5sos Imagines

Rosie - Part Eight

-5 years later-

"I'm here." Michael says walking into the room with his eyes covered.

"Mikey." You say removing his hands from his eyes, he frowns at you but smiles shortly after.

"You look... amazing."

"There's something I need to tell you. Something I didn't tell you the day the you and I got together."

"Rosie's first day?"

"Yeah."

"What is it?" He asks concerned, you take a deep breath.

"Rosie, she isn't Luke's."

"I know, Luke told me."

"She's Ashton's." You say, Michael's eyes widen and he steps away.

"Ashton's?"

"Luke and I, we had a big argument then broke up for about a week and a half but because I was miserable Ashton took me out and we got drunk, then we... yeah." You say looking down.

"Does Ashton know?"

"Yes."

"What... what did he say?" Michael asks sitting down and running his hand through his hair.

"That he somehow always knew, it was the eyes."

"I knew I recognised them." He mumbles rubbing his hands across his face.

"I've got to go."

"No Michael, please." You say.

"Back to my dressing room, I have a wedding to attend." He smiles leaving the room. You smile at him as you see him walk back to his little room.

"Secrets out?" Ashton's fiancee asks.

"Yeah, I'm sorry Han." You answer.

"It's fine, I love Rosie." She smiles.

"You look beautiful." You tell her, she smooths the white material down and smiles at you.

"I feel like a princess." She smiles.

"You look like one."

"Okay, let's go get me married." She says taking a deep breath, you nod and lead her out of the room.

"Mr and Mrs Irwin!" The DJ shouts down the microphone as Ashton and Hannah walk into the reception holding hands.

"They're so cute together." Michael whispers as we all clap.

"They are."

"Hannah knows right?"

"Yes."

"How come I was last to know?" He asks, you look at him and wrap your arms around his neck.

"Because you are the only one that matters the most, besides Rosie, so I was more nervous about you leaving me."

"I'd never leave you, I've waited far too long for you and I to be a thing." He whispers kissing your nose.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Michael smiles.

"You guys make me sick, stop being so in love." Luke jokes before sitting next to his wife Ariana.

"Sorry Hemmings." You smile before looking back at Michael, who's eyes hadn't moved from you.

"What?" You ask, he smiles and bits his lip.

"Have I ever told you just how much you mean to me?"

"Everyday." You joke.

"Well I mean it."

"Me too."

"I love Rosie. I love my life. I love my friend and family, but most importantly I love you. And bump."

"And bump." You smile looking at your 7 month bump.

Shortly after, Michael and Ariana go to get drinks so it leaves you and Luke.

"I'm happy for you." Luke says breaking the silence.

"I'm happy for you too."

"Imagine if you and I went all the way, had the baby, got married. Where do you think we'd be?" He asks.

"I don't know, it's weird to think about."

"I don't think we'd have been happy, no offense."

"None taken, I don't think so either. We were only together because we thought Rosie was yours, really."

"I wish she was, she's a great kid. Takes after her mum." Luke smirks.

"Of course she does." You laugh.

"Ariana's pregnant." Luke tells you.

"What? That's great." You smile.

"It's early, about 15 weeks, but we're happy. I'm making sure she's careful." Luke says looking down, you smile and rub his hand.

"I'm sure it will be okay, I mean look at me. In 6 weeks I'm gonna pop, literally." You joke shaking your stomach gently, he smiles and sighs happily.

"Everything is okay in the end."

"It is." You smile.

"Michael, my feet are sore. Can't we just go back to the party?" You cry as he makes you waddle towards the end of the field towards a wooden hut.

"I just need to do something first."

"Can't it wait?"

"No."

"Fine." You sigh as you let him drag you towards it.

"Okay stand here." He instructs, you do as he says and stand still like a statue.

"Y/n, we've been best friends for as long as I can remember and I just want to thank you for not getting bored." He begins, you laugh and shake your head at him.

"You're welcome."

"We've been together for 5 years and I swear each day I love you more and more, plus you're carrying my baby so it makes me smile constantly. What I really want to know is, y/n will you do me the absolute honour of being my wife and forever?" He asks getting doing on one knee and opening the box with a beautiful ring in. You smile and nod.

"Of course I'll be your wife and forever."

"I love you." He says sliding the ring on and leaning up to kiss you.

"I love you more."

"Never leave me."

"As long as you don't leave me, or Rosie." You smile.

"Never."

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