Michael Clifford sickfics

Wheelchair

Michael is still in highschool and isn't in a band because Luke, Calum, and Ashton are all doctors as well as being his brothers. He's only 16 whilst the others are all their normal ages now.
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Michael
I walked home, knowing my brothers probably weren't home and I knew for sure my parents weren't home since they didn't care about us. I opened the door and dropped my backpack on the floor, going to the couch and turning on the TV, seeing a man standing on his head. "I could do that." I laughed and stood up, putting my head on the floor and pushing my legs up. I flopped back onto my back and my right foot crashed against the stereo system and it fell forward onto my ankle, I felt it crack and pop under the speakers weight and I screamed in pain, hot tears filling my eyes as I struggled to move the heavy black stereo off my most likely broken foot, but I couldn't I was stuck. I went into my pocket and dialed Luke's number, knowing he would answer it. "L-Luke?" I coughed, pained sobs racking my body. "Mikey what's wrong?" He asked frantically, "I broke my ankle or something. I don't know, i-it just hurts really bad and the stereo fell on my ankle and I can't get up. I-I-I need help." I sobbed into the phone, "I'll send an ambulance over. We'll be there in a minute okay?" He cooed, "O-o-okay." I sobbed and he hung up. My head was starting to hurt from crying so hard and I waited for the ambulance, I heard sirens and let out a sigh of relief. "Mikey?" I heard Luke call and I tried speaking, but a choked sob came out instead. I heard him rush into the living room and felt the stereo get lifted off my ankle, I tried to sit up but searing pains went through my ankle and I sobbed. "OOOOOOOOOOOWW!" I screamed, Luke picked me up bridalstyle and took me to the ambulance outside, laying me on a gurney and taking my combat boot off my left foot, I sobbed harder as the shoe was slowly slid off my foot, then seeing how swollen it was made me gasp. They put me into the back of the ambulance and we're about to shut the doors, "No! Lukey!" I sobbed and he climbed into the ambulance. He held my hand and wiped my tears away, "Squeeze my hand and take deep breaths okay?" He cooed and I nodded, taking deep breaths through my nose and squeezing Luke's hand. "Mikey, you're so gonna hate me for this." Luke sighed and put on latex gloves, "Wh-why?" I sniffled and Luke rolled up my sleeve, rubbing an alchol pad on my pale skin. "I need to give you anesthesia. Through a shot love." He explained and when the word 'shot' left his mouth, I gasped and jerked my arm away. "Mikey, you need the shot." He frowned and I rapidly shook my head, "No! No shot!" I cried. "Michael. It will ease the pain and we're going to examine your foot later, so if you want the pain to be there when we grab it and move it around then I won't give you the shot." He shrugged, "I hate you." I sighed and gave him my arm, whimpering when I felt the needle go into my skin and then sighing when it left my skin. After a few minutes, I felt woozy and the room was spinning a little. The ambulance stopped moving and the doors opened, Ashton and Calum standing outside. "Ash!Cal!" I giggled and Luke took the gurney out of the ambulance it bouncing lightly when it hit the ground, "Bouncy." I giggled and then yawned. "I'm sweepy." I pouted like a baby, rubbing my eyes sith my fists. "Go to sleep Mikey, you'll be all better when you wake up okay?" Calum smiled, "Okie *yawn* dokie." I yawned and closed my eyes, falling asleep in seconds.

I woke up in a hospital bed, an IV was in my hand and a bright pink cast was on my foot and calf. "Hey Mikey, how ya feeling?" Ashton smiled as he walked in, "Woozy and a little icky." I giggled. "That's the meds, you'll be a little loopy for awhile and you'll feel nauseous too." He smiled and ran his hand through my blonde fringe, "Do you wanna know what we did to your ankle?" He asked and I rapidly shook my head, "Do you want anything?" "Um....I'm kinda hungry." I smiled. "We can go to the cafeteria. Does that sound good?" He asked and I nodded, he brought a wheelchair over to the bed and lifted me up from my underarms, placing me in the chair. "How'd you break it anyway?" He asked and I blushed, "Um.... I saw a guy on TV doing a head stand and thought 'I could do that' so I did and yeah." I blushed and Ashton laughed. "You're such a dork." He chuckled and I shrugged, sticking my tongue out and trying to touch my nose. "What're you doing?" He asked, "I'm trying to touch my nose with my tongue." I stated and tried again, furrowing my eyebrows in concentration. "Be thankful I love you." He laughed and I shrugged again, continuing with my nose-touching attempts.