Luke's P.O.V.
"No you know what," I yelled at Ashton.
"What?"
I walked quickly over to the door and opened it before Ashton could stop me. I started walked down the hall and back to Michael and Calum, but Ashton had run to me and grabbed hold of my whole midsection.
I dragged him the rest of the way, the adrenaline making me stronger. Calum was awake and drinking some water, but Michael had disappeared.
"Where is he," I screamed at Cal.
"I don't know," he said shakily.
I turned back and looked around for him. He wasn't in the other dressing rooms. Where the fuck is he?!
Michael's P.O.V.
I had been waiting for Calum to wake up when I all of a sudden felt nauseous. Now before you get mad at me, think about it. I was with Calum this morning, he probably got me sick somehow. If some of y'all can't even believe me, do you think the boys will? No.
Anyway I ended running outside and throwing my guts up. I couldn't let the boys find me, Luke was about to punch me. As for Cal and Ashton, they weren't going to believe me. I would just have to keep it a secret.
Soon Ashton and Michael came out, carrying Calum.
"Do you need help," I asked.
"Fuck you Michael."
See? I just followed them onto the bus. They helped Calum to his bed and then came out to the kitchen. They fixed some nachos and some frozen pizzas. I wasn't hungry so I just went to bed.
I was awoken by loud coughing coming from the bathroom. It seemed like we had stopped. I looked out the window and we were parked behind a Walmart.
"Calum," I asked.
When there was no answer, I got up. I immediately grew really nauseous, but I dragged myself to the bathroom. I opened the door. Calum looked like a ghost.
"Jeez Calum."
"Yea. Michael you aren't looking so good yourself."
He sounded so weak. Wait. Was he right? As if on cue my stomach growled again and I could feel something coming up. I ran to the sink and I retched immediately.
"Michael," Calum moaned, "We're both sick."
"I know," I said and then spit.
"I'm sorry."
"It's my fault Cal."
I wiped my mouth off.
"We got to tell the boys."
"No they won't believe me."
"They have to."
"No they don't. How long ago did they leave?"
"Right before you came out."
"Ok."
I dragged myself back to bed. When I woke up, we were moving again.
"How could he be sick Calum," I heard.
"I don't know, but I think he's caught it from me."
