Michael Clifford sickfics

Bus sick

Michael
The bus was driving over a bumpy road, in the middle of a shitty storm. As we can all assume, my tummy did not like this combination as it decided to have burning pains surging through it through each bump and shake that hit the bus. I sat curled up in a ball in the corner of the couch in my mancave, Luke and Calum playing FIFA while Ashton sat on the far end with headphones on. I had my headphones in and blasting music, wanting my tummy to stop sloshing and gargling as roughly as it was and I screwed my eyes shut at the rumbling noise as the bus hit a big bump. I felt someone softly shake my shoulder and I groaned, taking an earbud out but still keeping my eyes shut, "What?" I asked with my arms wrapped around my torso. "You alright Mikey?" I heard Luke ask and I shook my head, "What's wrong?" Calum asked this time. "Tummy hurts." I mumbled, they probably didn't hear me. "You gonna be sick?" Ashton asked, "Maybe later." I mumbled and put my other earbud in. The bus hit another rough bump and I felt my belly jolt, "Oh shit....." I mumbled as I took my earbuds and I sat up, immediately regretting it as a rough gag racked my body. "Shit!" I cursed and ran to the bathroom, hovering over the toilet and breathing fast and heavy. Out of nowhere, vomit spewed out of my mouth and nose and clattered into the toilet, "Fuck!" I sobbed and I started coughing violently, gagging hard once again after my short fit. My legs just kinda gave out and I fell against the bathroom wall, "Michael? Are you okay?" I heard Ashton asked and I felt Michael belly jolt. "Oh fuck no!" I cursed and scrambled to the toilet, puking my guts out. I heard the automatic door slowly open and I began panting, no longer vomiting and resting my forehead on the rim of the toilet. "Holy shit Mike." Ashton muttered but was loud enough for me to hear and I groaned, my belly burned and my throat felt raw from getting sick. "I-it hurts Ash." I whimpered and fell back into someone's arms, I looked up and saw Ashton running his fingers through my hair.  "You done Mike?" He asked and I weakly nodded, he picked me up bridalstyle and flushed the toilet with his foot, laying me down in my bunk and I pulled the tan blanket up to my chin, curling into a ball and burying myself in it. "Call us if you need anything." Ashton smiled and I nodded against the pillow, shutting my eyes and breathing deeply through my nose at an attempt to keep the contents of my tummy down,  which it thankfully worked and I fell asleep.