The Daddy Club | 5sos au

No Idea

Luke

Earlier today I heard Bella talking to Michael. I don't normally listen to their conversations as they are normally about the wedding and I know it will be a miracle if I'm invited. But this time they were talking about Karlie. They said she was going for an anomaly scan today.

This means that it's time to check how healthy the baby is. The doctors can see if there will be any illnesses like down syndrome or maybe even just slow development, anything like that. Even though I'm not going to be in the baby's life and Karlie is the one in charge, I'm scared. I'm scared that something will be wrong and Karlie will have to face it alone.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

That's all I have to say. There is a part of me that wants to ask Michael and Bella if they have heard anything else. The idea of Karlie sitting all alone in a big doctors office with machines and getting scanner poked at her belly makes me feel nauseous. I physically feel sick just thinking about it. Then if she is told something is wrong she has to handle that news all by herself.

What am I doing? She's all alone in this. Yeah, I did this. But now I'm starting to regret it. Karlie was strong, she was always the stronger one out of the two of us, but there is only so much a person can take.

I get up from my bed and set my book down. I go over the door and my hand hovers over the handle. I know that Michael or Bella would have some news, they would know what was happening.

"Mikey?" I shout, looking for him.

"Kitchen!" Michael shouts back and I nod to myself before going there. "Hi." Michael nods. He was at the microwave, fiddling around with it.

"What're you doing?" I ask.

"It's broken," Michael huffs. "I need to fix it."

"Do you want help?" I ask. Michael was always the guy who would fix things if they broke in the apartment. I would do the laundry and most of the chores. Calum would normally do grocery runs or sleep. He didn't actually do much. But our system worked. And I miss it. I miss Calum.

"Nah," Michael shakes his head, tinkering away. "I should be fine."

"Right." I nod and bite my lip. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure." Michael shrugs and continues focusing on the microwave.

"Do you know how Karlie's scan went today?" I ask and all of a sudden Michael yells out in pain.

"SON OF A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH!" He scream and quickly pulls his hand away from the back of the microwave.

"What?" I say quickly grabbing his shoulder to check he was okay.

"Fuck thing fucking sparked me." Michael shrugs my hand off and shakes his hand. "Shit." Michael kicks the cabinet under the microwave.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"I'll be fine." Michael then walks out of the kitchen and I follow him. Calum used to make fun of me because he said I would follow Michael around like a lost puppy if I ever felt confused but that's what Calum does with Ashton so he isn't one to talk. To be honest though, we are all like that with Ashton.

"Mikey?" I ask again.

"Yeah?" Michael lies back on the couch and puts his arm over his eyes.

"Karlie?" I ask and sit on the arm chair opposite him.

"Oh." Michael sits up. "I didn't actually think you would care."

"But I do." I nod. "Listen I've been thinking,"