"Michael would you shut up?" Luke yelled at him. Michael groaned again like he had been since we got home.
"Leave him alone he doesn't feel good" I said rubbing Michaels back.
"Yeah" Michael tried to say.
"You should lay down" I suggested but he quickly shook his head.
"I'll be-" he stopped talking and ran to the bathroom to throw up. I got up and followed him. I rubbed his back and helped him walk to his room when he was done.
"Do you feel better now?" I asked pushing some hair off his face.
"A little" he mumbled.
"Stay here" I said kissing his forehead and pulling the covers over him. He was asleep when I came back with a water bottle for him so I set it by him and left. An hour later I got a call from him.
"Hey Mikey" I said quietly.
"I need you" he whispered. I smiled to myself as i hung up and crept upstairs being careful I didn't wake the other guys.
"I still feel bad" he whined motioning for me to come closer.
"I'm sorry baby" I said laying down next to him. "Do you need anything?" I wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him closer.
"You" he mumbled.
"Did you take the medicine?" I asked and he nodded. "Good" I leaned up and kissing his cheek.
"It doesn't mean I feel better" he pouted. I laughed lightly and got up making him whine.
"No y/n come back" he reached for my hand.
"Relax Mikey I'm just going to get you something to eat" I pushed him to lay down again. "Just stay" I smiled kissing his hand I was holding. I went downstairs and quickly made him soup. He made a disgusted face at it causing me to laugh.
"Does it taste good?" I laughed.
"Yes but my stomach hurts" he put the bowl down.
"It's ok Mike just get some sleep I'm sure you'll feel better in the morning" I ran my fingers through his hair again until he fell asleep.
