Dr. Irwin 🐺 One Direction/5SOS Fanfic 🐺

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Hi! I'm Archer Harrison Irwin I'm 17 years old and I have a twin named Ashton Irwin, he's a drummer, well...not yet at least, but he will be. He's really talented and smart, I'm kind of smart too, but I can't play an instrument to save my life.

I'm gonna explain a little, I wasn't planned, hell even Ashton wasn't, but that has to do with our whatever-the-hell-you-want-to-call-him. He never really wanted a kid that early into his and our mum's relationship so, it was a surprise to both of them that I had showed my presence about 20-30 seconds after Ashton slipped out.

See, apparently our mum is really strong because if it was just Ashton he would have been out fairly quickly, but because I was right behind him, it took longer. I know I'm supposed to like say that Ashton and I have a sort of mental bond like most twins, and we kind of do.

Except, I'm pretty sure he blames me for our 'bio-dad' leaving, I know he doesn't mean it and I know he loves me as much as I love him. I just have a feeling that when he gets the chance to get out, and he will, he's not gonna want me around.

To be completely honest with you, I'm not gonna be butt hurt over it, I'd rather be happy for him fulfilling his dream than mad that he's avoiding me.

When I said I'm 17, I meant that I legit just turned 17, it's 12:01 right now, happy birthday to us! Yay! I've never really liked our birthday, I think you can guess why, I'm not gonna go into too much detail, but it has to do with our stepdad.

I should be sleeping, but I can never find a reason to on my birthday/the night before. I'm currently sitting on my bed, the couch, my knees up against my chest and my arms locking them in.

This is normal for me, I'm always up in the middle of the night. Not because I want to be, but because I know I'm not really meant to be here. I wasn't supposed to be alive and everyone knows it, the kids at school know it.

I haven't told anyone about it, especially not Ashton, there's no way he'd believe me over his friends. I may be his twin, but I'm not his brother, I'm just the annoying fetus that basically follows him around everywhere.

"Achu!" I looked up and over towards the kitchen to see Ashton attempting to light the stove. I frowned and walked over to the kitchen, I hadn't even noticed he had left his bedroom, I mean yeah, it's sound proof, but I should have atleast hear the floor creak.

"Ash? You okay?" He jumped and spun around, my eyes widened at how pale he looked.

"Yeah i-achu!-m fine." I shook my head and moved him to the stool and sat him down.

"Chicken, beef, or lamb?" I asked as I grabbed the matches and stuck one and lit the stove.

"Lamb?" I nodded and grabbed the non-stick pot from the pantry, I put there because it's for when I use the stove, which is more often than not. "Wait, since-achu!-when have we had lamb?"

"I bought some about a week ago, you were over at your friends place and it was supposed to be a surprise."

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I sighed as I sat down at the table and fiddled with the fork in my hands as I waited for Ashton to finish the stew/soup I made him, not even an hour ago. I had also served mum, Harry and Lauren a bowl each and put them in the fridge.

"You're not eating?" I mentally groaned and shrugged.

"No, I'm not hungry right now." He nodded and left it at that. I knew he would too, he doesn't talk to me much, unless I'm the one that starts up the conversation.

The only reason he spoke to me now, is because I wasn't talking, and I'm usually always talking. I mean ALWAYS, I just wasn't feeling it right now, I never like talking around this time.