5sos Imagines

Rosie - Part Three

"I don't like that dress." Rosie says as she sits on my bed and watches me get ready.

"Well it's a good job you're not wearing it and I am." You smile at her, she giggles and continues to draw with pencils.

"Be careful, I don't need a lovely rainbow on my duvet again."

"Okay mummy." She says not looking up, you smile and watch her. She's partly yours and partly...his.

"The door mummy." Rosie tells you, you snap out of your daydream and run towards the door.

"Michael! Oh thank God!" You shout pulling him in for a hug, he gets caught of guard but laughs and hugs back.

"You look lovely." He says.

"Thank you." You smile.

"So, who's the lucky guy?" Michael asks shutting the door behind him.

"Oh just some guy I met when I was getting Rosie some clothes the other day."

"So he knows you have a daughter?"

"Yeah, he has a son around Rosie's age. He's a single dad too."

"Sounds like a match made in heaven. So how do you think Rosie's dad will react about this?" Michael asks, you look at him and glare.

"He won't care because he isn't around Michael. He's probably been on lots of dates with girls from all around the world and probably slept with them too."

"So he's a traveler?"

"You should know." You whisper as you look for your shoe.

"Why should I know?"

"ROSIE! COME SAY HI TO UNCLE MIKEY!" You shout trying to avoid the question.

"Y/n-."

"Mikey!" Rosie shouts as she climbs down the stairs, putting each foot on the step as she went.

"Hey Rosie, how's my favourite girl?" Michael asks.

"I'm good! Are you looking after me tonight?"

"I am! I brought cookies too."

"Yay! Cookie monster!" She shouts jumping on him, he laughs and holds her tightly towards him.

"Okay, you know what do right? If she says can she have a cookie before bed then don't give it to her, even if she promises not to be sick because that's a lie." You say.

"Yes y/n."

"And don't ask her questions about her dad Michael, she doesn't know him and she knows nothing about him so don't mention him." You whisper to him, he rolls his eyes.

"Yes y/n."

"I won't be late, be good for Uncle Mikey, Rosie. Call me if you need anything or if something happens. I'm trusting you with my baby Michael don't do anything stupid." You tell him.

"Go y/n! Have a nice time." He smiles. You nod and leave quickly for the restaurant.

Maybe leaving Michael with Rosie wasn't a good idea, especially since he won't stop asking about her dad.

-Michael's Point of View-

About an hour after y/n left Rosie and I decided to put on a film.

"Mikey?" Rosie asks, I look at her and smile.

"Yeah?"

"Have you met my nanny and granddad?"

"Yes I have."

"What are they like?" She asks, I frown.

"You've never met them?"

"No, mummy and they argued so I've never met them."

"Well they are very nice people and I'm sure you'll meet them soon."

"Good, I want to meet them." She sighs looking back at the TV. A couple of minutes later I look back at Rosie and she is fast asleep so I pick her up and take her to her room.

"Goodnight Rosie." I whisper kissing her head. Just as I am about to leave I see a photo frame with a picture of y/n and Rosie. I smile and pick it up to look at it closely.

I slowly take the picture out to look at it properly when I see writing on the back.

Y/n and Rosie, 25th December 2014. Rosie - 1 years old, y/n - 18 years old

Love Dad x

Dad? I look back over the writing a recognise it but I can't figure out who's. It's not y/n's but it's someone else I know. I put the picture back in the frame and walk downstairs waiting for y/n to come home so I could investigate more when I get home.

All I know is, it's someone close to me.

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