Michael Clifford sickfics

Cally?

Request by iluvbands0048

Oh hey!

Okay listen up, I'm going to be ending these when I end my WG oneshots. Which will be rather soon.

So any last minute requests will be done!!!

Okay but Malum playing a horror game and Michael being a total wuss the entire time was something I have been wanting FOREVER

He probably had a nightmare and needed to cuddle Calum because he was scared

Aaaaaand I just hit myself in the feels

Fetus Malum fluff!!!

Are you ready????

No you're not

Don't lie

Anways........
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Michael was sat in Biology class, next to Calum and he had his head leaned on his shoulder, getting lost into the lecture and just ignoring the teacher all together. The 16 year old hadn't been feeling well all day, his stomach whirling around, his head throbbed with a migraine, he was sweating, shivering every so often too, and his throat burned terribly. The brunette noticed how warm Michael felt and he put his hand on his forehead, only to have the pale boy push it away gently. "Mikey, you don't look too good." Calum whispered to him, "M'fine Cally." Michael smiled and the belly rang, making Michael get up and put his backpack over his shoulders, his face paling slightly amd he swallowed hard, it looking like he was forcing a golf ball down his throat. "Mikey, are you sure you're okay?" Calum asked, "Y-yeah, just a little blah." Michael lied and then he went wide eyed, rushing out of the room and Calum tried to follow him, but the school hallways were too crowded to catch up to him, causing him to loose Michael. Calum thought for a moment and headed to the nearest bathroom, figuring Michael was going to be or was being sick, he went to the bathroom door and heard a painful sounding retch, followed by a sob and his heart sank, causing him to go inside. "Mikey, you in here sweet?" Calum called, "C-Cally?" Michael croaked and Calum went into the handicap stall, seeing Michael leaning over the toilet, hugging his belly and breathing heavy. "I-I-I do-on't feel g-good Cally, I-" Michael began, cut off by a rough gag and he let out a small puppy like cry. "Oh honey." Calum cooed, sitting next to him and rubbing his shaking back for him. "I-i-it burns." Michael coughed, his belly gurgling loudly and it echoed through the room, "Mmmmmmmm." Michael moaned and pressed his hands into his bloated belly. He would always swell up a bit whenever is tummy was upset, it making Calum's heart break as he saw how swollen he was this time. "How long have you been feeling like this Mikey?" The brunette asked as he ran his fingers through Michael's blonde fringe, "M-my belly was a-aching yesterday, but it went away last night, but it came back t-th-this morning." Michael choked out, gagging roughly in between words as his breathing became quicker, trying to keep himself from puking. "I don't wanna! Don't wanna!" Michael cried as he panted rapidly, "Shhhhh, sweetie, you need to let it out, it'll help." He cooed and Michael shook his head, but his body didn't obey as he put his head into the toilet and brought up everything he ate in the past 24 hours. "Oh god you poor thing." Calum whispered as the ill boy continued bringing up his stomach contents, it obviously hurting him loads. Michael finally stopped and fell back into Calum's lap, breathing heavy and slow, "Cally?" He croaked as he closed his eyes, rather delirious due to his high fever. "I'm right here baby, it's okay, you're okay." Calum cooed, "W-wanna g-go-o h-ho-home." Michael hiccuped and Calum flushed the toilet, "You wanna go home and get some rest?" The Kiwi cooed and Michael weakly nodded, "F-feel funny......." Michael trailed off as Calum took him to the nurse, "I know baby, you'll feel better soon." He cooed and stroked Michael's boiling cheek as he laid down on the plastic covered cot, reaching for the blanket and Calum laid the fluffy white fabric ontop of him, making Michael curl into a ball and clutch it tightly. "You're mum is gonna come get you okay sweetie?" He cooed, "Cally coming too?" Michael croaked as he held Calum's tan hand, "Yes, Cally is coming too."