Michael's P.O.V.
I woke up with a stomachache, a really bad one. My stomach gurgled and I gagged into my hand. I gagged again and threw up into my hands. I started crying as I was retching loudly.
"Mum," I yelled.
I heard footsteps as I gagged again.
"Michael move your hands," Mum said, "I have a bucket."
I moved my hands and threw up into the bucket. I could feel her staring at me and I knew she grew even more worried when vomit started coming out of my nose. I cried even harder.
"Michael it's ok," she patted my back as I cried and threw up.
"It hurts," I cried as soon as I was finished throwing up.
"I'm sorry," she patted my back, "You'll be fine thought I promise."
I nodded.
"Now get some sleep."
"I can't sleep mum."
"And why not?"
"I have to write a new song and then I've got rehearsals with the boys tomorrow. We are gonna try the song that I'm writing."
"I think not. All I want right now is for my little Mikey to get some sleep and get better."
"Mum I'm not a little kid anymore."
"Says the boy who was just crying his eyeballs out."
"Well you try throwing up out of your mouth and nose at the same time. Trust me it's not as fun as it looks."
She chucked, "Get some rest."
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Sorry for taking for like forever and for this tiny one, but I will move right along, like I said it's gonna take me a long time (Even longer since school starts Tuesday) but I will try to write so don't delete plz
Thx :)
