Harry Styles Sick In School

Chapter 2: Stomach Flu (Part 2)

Harry was still talking on his phone to his girlfriend Aaliyah and telling her what is going on, while walking to the nurses office.

Harry finally gets to the nurses office while he is ending his call with his girlfriend, he was so happy that he made it to the nurses office and was able to stop moving, when he was at the nurses office, he started to get a fever and his head was beginning to hurt like someone had thrown a basketball at his head.

Mrs. Anne: Hey, Harry.

Harry: Hey, Mrs. Anne.

Mrs. Anne: What's the matter?

Harry: I don't feel very well.

Mrs. Anne: Really?

Harry: Yes.

Mrs. Anne: What hurts?

Harry: My stomach and my head.

Anne was thinking to herself, My son doesn't feel good, and he still hasn't noticed that I am the nurse at his school.

Harry kept looking at Mrs. Anne' face every time she turned around.

Harry: Niall.

Niall: Hey, Lad.

Harry: What are you doing here?

Niall: I severely sprained my wrist.

Harry: How?

Niall: While I was playing basketball, I fell on the ground in the gym and fell on my wrist pretty hard and once I got up, I noticed that my wrist was hurting so bad that I almost cried, and the gym teacher sent me to the nurses office.

Harry: Ouch, that's gotta hurt.

Niall: It does.

Harry went and grabbed at his stomach because it was hurting so bad like daggers were stuck in his stomach, he was trying so hard not to start crying but it wasn't easy.

Harry: Ouch, my stomach.

Niall: What's the matter mate?

Harry: Nialler,I really don't feel too well, I woke up this morning not feeling too good...my stomach was hurting me and so I thought it was because I was hungry so I ate and I was fine but that didn't last long, after lunch my stomach was hurting again and then I threw up in class on the floor and it got on the two girls that sat next to me and had a crush on me.

Niall: Are you serious?

Harry: Yeah.

Niall: That must have been mortifying.

Harry: It was.

Niall: Sorry that happened to you, lad.

Harry: Yes, me too.

Harry was crying again after he stopped for a while, Anne couldn't stand to see her son Harry crying, so she sat down next to him and started comforting him.

Mrs. Anne: Niall, I am going to send you back to class but remember to Ice your wrist, wrap your wrist, or get a brace, elevate your wrist, and take a couple of Aleve to help with the pain, okay.

Niall: Alright,I promise.

Mrs. Anne: Okay.

Niall: Thanks.

Mrs. Anne: You're very welcome.

Niall: Feel better soon friend.

Harry: Thanks, Niall.

Niall: You're very welcome.

Harry: Bye.

Niall: Bye.