Anne's POV: " Harry is sick with the stomach flu and he feels pretty bad, he hasn't been able to keep anything down, every time he drinks something or eat something, he throws it back up. So I'm going to try and give him some Pedialyte advance health because he needs to stay hydrated. "
Harry's POV: " Right now, I am in the bathroom throwing up, I haven't been able to keep anything down. My mum has been up with me every night and all night, she has been cleaning out buckets that I have been throwing up in once they are half full, I'm ready to feel better already. "
Anne: " Harry are you finished? " she asks him from outside of the bathroom.
Harry: " No. " he says from the other side of the bathroom door.
Anne: " Are you still throwing up? " she asks Harry through the bathroom door.
Harry: " No but I am still having diarrhea. " he says with his arms wrapped around his stomach.
Anne: " Sweetie, I have to go to work, I left you a bottle of Pedialyte in the fridge for you. " she says to Harry.
Harry: " Okay. " he says to his mom.
Anne: " This is the only option I have for you to get you to hydrate because you are really dehydrated. " she say to her son.
Harry: " Okay. " he says noticing that he was done having diarrhea and wiping himself really well and the flushing the toilet, washing his hands and spraying the bathroom before walking out.
Anne: " Sweetie, you look terrible. " she says to her son looking at him.
Harry: " Mum, I feel so weak. " he says to his mum with tears in his eyes.
Anne: " Do you need help? " she says putting her stuff down.
Harry: " Yes. " he says barely being able to stand up on his own without needing to lean on something or someone.
Anne: " Okay sweetie. " she says helping him get up from the couch.
Harry: " Thanks. " he says to his mum ahead of time.
Anne: " You're Welcome Sweetie. " she says to Harry.
Harry: " Ugh. " he groans feeling a pain in his head.
Anne: " I got you sweetie, put all of your weight on me and we'll take it one step at a time. " she says to her son.
Harry: " Okay. " he says doing what his mom said.
Gemma: " Mum, do you need help? " she asks her mum from the top of the stairs.
Anne: " No, I got it. " she says to her daughter.
Gemma: " Okay. " she says going back to what she was doing.
Harry: " Mum, I'm gonna throw up again. " he says warning his mum.
Anne: " We are at the top of the stairs, just a few more steps. " she says to her son.
Before Harry could say anything, he gags in his hand causing Anne to ask Gemma to grab the rubbish bin in the bathroom.
Anne: " Gemma, can you grab the rubbish bin in the bathroom; Harry is about to throw up again." She says to Gemma.
Gemma: " Okay. " she says grabbing the rubbish bin that was in the bathroom getting ready to hand it to her mum but rushing to hold the bin under her brothers mouth catching what was coming out of his mouth.
Anne: " We are in your bedroom, just a few more steps. " she says guiding Harry to his bedroom and to his bed not letting go of him until they are now sitting on Harry's bed.
Harry: " Hmmm. " he groans from the pain in his head and stomach.
Anne: " I'm gonna wipe your hands. " she says grabbing Harry's towel to put soap and water on his towel squeezing that excess water and soap off the towel just enough for it to still be wet and soapy, and going back to his room and wiping his hands.
Harry: " I want to lay down. " he says to his mum.
Anne: " After I dry your hands, you can lay down. " she says going to the bathroom to rinse Harry's towel off and then hanging it to dry and then grabbing a towel to dry his hands off.
Anne: " Harry, I gotta go; I am really late for work. " she says finishing what she was doing and then kissing him on the cheek and walking down the stairs picking up her things and then grabbing her keys and driving to work.
Harry: " I'm exhausted. " he says yawning.
Gemma: " How about you go to sleep, and I'll be back with some Pedialyte and put it in you mini fridge. " she says to her brother.
Harry: " Okay but don't you have work? " he asks his sister laying down now.
Gemma: " Yes but I'll call in. " she says to her brother.
Harry: " You don't have to, dad is here. " he says to Gemma yawning again.
Gemma: " I know but dad is really busy with work. " she says to Harry.
Harry: " But..." He says to Gemma.
Gemma: " No buts, I'm calling in and that is final. " she says to Harry sounding firm.
Harry: " Fine. " he says to Gemma feeling too tired to argue.
Gemma: " Now go to sleep. " she says to her brother.
Harry: " Okay. " he says falling asleep instantly.
Gemma's POV: " My little brother Harry is sick with the stupid stomach bug, and he has it pretty bad, I was helping mum with Harry because he had started throwing up again, but it was just bile, he is dehydrated and so he has to drink Pedialyte; he hasn't been able to keep anything down. "
Lisa: " Hello. " she says on the phone.
Gemma: " Hi Lisa, it's Gemma. " she says to her boss.
Lisa: " Gemma, where are you? " she says firmly.
Gemma: " I'm still at home. " she says to her boss.
Lisa: " You are supposed to be here at the office. " she says sternly.
Gemma: " I know but my little brother Harry is sick with the stomach bug, and he has it really bad. " she says to her boss.
Lisa: " Okay, so what does this have to do with you not being in the office. " she says to her.
Gemma: " Well, I was calling to let you know that I won't be coming into work today because I am taking care of my little brother. " she says with respect to her boss.
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Harry Styles Sick In School
RandomThis is a book about Harry Styles Going To Public Schools And Having To Get Picked Up Early or having to leave early From School because he has been getting sick almost all the time.
