Michael Clifford sickfics

Nerves

Request by @muke5eva. A doctor fic! Haven't done one of these in awhile! P.S, he's so fucking cute in that Twitcam where he plays Slenderman
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Michael woke up, not feeling all that well. He had a dull headache, his tummy was a little queasy, and he felt a little chilly. He stood up and wobbled a little, then he went wide eyed and started to panic. 'No.no.no.no.no.no!' He thought, he couldn't be sick, he had to go to school today and he was always really panicky when he was sick, not a good combination. Michael got dressed slowly, having to take deep breaths to calm himself down and keep the contents of his stomach where they were, he trudged downstairs and saw his brothers in the kitchen making breakfast, the smell of eggs and bacon making his tummy twist. He walked up behind his oldest brother Ashton and rested his forehead on his shoulder, the curly haired lad immediately felt how hot it was against his bare skin, "Mikey, sweets you're burning up." Ashton cooed and Michael groaned, wrapping an arm around his waist and Ashton pulled him in for a hug, "Do you think you're well enough to go to school?" He asked and Michael nodded, he felt like he wasn't, he felt dead to be honest, but he had a major algebra test today and he had to take it, he'd just go to the nurse and call home afterwards if he wasn't feeling any better or if he was feeling worse. "Yeah, I'm good." Michael yawned and rubbed his eyes like a tired kitten, "You sure?" Calum asked and Michael nodded as he grabbed a piece of bacon, eating it made his tummy twist but he had to get something in his belly if he was gonna be sick later, at least something other than bile is in there. "C'mon Mikey, you can't be late." Luke smiled and Michael ran his fingers through his blonde hair so he looked somewhat presentable as he grabbed backpack. "Bye guys." Michael mumbled as he and Luke walked to the car, the older blonde driving the younger blonde to school. Michael kept taking deep breaths and his limbs were shaky, "Hey, calm down. It's alright." Luke cooed and held Michael's shaky hand, Michael nodded, but he had a gut feeling that he wasn't gonna be alright. As soon as he got into school, he felt tears prick his eyes, he was fucking shaking as he walked to his first class, which just so happened to be algebra and with his best friend, Juliana. "Woah Mikey, what's wrong?" She asked as soon as he sat down and she got a good look at his pale face, "This what death must feel like." He huffed, feeling a tear roll down his cheek. "Mikey, why aren't you home? Your brothers are fucking doctors." Juliana asked, "I have to take this test, but I have a feeling anxiety is gonna make me fail." Michael mumbled, feeling a little dizzy and his vision beginning to spin. He started to panic, his breathing becoming fast and short, "Mikey, calm down." Juliana cooed and the teacher noticed this, walking over to Michael. "What's going on?" Mr.Schmidt, who let the students call him by his first name Kendall, "Michael's feeling a little ill and he has bad anxiety when he's sick." Juliana whispered and Michael let out a sob, "Michael, I need you to look at me." Kendall cooed and Michael looked at the teacher, "You need to relax Mike, you're gonna get sick." He cooed, "I can't see, the room is fucking spinning!" Michael sobbed and Kendall stood him up, having to hold him up so the boy didn't fall to the floor. Kendall took the shaky boy out of the room, "Michael, I need you to calm down okay?" He cooed and Michael tried to take deep breaths, but failing as more sobs racked his body, his vision was spinning and blurry, "I-I don't feel well." Michael whimpered and then started to sway on his feet, his vision going white before it went completely black and he fell forward, almost hitting the ground before Kendall caught him. He immediately pulled out his phone and called an ambulance, students were freaking out in the classroom as they heard sirens and Juliana rushed out, taking Michael from Kendall's arms and cradling him until a paramedic came through the door, who just so happened to be Calum. Calum began to panic when he saw his baby brother out cold in Juliana's arms. "What happened?" He asked and he walked over and picked Michael up, feeling the heat radiating off him. "He had a panic attack and passed out." Juliana explained and Calum nodded, thanking them before taking Michael to the ambulance. As soon as Michael was laid down in the ambulance, his eyes fluttered open and he whimpered at the pain in his tummy, he felt someone grab his hand and he saw Calum rubbing circles on his hand with his thumb, "Calum, I-I don't feel so good." Michael frowned and felt like he was gonna puke, "Oh no..." He mumbled before he rolled onto his side and puked up his tiny breakfast and stomach bile into the bucket next to the gurney, "I-it burns." Michael whimpered as he brought up nothing but bile. "It's okay Mikey, you'll be fine." Calum cooed and Michael groaned, holding his tummy and coughing up a little more bile before he rolled back onto his back. "Ooooooooooh." Michael moaned as he got an awful nauseating pain in his belly, "We're here Mikey, c'mon." Calum cooed and they slowly pulled the gurney out from the back, careful not to hurt Mikey's tummy even more. "Mikey, what hurts?" Ashton asked, "Every-everything." Michael whimpered as he taken into a hospital room. "What hurts the most?" Ashton asked as Michael got an IV in his hand, "My tummy." Michael sniffled as tears threatened to spill. Ashton immediately pulled the ill boy into a hug, letting him sob into his shirt. "Mikey, I know you're gonna hate this, but you need to eat something." Ashton cooed, "Noo-oo." Michael hiccuped, "Mikey, if you're gonna be sick, it's better to have something in your stomach to bring up. At least eat some soup or something." Ashton cooed and Michael sniffled, "Fine." He mumbled and Ashton laid him back down, or at least tried to, Michael gripped onto his shirt for dear life. "Mikey, you gotta let go." He chuckled, "No, wanna cuddle with my cuddle kangaroo." Michael babbled and snuggled into Ashton's chest, "Okay, if we cuddle, do you promise to eat some soup?" He asked, "I promise." Michael mumbled and Ashton waited for Michael to fall asleep, which was that long, before he laid him down in bed, pulling the blanket over him and kissed his forehead. "Feel better little bro." Ashton smiled and left the room.