Michael Clifford sickfics

Sick night out

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Michael
I laced up my combat boots and stood up, feeling nauseous. The doorbell rang and I looked in the mirror, fixing my black hair and straightening my denim jacket before answering the door. I opened the door and saw Luke in a black denim jacket, black skinnies, a plain black shirt, and combat boots. "Look at you, all sexy." I smirked and felt my stomach churning,  "You okay babe?" He asked and put his hands on my hips. "Y-yeah I'm fine." I smiled and pecked his cheek, he pecked my forehead and gave me a worrying look. "I'm fine babe." I smiled and he took my hand, we drove for awhile and each turn my tummy turned also and I got even more nauseous. Luke pulled up to a nice but casual resturaunt and we walked inside, the smell of Italian food hit me and my belly leaped. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom to wash up okay?" I rushed out and sped walked to the bathroom, I walked into the handicap stall and began panting to keep the contents of my tummy down,  but that didn't work and sickness bubbled up my throat, I leaned over the toilet and threw up everything I had eaten today, feeling dizzy and nauseous as I puked up more, I paused for a second and gulped hard. "Mikey, you alright?" I heard Luke ask, "No, I'm ruining our date." I whimpered and Luke walked into the stall. "Aw, kitten." He frowned and I sobbed from the pain in my tummy and for ruining our date. "Lukey, I'm so sorry. I ruined our fucking date." I sobbed and turned to Luke,  "Mikey, you didn't ruin anything. You don't feel good, it's fine." Luke cooed and put his cool hand on my forehead, it felt good against my skin and I leaned into his touch, "You've got a fever. Aw, my poor little sick kitten." He cooed and hugged me. "I'm still sorry." I frowned as Luke flushed the toilet and took my hand, "Don't be. You can't control when you get sick." He cooed and drove me home. I jumped out of the car and felt sickness shoot up my throat, I leaned over the grass and vomit shot out of my mouth. Luke came over and rubbed my back as I continued gagging and puking, "Idon'tfeelsogood." I rushed out before barfing more. I stopped and gulped hard, "You done babe?" He asked and I weakly nodded. He scooped me up and took me inside the house, carrying me to my room and laying me down in bed where I fell asleep right when my head hit the pillow.

I woke up and groggily sat up, immediately felt my stomach muscles clench. I trudged down the stairs and saw Luke in the kitchen, eating cereal at the kitchen counter. "Hey beautiful,  how ya feeling today?" He asked and walked over to me, kissing my forehead. "A little better, tummy still hurts though." I smiled, "Well, I'm gonna take care of you until it doesn't." He smiled, kissing my cheek to avoid catching what I have. "Do you want anything?" He asked, "Water and cuddles." I stated and he giggled, "I'll meet you on the couch to cuddle you and watch Pokémon, sound good?" He smiled and I nodded walking to the couch and turning on Pokémon as I laid down, Luke walked over with a bottle of water and handed it to me, I moved over so he could sit behind me and I could lay in between his legs. I took a few sips and put the now closed bottle down, feeling Luke snake his hands under my shirt and rub my tummy,  I smiled and closed my eyes, drowsiness taking over as I fell asleep in his arms.