Michael Clifford sickfics

Meet and greet

Request by @Harry_Styles_4_life
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Maddie
"Babe, I'm A-Okay. It's just a tinie tiny cold." Michael tried convincing me that he wasn't too sick to go to a meet and greet, but he had a fever and I could hear his belly gargling last night after he fell asleep. "No you're not. You have a high fever." I argued, "How do you know that? Have you taken my temperature?" He asked. "No, but you're skin feels like hot coals when I touch it." I sassed, "Okay, how about I go to the meet and greet, but if I start to feel worse.... I'll call you." He proposed and I bit my lip in thought, "Alright fine, go make some people's day." I smiled and he kissed my head before practically skipping out the door, driving to the meet and greet. I pulled out my phone and called Calum, explaining Michael's plan to him. "Well, instead of that bullshit. If you see him struggling or looking worse, call me and I'll get him." I smiled and Calum agreed before hanging up.

My ringtone snapped me out of my focus of my TV show and I picked it up, "Do I have to get him?" I laughed and heard a gag in the background, making me worry. "Yes, he's with me and security vomiting into a bucket." Calum sighed and I frowned, "I want Maddie!" I heard Michael sob and my heart broke. "I'll be there in a few minutes." I rushed out and hung up, going to my car and driving as fast as I could. I got out of the car and saw Calum waiting outside for me, "Is he okay?" I asked and he just bit his lip, taking me inside and leading me past a group of fans, "See for yourself." I sighed and my heart shattered at the sight of Michael. His black hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, he was hunched over in a chair with his hands pressed against his tummy and a pained grimace on his face, tears still falling down his cheeks as he stared down into the orange bucket infront of him. Luke sat next to him and motioned for me to come over, I walked over and rubbed circles in his back. "I don't feel good Maddie." He whimpered and I bent down, moving some black hairs from his face and kissing his temple. "Let's get you home sweetie." I cooed and looked at the others, "Can you help me get him to the car?" I whispered and they nodded, Calum took one arm and Ashton took the other, helping Michael stand and walk to the car, then Luke offered to come with us so he could help me get Michael into the house and I gladly agreed. Michael laid down in the back of the car, sleeping on the leather seats for the 2 hour drive. "How long did he last?" I asked, "About an hour before he looked really drained, then he ran off and Calum followed him. And you know the rest." Luke explained and I sighed as I pulled up in the driveway, I turned around in my seat and rubbed Michael's arm, making him groan as he woke up. I got out of the car and Luke picked Michael up bridalstyle, taking him inside and laying him on the couch. "Thanks Luke." I smiled and hugged him goodbye, letting him take my car to the meet and greet. I sat next to Michael and he had buried himself in his comforter, he rested his head on my lap and I played with his hair, "I'm sorry." He sniffled. "It's fine Mikey, you didn't want to let the fans down." I cooed and he curled into a ball, planting a kiss on my leg and I heard a quiet snore, seeing Michael had fallen asleep. I kissed his temple and layer my head back, falling asleep as well.