Stage Situations

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by graydaniel

by graydaniel

Request by Mad_Dog_17

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Anyways............
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Michael woke up feeling rather ill, his tummy was turning, his head was spinning, his throat itched, his muscles were sore, and he was chilly. Michael got up and trudged downstairs, shivering slightly as he was in a just a baggy tshirt and pajama bottoms, "Ashton?" He called and the honey blonde walked in. "Mikey, you don't look too good." He cooed and Michael whimpered, "Tummy hurts." He pouted and Ashton felt his forehead, frowning at the fever he had and Michael coughed weakly, "Don't feel good." He sniffled and Ashton hugged him gently as if he was made of glass. "Get some rest sweetie, do you still wanna do the concert tonight?" Ashton cooed and Michael nodded, "My mum is gonna be there." He whispered and Ashton nodded, kissing his cheek before the pale boy went upstairs to get rest. Michael curled up under the balnket, closing his eyes and passing out cold under the comforter, his illness making him lethargic. Ashton knew that Michael wanted only him to know, Luke and Calum freaked out when he was sick, thinking he needed help walking to the fucking bathroom. Michael was so fucking glad that Ashton babies him but not too intense like the others, just giving him some brotherly love and that's all he needed. So, being the good friend he is, just told Luke and Calum that Michael's insomnia was acting up last night, making it difficult for him to sleep so he was trying to get some sleep now, which they thankfully believed. It was only after 4 hours that Michael wobbled downstairs and hugged Ashton tightly, sniffling and Ashton took him out of the room, into the bathroom and as soon as Ashton closed the door, Michael broke down into quiet sobs. "I-I-I do-on't feel g-good." Michael hiccuped, Ashton holding him close to his chest and rocking him side to side, knowing the black haired boy always needed to be held when he was like this. "You're okay sweetie, you're okay shhhhh." Ashton whispered as Michael sniffled and hiccuped, "What's bothering you the most sweetheart?" The honey blonde cooed, "T-tummy." Michael whimpered and Ashton took him to his bedroom, locking the door and laying down with him, rubbing his sour stomach and Michael closed his eyes, enjoying the soothing feeling as he slowly fell back asleep, snoring softly and Ashton kissed his forehead, worried about the younger boy as he was always in bad pain every time he got sick. It was a few minutes before the concert and Ashton saw Michael taking some medecine out of the corner of his eye, hoping Michael took the right amount and didn't take too much, the older boy walked over and hugged Michael gently, making him smile as they went onstage. Michael was playing fine for most of the show, beaming with joy as he saw his mum and dad in the front row. But, as it got near the end, he started to get light headed and drowsy as he began swaying on his feet, which caught Calum's attention and he quickly went over, getting to Michael just as he stumbled backwards into him, Calum holding him up and Michael almost out cold. "I think Michael needs a break." He spoke into his microphone and Michael just groaned, having to be taken backstage where he collapsed onto the couch. "A-Ashy?" Michael babbled and reached for Ashton, holding the older boy's hand and curling up on the small couch, "Tired." Michael mumbled, "You can sleep baby." Ashton cooed, knowing now that Michael had overdosed on cold medecine so he was loopy and drowsy. "I'll tell the crowd Michael can't go on." Luke cooed as he went onstage and informed the crowd, Ashton carrying a sleeping Michael to the car and his parents coming by to check on him, which made Michael extremely happy.