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Request by Vianca_Clifford. I'm gonna make Ashton kinda motherly, making it fluffier. Hope you enjoy :)
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Michael groggily walked downstairs, feeling like death. His head was pounding, his nose was stuffy and bright red, his chest was tight, he kept shivering, and his throat was sore. He sat down at the kitchen table with his bandmates and laid his head on the wooden table, groaning and sniffling. "What's wrong Mikey?" Calum asked, "I don't feel so good." Michael mumbled as he lifted his head up, resting his chin on his folded arms. Ashton's motherly instincts kicked in at the platinum blonde's words, his hand resting on Michael's forehead and he felt a high fever, the ill boy leaned into his touch as his cold hand felt good against his warm skin, frowning when he took his hand away. "Cal, can you get me a thermometer?" Ashton asked as Michael started coughing and Calum nodded, walking out of the room. Ashton played with Michael's hair and the younger boy smiled, closing his eyes and smiling as this was one of his favorite things when he was feeling under the weather or when he was sad, he sneezed into his elbow and Luke handed him a tissue, "Thanks." Michael mumbled and wiped his nose, sniffling and clutching the white paper in his hand. "What hurts Mikey?" Ashton cooed as he noticed the pained grimace on Michael's face, Calum coming back with the thermometer, "My throat and head." Michael croaked and opened his mouth, the thermometer being placed in and he frowned as the numbers got higher. It beeped and he took it out, his vision was cloudy so he couldn't read it and he handed it to Ashton. "104.1." Ashton read and Michael felt himself being lifted up, but his vision was blurry and hazy so he couldn't see much, he could just make out some shapes. He was laid down on his bed and then the room started to spin, "Ash! The room is spinning!" He cried and started panting, panicking. "Mikey, you need to calm down." Ashton cooed and Michael began hyperventilating, "It won't stop! Make it stop! Make it stop!" Michael cried and Ashton placed him on his lap, rocking side to side and rubbing his back. "Mikey, breathe baby its okay. Take deep breaths." Ashton cooed and Michael shivered roughly, beginning to calm down and he coughed again. Ashton started rubbing Michael's tummy softly, knowing it relaxed the pale boy and that's what he needed Michael to do right now, just take deep breaths and relax, despite the constant cold shudders that were shaking Michael's body. It only took about 10 minutes before Michael fell asleep in Ashton's arms, Ashton carefully laid him down on the bed and a whimper escaped the ill boy's lips, "No, no, go back to sleep Mikey. Shhhhhhhhh." Ashton cooed and pet Michael's hair, causing him to fall right back asleep. Michael curled up in a ball and snuggled into the pillow, he looked like a kitten with his sweater paws and messy bed-head, soft nasal snores escaping his lips. Michael woke up a few hours later and he felt worse, he was shaking slightly and his headache had intensified, causing a nauseous feeling in his tummy to appear, he felt like crying at the pain in his body, it was overwhelming for him. He started silently crying, which turned into suttle sobs and he choked on his spit, sending him into a harsh coughing fit. Ashton came into the room and saw Michael coughing into his fist, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink, the older boy sat next to him and rubbed his back, Michael stopped but began to hyperventilate, "Michael, breathe buddy breathe." Ashton cooed, "I-I-I can't!" Michael panicked and he felt dizzy as the room began to spin. "The room's spinning again!" He screamed as he started panicking more, his vision started going white and then everything went black as he collapsed onto his bed, out cold. "Michael!" Ashton shouted and picked the unconscious boy up, the platinum blonde limp in his arms, he ran downstairs with Michael in his arms, going into the car with Calum and Luke, driving Michael to the hospital.
Michael groaned, but didn't wake up as they pulled up to the hospital, Ashton carried him inside and they had to lay him down on a gurney before nurses took the pale boy away. His bandmates nervously waited in the waiting room, Ashton pacing back and forth so much that Calum had to force him to sit down, "Friends of Michael Clifford?" A nurse called and Ashton bolted up, "That's us." He stated as he referred to the 3 of them. "Mr.Clifford passed out do to a panic attack mixed with an asthma attack, it was too overwhelming for his system. He has a high fever of 104.3 and has been put on bed rest until it has lowered to a reasonable temperature." She explained and Ashton nodded, "May we see him?" He asked, "Yes, only one at a time because he's tired and still a little scared so be careful." She smiled and lead Ashton to Michael's room, creaking open the door and seeing a half conscious Michael laying in the white hospital bed, bundled up under a blanket and shivering. Ashton walked next to Michael and the pale boy whimpered, feeling truly awful and he was scared for his health to be completely honest. "Oh honey, it's okay. You'll be fine." Ashton cooed and played with Michael's platinum blonde hair, "I-I don't feel well." He sniffled and wiped his watery eyes, struggling to keep tears from falling. "I know Mikey, I'm sorry. They medecine they give you should make you get better faster." Ashton cooed, "But, I wanna get better nooooooow." He pouted like a child, "Sorry sweetie." Ashton smiled and Michael held his large hand in his smaller one, rubbing circles into Ashton's tan skin with his thumb. "Cal and Luke are gonna come in after me, but after that, I want you to get rest and I will be in the room with if you if that's what it takes for you to sleep okay?" Ashton explained and Michael nodded, "Could you sleep with me?" Michael mumbled as he let go of Ashton's hand, "Of course I could. I'll be back in a little bit." Ashton smiled and kissed his forehead, leaving the room and letting the two younger boy's visit Michael one at a time then keeping his promise and spending the night with Michael in the hospital room that night, Michael cuddled up to his side as he slept.