This is for Writeroftomorrow. I know I do a lot for her but she's like the best person ever right now for me. She's life, not even kidding. Love you!!!!!!
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Michael sat on the couch in his mancave, well man/womancave. Zainab was the only other one in there because you can have sex in the mancave. Zainab was laid in between Michael's legs as the two of them played LOL, their curse words echoing the room. Michael thought it would be a good idea to have a little sugar fest today, so he got frosted cookies, candies, soda, donuts, cupcakes, he just went all out. Of course, the both of them pigged out, but Z thinks Michael is going a little over board. "Michael, you're gonna get sick." She chuckled, "I'll be fine." He smiled and kissed her head, taking a swig from a soda bottle. Zainab paused the game and grabbed a cupcake, "Hey!" Michael laughed but a pink frosted cupcake was shoved in his face. "Yeah?" Z asked and Michael continued laughing, licking the frosting off his face. "Can we play more now?" He asked and Zainab shook her head, "You have to go to the studio soon." She smiled and Michael pouted. "Hey, it's your job!" She laughed and Michael shrugged, eating the last powdered donut and washing it down with the rest of his Coke. Zainab and Michael walked downstairs hand in hand, going into the car with the other three band members. Michael sat all the way in the back so him and Zainab could have privacy, she noticed Michael getting a little paler as the car moved. "Did you go overboard?" She asked, "No, I'm fine." He stated, not admitting defeat quiet yet. "Okay." Z rolled her eyes and Michael rested his head on her shoulder, "Can you rub my belly?" He asked her and she nodded, pulling him closer and snaking her arm around his waist and rubbed his small yet fairly round belly. "Fine my ass." She whispered and he chuckled, "I'm fine." He argued. About an hour later, they were stuck in traffic and Michael was shaking Zainab, who had dozed off. "Babe...." He trailed off and she rubbed her eyes, then seeing how pale her boyfriend looked. "I don't feel so good." He panted, clutching his tummy tightly. "This food won't stay down much longer." He whimpered and then his hand flew to his pocket, where he had secretly put a plastic bag in. He quickly opened it and gagged into it, Zainab held the bag under his mouth as he continued gagging over it. "Come up already." He cried and let out a wet burp, then his stomach released its contents into the bag. He continued retching into the bag, "Can you pull over soon?" She asked and Ashton nodded, pulling over as soon as he could and Michael jumped out of the car, running to a tree and puking more onto the ground. Zainab tied up the bag and threw it away before walking over to Michael, rubbing his back. "I told you so." She smirked, "Fuck you." He groaned and puked once more. "Car sick?" Ashton asked and Michael shook his head, "More like 'I ate too much sugar and drank too much soda and now it's coming back up' sick ." Zainab sighed and Michael huffed before standing up and resting his head onto the brown eyed girl's shoulder. "How much more?" He groaned, "Another hour or so." Luke shrugged and Michael groaned. "You gonna make it?" She asked and Michael shrugged, but he did make the rest of the drive without puking because he slept on Zainab's lap.
