**Ashton's POV**
"I'm saying NO! For God's sake, there is no reason in the whole world, we should leave her up there with them." I yelled into my cell phone to Mike.
"Plus Asher needs his mother, there is no way he willingly be quiet without a mother!" I stated cooling down now. Then suddenly hearing Asher start crying I stood up rolling my eyes and hearing an "ugh.." Slip out of my mouth.
"God, does the child ever shut-up?!" I hear a sore eared Michael say.
"How should I know? I'm not his mother!" I yell back and slam the screen face first into the table then hearing the crushing of the phone as I unknowingly squeeze it in my hand, but somehow the battery isn't damaged.
I sense an unusual feeling behind my back and I look at the little mirror above the crib and see a pair of white feathery wings.
At first, I think they're mine, but as I turn around holding Asher, I see the
formation of a human body in the doorway.
Soon I hear the sound of a shirt ripping and I yell out. The wings erupted from my back like a volcano.
"So you are an angel?" The angel says, "Fear not, my name is Ridley. I am the 3rd Archangel to the throne."
"What the hell is going on here?" A voice asks from behind him. I see it's Alex.
"Oh, hello Alex, former 6th Archangel to the throne." Ridley says.
"Someone please just tell me -" Alex was cut-off by Ridley literally throwing himself at Alex and kissing him on the lips.
Alex's face began to turn a shade of red as if he enjoyed it, and I just walked clean past them then out my front door and straight to Luke's.
**Luke's POV**
I heard the doorbell and Calum and I raced to the door, to answer it. I won by a long shot as all I had to do was jump over the couch.
"Damn it Luke, always!' I smiled and answered the door to Ashton and Asher.
My lip ring positioned itself between my teeth as I took Asher from him and he stepped inside.
"What's wrong?" Calum asked him.
"So, I see you didn't tell him." Ashton said to me.
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The Realization|| (Under Major Editing)
FanfictionThey're not like other people and other people aren't like them. They drink blood, howl at the moon, sing perfectly, and fly on there own. Without Love they don't exist. Nothing exists without Love. They learned to live with it before, can they do i...
