Michael Clifford sickfics

Food poisoning

Michael
As soon as we got home from the resturaunt, I jumped out of the car and ran inside, slamming open the bathroom door and puking into the toilet. Calum, Ashton, and Luke all walked in and could practically feel the worried looks on their faces as I continued retching into the toilet nonstop. I would barely have breaks to breathe as vomit shot out of my mouth. I was breathing heavily for whatever I ate to stay down and luckily, it did finally. "Ugh, I feel like shit." I groaned and flushed the toilet, turning around and seeing my bandmates standing at the doorway. "What just happened?" Luke asked, "I knew I shouldn't have eaten that chicken, it looked kinda weird." I moaned and rubbed my tummy. "I'm just gonna laid down, don't worry about me." I smiled and walked to my room, laying under the blankets and pulling the blanket over me.
I woke up and felt the urge to puke again, seeing a sick bucket next to the bed and I leaned over it, hurling into the plastic bin for about 20 minutes. Whatever was in that chicken, doesn't want me alive anymore.