Michael has been counting the days until Halloween since September 1st. Halloween was one of his favorite holidays, right up there with Thanksgiving and Christmas. He found a plain red and black superhero costume that had fit him perfectly when he bought it, hut he has gained weight since then and the costjme, well was a bit tight.
"Mikey, hurry up!" Ashton laughed from downstairs, "Calm your undeveloped tits! I'm coming!" Michael laughed back as he pulled the tight Mike-ro-wave costume on. He put the black gloves and mask on then looked in the mirror, his belly was streching the fabric and made his gut and love handles really noticeable, suddenly making the black haired boy feel insecure. He grabbed the pillowcase he was using for candy and went downstairs, seeing his four best friends also dressed up as superheroes. "Look it's Mike-ro-wave!" Luke smiled in his Dr.Fluke costume, Michael giggled at the blonde boy's smile. "Let's go get some caaaandy." Calum sang and Michael chuckled, walking out the door with his four best friends. As their bags filled with candy, Michael couldn't help but grimace at the thought of all the sugary contents he had received go into his already round belly and make it tounder. "Hey mate you okay? Normally you'd be eating as we walked." Luke chuckled, "I don't know." Michael mumbled and stopped walking, making everyone else stop. Michael stared at his waist, his belly sticking out in front of him. "I'm kinda surprised the costume hasn't ripped yet is all." "What?" All his friends said at once, "Don't 'what' me, I mean look at this gross thing." Michael sighed and pinched his belly, grimacing as he did so. "Michael you're beautiful." Ashton smiled and Luke hugged the insecure boy from behind, his thumbs rubbing Michael's belly. "You're just saying that......" He trailed off, "No, we aren't. Michael you're gorgeous, hell you're fucking perfect. So what if the costume is a little tight around your tummy, you're still beautiful." Calum smiled and Michael blushed, then ate bite size Crunch bar was shoved into his mouth, making him laugh as he ate the chocolate. "Now let's go home and eat this crap until we get sick!" Michael laughed and began running home, his bandmates behind him. About an hour later, Michael was still eating countless candies from his bag whilst he was now about halfway through with his once full pillowcase. Calum walked by Michael and grabbed the pillowcase from Mike-ro-wave, "Hey!" Michael laughed. "You're gonna puke soon Mike." He chuckled and Michael shrugged, eating the candy he had already in his mouth. The band was doing a sleepover that night, so when everyone went to sleep; Michael snuck his pillowcase into his bed and ate most of the candy. In the end, chocolate smeared his face and his tummy was struggling to digest all the sugary contents he had consumed moments ago. He put the bag down and put a hand on his belly, he was now in a white shirt and sweats, his white shirt pulled above his belly so he could rub the mound of flesh to ease the gargling pain. "Oooooooooooh." Michael moaned into his pillow, to try and keep his bandmates asleep. But, Calum was a light sleeper and heard the pained moan that emitted from his black haired friend, he saw the candy wrappers filling the waistbin next to the bed and he nodded to himself, figuring out why Michael was moaning and groaning. Calum got up from his sleeping bag on the floor and walked over to Michael's bed, "Hey Mike-ro-wave." He whispered and the stuffed boy rolled over. "What did you do?" Calum chuckled as he saw the chocolate smeared on his best friend's face, "I kinda ate too much." Michael blushed and then grimaced whilst wrapping his arm around his stuffed gut. "Way too much." He moaned and Calum chuckled, laying next to his friend and pulling him to his chest, rubbing his sore stomach. "That better?" He whispered and Michael moaned in response, feeling the pain dull down slightly and his eyelids became heavy. "Go to sleep Mike-ro-wave." Calum smiled and Michael was out like a light in seconds.
