*Jinxx's POV*
"Ok." Dean took a deep breath. "This is Dr. Martin, he's going to take a look at the baby." He picked up the little thing and moved it around Harley's stomach. He squinted at the screen and looked over at Dean, then nodded.
"I'll um, leave you to it Dr. Marcus." He said leaving the room.
"Guys... You're having twins."
"Twins!?" Dean nodded. Harley looked nervous, while Jake just looked shocked. Twins. Two babies. Two. Not just one, two. Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit. I don't know whether to be excited or scared. Right now it's both, but I'm definitely more scared than excited. I turned toward him and placed my arms around his waist, resting my forehead against his. He looked scared. "Jakey, baby, what's wrong?" I whispered.
"Nothing, just... twins? Can we take care of two kids?" I kissed his nose lightly.
"I think we can do it. We'll be just fine, love." I smiled. He gave a small smile in return and nuzzled into my neck. We laughed and pulled apart when we heard the girls squealing over us.
"So are y'all still up for taking the babies? I can't take care of a baby, let alone two! If y'all don-"
"Relax Harley." Jake giggled. "We're still up for it." She gave us a grateful smile and turned back to Dean. She looked like she was about to explode. She ended up freaking out in the middle of it which resulted in Harley yelling at her and me and Jake laughing at their weirdness. After the ultrasound, Harley drove us home and we curled up on the couch, discussing baby names.
"I like Isabella for a girl and Matthew for a boy." I said quietly as I stared lovingly into his beautiful hazel eyes.
"I like Nicole for a girl and Austin for a boy."
"Okay so if its two girls then we'll have Nicole and Isabella. If we have boys they'll be Matthew and Austin, and we have yet to be decided on names for one of each." He nodded, a smile on his face. "I can't wait till we meet our little babies." I whispered and softly kissed his lips.
"Me either."
¤Three weeks later¤
*Ashley's POV*
"Ashhhhh! Come onnnnnnn! I want to do something! You heard the doctor! My concussion healed and my ribs should be by next week! Please Ashes! I'm tired of being stuck in the house!" Andy has been begging and whining for the past 20 minutes. That he wants to go out. I told him I think we should wait until he's fully healed in case someone decides to be an asshole or something or something, but he just won't listen. I sighed and looked up at him. He pouted and crossed his arms.
"Ok. Fine. Let's call CC and tell him to meet us at the park." He gave me a cheesy smile and started clapping.
"Yay! Thank you baby!"
"Yea yea. You're lucky I love you." I told him as I kissed his forehead and texted CC, telling him to meet us at the park. He said he would. "Hey baby is ok if I stop at home to get the dogs?" He nodded as he pulled on his boots before looking up at me and smiling. I kissed his forehead and stood up so I could put my shoes on. We held hands as we walked to the car in a comfortable silence. His eyes lit up when we got there. He was over the moon seeing CC, considering he hasn't seen anyone but me for the past 3 weeks. Then it hit me. Maybe I shouldn't go. He's probably sick of me by now. "Um actually Andy I think im just gonna stay at my house. I'll drop you off and then you can just text me when you're ready to leave yea?" He frowned as furrowed his eyebrows.
"Why? You don't want to go to the park? We can go somewhere else if you want-"
"No it's not that, I just- I figured you probably want a break from me. I mean I just spent three straight weeks at your house, I'm probably pretty annoying by now. "
"Ash you're not annoying! If I didn't want to be around you I would've told you to go home, now let's go get your doggies." He smiled and grabbed my hand. I blushed as I smiled back at him. A look of terror crossed his face and he raised his arm, pointing next to me. "Ashley!"
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Be My Outlaw || Andley
FanfictionGod I hate her. She always trying to get in Andy's pants. Even when he says no she still tries. He's obviously not happy with her, I would make him so much happier than that whore. If only he was gay, or at least bisexual. Now you're most likely thi...