5sos sickfics book 2

Ashton Tries To Deny He's I'll Part2

Ashton woke up in a cold sweat. It took him a minute to register where he was, and that he felt much worse than earlier. "Mikey?" He croaked, but it was no use. Even if Michael was ten feet away he wouldn't be able to hear Ash with how hoarse he was. Still, the sick blonde really wanted his friend. He threw back the comforter and got out of the bed, ignoring the dizziness that slammed him once he stood. Using a wall both as a support and a guide through the darkness, Ashton felt like it was forever until he made it to the Clifford's living room. Michael, the night owl as always, was laying down on the couch. He was playing on his phone, and had earbuds in. Once he noticed Ashton, Michael ran over to him. "Ash! You okay?" Ashton shook his head, "Don't feel good." He whimpered, and Michael's heart broke. "I know Ashy. Let's get you back in bed, yeah?" "Yeah." The boy agreed, and Michael half-carried him to his room again. Once Ashton was back under the covers, Michael pushed some of his hair out of his face to feel his forehead. "You've definitely got a fever there buddy." He frowned "You feel worse, huh?" Ashton nodded, a shiver running up his spine when Michael took his hand away. "Mikey?" He squeaked, panic in his voice "I think I'm gonna be sick!" "Okay, shh." Michael hastily placed the garbage can in his friend's lap, just in time for Ashton to be sick In it. It was horrible, but The blue haired teen stayed with him the whole time, rubbing his back. "You done Ash?" Michael questioned "Yeah." Ashton nodded, but tears welled up in his eyes "I'm sorry." "For what?" Michael frowned "For staying here, a-and making you get up and take care of me." "Hey, I was the one who asked you to stay, remember? I want to take care of you, you're my best friend. We all get sick once in a while, don't apologize Ash." Michael reassured Ashton, and helped Him lay down. "You want me to stay?" Michael offered, and Ashton quickly nodded. "Cuddles." He murmured With that Michael got under the covers and cuddled up to Ashton. Both boys were asleep very quickly. When Ashton woke up he was hot. Burning. Covered with blankets. He immediately shoved them away, and didn't hesitated to get his jacket off as well. He was somewhat more comfortable for all of ten seconds, all until chills ran up his spine and he hastily brought the blankets back up to his chin. He needed something to drink. Ashton's throat was hurting so bad that every time he swallowed He felt like he could cry. He decided to try and get up. The kitchen wasn't that far from the bed anyway. Well, actually, it was across the house. But he got out of bed, and managed to make it halfway across the room. Then the room tilted, spun, and whirled so fast Ashton couldn't move without knowing if He was going up or down. So, he just stood in place, hoping that the room would do the same in a minute or two. When his vision cleared, Ashton set off to continue on his little mission. Well, until Michael came out of the bathroom, his hair still wet from the shower. He looked worried. "Ash, you okay? What are you doing out of bed?" "Throat's dry." The sick boy mutters, and shudders at how horrid his voice sounds "C'mon, you need to lay down before you pass out." He wasn't wrong. Ashton was already feeling so lethargic from walking a few feet, there was no way standing around would be a good idea right now. Michael came over, wrapped an arm around his friend, and steered them back to the bed. "'M sorry, was thirsty." Ashton slurs as Michael covers him "Shh," Michael soothes "I know, I'll get you something and be right back. Just stay here, and whatever you do, don't get up." He leaves and is back in a flash with a glass of grape juice. Ashton seems perk up at the sight of it, wanting to chug it down. "Easy," Michael soothes as he drinks "A little bit at a time. That's it." Ashton has downed half the cup when Michael takes it away from him, setting it on the bedside table. "Hey, Mikey!" "You don't want to bring it up again, do you?" Michael questions "Wait a little while, okay? You're already pretty sick, and the last thing you need is to go making yourself worse off." "Luke and Lilly alright?" He suddenly asks "They're fine, got out of the hospital this morning. Might even stop by a little later if Liz can drive them." "Okay." Michael feels Ashton's forehead again, and sighs "You're burning up. Get some sleep." "Wake me if they come?" "Yeah, don't worry." Ashton nod, letting himself fall back asleep.

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