Michael Clifford sickfics

Photoshoot

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Michael
I trudged inside the building for where we were doing our photoshoot, I had to do this because it was for the album and there was no way we cod reschedule this. I woke up feeling like crap, my head hurt and my tummy was killing me,  but like I said, I have to do this today no matter what. I was shivering and crossed my arms over my chest to keep warm, plus I was wearing a sweater and I felt sweat on my neck. "Mike, you look terrible." Calum commented, "I know, I feel it." I sniffled. "Why are you here then?" He asked, "We can't reschedule this, it's just a small cold. I'll be fine." He smiled, but my pounding head and aching tummy disagreed. "Michael!" Our photographer, Vanessa, smiled. I got up and walked over to the background, pulling funny faces as the cameras flash flooded my vision and made my headache become a migraine. I stuck my tongue out and felt bile creeping up my throat, I made a signal with my hands telling Vanessa to stop before running off to the bathroom. "Michael!" I heard Calum shout, but I didn't stop running, I pushed open the singular bathroom door and hovered over the toilet, puking my guts out into the bowl. "Shit...." I trailed off as I wiped some sweat of my forehead with my sweater sleeve, I felt someone rub circles in my back as the next round of vomit shot out of my mouth and splashed into the bowl, I had one arm wrapped around my tummy and the other one held my up as I hovered over the toilet bowl. I took a deep breath and gulped hard, "You done?" Calum asked and I nodded. "So, this is just 'a small cold' right?" He smirked as I rinsed out my mouth, I flipped him off as I spit the water out. "Get in the car and management will drive you home." He demanded and I nodded, too tired to argue. I walked out to the car and sat inside, still shivering and sweating even when I entered the house. I flopped down onto the couch and moaned into the couch cushion,  closing my eyes and dozing off.

I woke up to feel another body on top of me, I open my eyes to see Calum with his arms around my waist and laying on top of me, "Calum, what the fuck are you doing?" I coughed. "Giving you feel better cuddles." He replied, "At least cuddle correctly instead of laying on me." I groaned and he shifted so he was laying behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest, "Jesus Mikey, you're boiling." He commented. "It's freezing, are you kidding?" I sniffled and a chill ran up my spine, making me shiver. "Go back to sleep idiot." He whispered and I playfully kicked his shin, "Ow!" He whined and I rolled my eyes, then closing them and falling asleep in his arms.