Michael Clifford sickfics

Ghosts aren't real....right?

Request by @mrs_tomlinson,  I'm gonna make it a little creepier, add some noises and voices, just an fyi.
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Calum had convinced the guys to go to a house that was supposedly haunted, Michael didn't believe him at all. The house was supposed to have been owned by witches and haunted by their spirits, the black haired boy thought this was all bullshit. They walked in the dingy house and the room was almost pitch black, except for a single light bulb that kept flickering. The door shut behind them, making Michael jump a little, then he began to feel pressure on his chest and it got hard for him to breathe. "Michael,  you okay?" Calum asked as he heard the pale boy gasp for breath, "I can't breathe!" Michael panicked and they took him out of the room, thinking he was just getting claustrophobic. "Come out, come out wherever you are." A girl's voice echoed through Michael's head,  followed by a laugh, he starts racing around the room as he looks for the source of the voice, "Mikey,  what the fuck are you doing?" Luke laughed. "Looking for that girl." He mumbled and they all gave him a confused glance, "Didn't you hear her?" He asked and then got a sick feeling in his tummy, making him hunch over slightly and hug his tummy. "What's wrong?" Ashton asked, "I feel sick." Michael groaned and his tummy muscles clenched as it forced up his lunch, vomit spewed out of his mouth and clattered onto the floor. He paused for a second and gulped hard, "You alright mate?" Ashton asked and Michael nodded,  wiping his mouth with his hand and standing up straight. "Let's get out of here." He mumbled and he helped Michael walk out the room. As Michael left, he saw the painting on the wall move in his direction and a chill went up his spine, black spots filling his vision before completely passing out in Ashton's arms. Ashton took him in the car and laid him against his chest, lightly slapping his cheek to get him to wake up. Michael's eyes opened and he jolted up, "Ghosts aren't real.....right?" He asked in worry.