Unforeseen Parturiency (Lashton mpreg)

(1) The beginning of it all

Hi! I've wanted to write a lashton mpreg for so long and I can't believe I'm finally writing one wow

And before you say anything, YES I KNOW GUYS CAN'T GET PREGNANT but this is fanfiction for a reason!

And I know everyone is wondering this and I'm gonna tell u before u read any farther that Ashton will be the one that'll get pregnant oopsie (just like every other lashton mpreg out there I think??) yeah sorry to disappoint anyone :/

(They're in 5sos in this btw)

SPECIAL THANKS TO @questonability FOR HELPING ME THINK OF A TITLE AND FOR MAKING THE COVER GOD BLESS

Ok imma shut up now haha read on

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Ashton was sick.

He seemed to always catch what ever nasty virus was going around, but he usually managed to get over it in the spam of four days or so.

But, two weeks have passed, and Ashton still hasn't shaken off the stomach bug he'd gotten. It worried him a little, but he was more worried over how he was dragging down the band. Although they weren't on tour, they still had interviews and things to attend that he felt bad for missing.

"Again?" Luke's concerned voice ran through Ashton's ears. He nodded pitifully and leaned against the toilet, grimacing at the smell of his stomach's contents before quickly flushing it down. He didn't have the energy to stand up after that (especially being that it was the morning; when he usually threw up) and sat there, clutching his stomach with gritted teeth. Ashton absolutely hated being sick like this, and for so long.

Calum and Michael avoided him most of the time, hating when they woke up to the sound of Ashton getting sick again in the bathroom. The four of them were staying in a house in LA after their recent tour ended. Although they were on break, they stayed there to write songs for their next album.

Luke leaned against the door frame, frowning slightly at his best friend. His eyes scanned over Ashton's flushed face (his skin was pale everywhere else), the dark circles under his eyes, and his generally sick appearance.

And Ashton knew that look all too well; Luke was contemplating something, and he was sure he wasn't going to like it. He had been getting so much pity from the blonde boy lately, and Luke knew he hated pity.

Instead, Luke sighed and got closer to Ashton, reaching a hand out so he could take it and stand up. Shakily, the shorter boy stood up and quickly rushed over to the sink, brushing out the acid and general disgustingness from his mouth. Luke watched on with sympathy; he couldn't help it, his friend was obviously suffering from this awful stomach bug and it's been going on for weeks.

As Ashton turned on the faucet and swished water in his mouth to get rid of the taste, Luke decided something in his mind; Ashton had to see a doctor. What if this was more serious than a regular stomach bug?

The thought freaked him out, but it's better to be safe than wait this out until something even worse happens.

Ashton wiped his mouth with his sleeve and turned to leave the bathroom (probably to go back to bed) but, Luke thoughtlessly grabbed Ashton's arm to stop him. The boy looked up in confusion,

"What?"

Luke suddenly felt bad, looking at how tired Ashton was. He knew he hated the doctors, too, and it would probably upset Ashton if he mentioned it to him now.

Sighing, Luke gently released his grip. "Never mind, it's nothing." Ashton began to look curious, letting it get the best of him.

"No, tell me. What is it?" Luke shook his head,