are you sure?" I asked, and he chuckled.

"Yes! Get some sleep, and when you wake up I'll be right there next to you." He kissed my forehead before leaving the room and cracking the door on his way out. I let my eyes close as I heard his footsteps fade out. I hate being sick. Especially when you're a mother....exposing your kids to illness is one of a mothers worst fears.

I dozed off for what felt like 20 minutes before I heard the door creak and someone enter.

"Capri...sit up." Zayn said softly and I opened my eyes to see him with some cough medicine.

"No way I'm taking that shit." I said, and buried myself under the blankets.

"Capri you have to." Zayn scolded and I sat up in the bed.

"No." I pouted, and he sighed.

"Don't make me get Liam." He warned, and my eyes widened.

"You wouldn't!" I exclaimed letting out a cough afterwards.

"You know I would." He said before running out of the bedroom and down the stairs as he shouted Liam's name.

"Capri!" I heard Liam's voice come up the stairs and into the room.

"Yes?" I asked, and he frowned.

"Take the medicine." He demanded, and handed me the small cup of death.

"I hate cough syrup." I scrunched my nose up in disgust and he glared at me.

"I'm not leaving until you do." He said, and I sighed while taking the medicine and plugging my nose before quickly swallowing it.

"Ew ew ew ew ew we I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!" I exclaimed, and I heard Zayn chuckle in the back.

"Where're Harry?" I asked, while gulping down my water.

"Putting Darcy down for her nap." Liam responded, and I sunk into the sheets.

"How are ya feeling?" Niall asked while joining us in the room.

"Like I was hit by a truck, and then was forced to take sleeping pills before running a marathon." I responded and they all laughed.

"I'm sorry, Caps." Zayn said, and I sighed.

"You all better leave before she contaminates you!" Harry said, and they all waved goodbye before leaving. Harry shut the door behind them and turned to me.

"Hey, boo." Harry greeted and walked over to the bed.

"Hi....they made me take cough medicine." I pouted and he chuckled.

"You should be taking it, Capri." He responded and rid himself of his pants and shirt to join me under the blanket.

"Haz...I don't want to get you sick." I said as he tried to wrap his arms around me.

"I don't care. Then we can be sick together." He kissed my cheek, and I giggled.

"Okay...." I let out a yawn before allowing him to pull me to his body.

"How's the baby?" He mumbled while nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck.

"Fine...Sick." He chuckled, and I closed my eyes.

"Thank you, Harry." I smiled.

"For what?" He questioned while taking some strands of my hair between his fingers.

"The house....everything." I sighed and he pressed his lips to my neck.

"Anything for you, Love." He said, and I smiled lightly.

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"Harry....." I opened my eyes, and noticed me and him were in the same position but it was night time. Whenever I'm sick I wake up at random times.

"I'm here..." He assured and stroked my hair with his hand.

"I don't feel good." I whined and he sat up.

"What do you need?" He asked me while getting out of bed.

"I don't know." I rubbed my eyes, and copied my actions.

"I know what you need one second. Take off your shirt." He instructed and I did ya he asked while he dissapeared into the bathroom.

He ame back moments later and he straddled my hips as he hovered above me.

"Harry I-" he cut me off.

"No. I'm putting rub in menthol on your chest." He assured and I nodded. I couldn't see anything but heard him unscrew the top of the container and the smell of menthol filled my nostrils causing me to scrunch up my nose.

"It is really strong smelling." He noted and I nodded. I felt the vasaline-type substance touch my skin and I relaxed as Harry rubbed the menthol over my chest.

"It burns, but cools at the same time." I said and he chuckled softly. After he finished with the menthol he got off of me and placed the container on the nightstand. He rejoined me under the blankets and pulled me back to his body.

"Thanks." I said, and he combed his fingers through my hair.

"You are more than welcome. I love you, Capri." He said and I smiled.

"And I love you, Harry."

Notes

Sorry for the short, boring, filler chapter:/


HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY HAZZABEAR BEAR! YOU ARE 20 YEARS OLD!

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