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"Have you seen me eat Niall?" Michael laughed, currently in an argument with the 1D member over who could eat the most. "Yes I have and I can eat more." The blonde smirked, "I'm the King of eating. I have a stomach of steel." He patted his tummy and Michael bit back the fit of laughter that threatened to come out. "I can eat better than anyone on this planet and I can beat you any day of the week!" Michael exclaimed and a light bulb went off in his mind. "Let's settle this, eating contest. Whoever eats more and is bigger in the end, wins." Michael poked Niall's chest with his finger, a little shorter than the Irish boy. "Fine, be prepared to lose Clifford." He smirked and the black haired boy scoffed, "You're on Horan!" Michael exclaimed and their bandmates had prepared them a eating contest of desserts. Brownies, cookies, chocolates, cakes, cupcakes, and donuts filling the kitchen table as they walked in, Michael and Niall stood on opposite sides of the table with their bandmates next to them, Michael shoved a handful of chocolate in his mouth and Niall stuffed brownies in his mouth, the 5sos boys kept yelling encouraging words to Michael whilst the 1D boy's were shouting the same thing to Niall, chanting "Eat!" over and over again. The neighbors were probably wondering what the hell was going on, but they would never guess that an Aussie and an Irishman would be stuffing themselves silly with desserts. Niall was getting kinda full and was chewing slower, but Michael was still shoveling handfuls of cake into his mouth, his belly growing with each bite he swallowed, Niall stopped for a second to unbutton his jeans before shoving more cookies in his mouth, Michael gulped down the brownie he had in his mouth before he felt pressure be taken off his gut, he looked down and saw his button had popped off. "I'm done." He heard Niall sigh and he looked up, seeing the blonde boy on the floor and rubbing his bloated tummy, muffling a burp with his fist, the 1D boy's wide eyed at their bandmate. Michael grabbed the gallon of milk that was on the table and jumped onto the kitchen table, chugging the gallon and his belly growing as the milk flowed down his throat, "Told you I'm better at eating!" He exclaimed as he finished the gallon. "I'M the King of eating." He smirked and got off the table, stumbling back a little because there was so much extra weight on his front. Michael sat down in the closest chair and rubbed his bulging belly, it sitting firmly on his lap, then muffling a huge burp with his fist and huffing, "You alright Mike?" Ashton asked. "Kinda, my belly hurts now." He admitted and was picked up by the curly haired lad, carried to his bedroom and was laid down on his bed, falling asleep as he rubbed his protruding belly in large circles.
