Beside You~a.i.

Chapter 32: Baby and Bad News

~Bailey's POV~:
About a week after my arrival home I had to visit the doctor once again so they could check out my arm to see if it was healing properly or whatever. They said everything was going well and how it should be, but they advised me to avoid using it as much as possible to help it heal faster. Too bad I have to use my right hand for pretty much everything due to the fact that I'm right-handed.

With only four months left of school, less than that actually, I am falling behind. I missed a crap ton of school for the stupid accident so I have a crap ton of things to make up as well. Oh the joys of missing school.

My grades haven't plumented too badly but they aren't what they used to be. With the amount of time left I should be able to get them up again. There are still plenty of finals and regular unit tests to finish before the final grades are in.

Along with the struggle of final grades, I still haven't decided on a college. I do want to go to college, I really do, but I can't decide on which one. My parents keep telling me that it's okay that I haven't decided yet and that I can figure that out after freshmen year of college, since that is the year most students do their mandatory classes like math and science. I just need to go to a borig technical college or something for my freshmen year, then I can choose one that matches my dream profession, which also is yet to be determined.

This weekend has been a constant work load, the pile of homework seeming to be never-ending. Along with this homework overload, I have to watch Isabelle, my newborn neice. Evan and Rachel are attedning some family issue with Rachel's father, and my family is currently at a soccer tournament for Maddie. I'm home alone, but this time I'm alone with a two week old child who will not stop crying until she gets to drink some of the breast milk her mom gave me. Rachel actually took the time to pre-pump like thirty bottles full of her breast milk. It's insane.

It's quite obvious Isabelle only wants her mother around since she will not let me hold her for more than ten minutes at a time and she is always crying if she isn't either sleeping, or feeding. Why couldn't they take Isabelle with them to this family crisis? Honestly this baby is only two weeks old, she needs her mother now more than any time in her life, aside from when she lived in her mom's womb.

She began screaming again from the baby crib so I hurried over to her and could smell the diaper before I had to check for it.

I rushed Isabelle to the changing table and removed her diaper, which had a nice little pile of poop in there. After wiping her bum and putting a new diaper on, she was still fussy so I lifted her into my arms and rocked her gently.

I heard my phone from across the room. I carried Isabelle with me as I went to check it. Ashton wanted to FaceTime. I removed my right hand from Isabelle to accept the call and then set up the phone against my computer as some make-shift phone holder thing. It worked well so I was able to sit down at the desk, cradle Isabelle, and talk to Ashton.

"Hey beautiful. Why do you have a baby?"

"Hello Ashton. This is Isabelle, Evan's newborn daughter, and my niece. What's up?"

"Nothing much. I can use my leg a little better now but the doctors think I won't be able to play like I used to. I damaged something in my leg to the point where it might never heal properly. Luke, Calum, and Michael are talking about getting a new drummer to finish up the tour."

"Aw Ash that's terrible! But the drummer that might be finishing up for the tour isn't going to fully replace you in the band, is he?"

"I don't know Bail. It's possible. I overheard them discussing what they would do if I can't play anymore. They don't know that I know they've been discussing it though. What if I do get kicked out of the band? Music is the only thing I can really excel in. It's my one true passion as a career and now? If only we never got in that accident. It's my fault anyway. I should've paid more attention to the road and since I didn't I'm going to have to give up my career."

"Ashton stop thinking like that. You'll be fine and the other guys could never replace you. They love you too much to even consider giving your position away to someone else permanently. And even if you can't play anymore, I'm sure KFC would love to take you back." It was a bad time to joke around but I did it anyway.

"Very funny Bailey." He said sarcastically. "I hope you're right about the guys though."

"I hope so too, for the sake of your sanity. I know how much this means to you Ashton." Ashton only nodded.

"So Ashton, will you come to my graduation in May? It won't be until the end of May but I would love to have you there." I made a puppy dog face and stuck out my bottom lip to pout.

Ashton giggled, "Bailey you are such a goof ball, and yes I'll be there. Just tell me when and where and I'll see you there."

"Nice rhyming skills. You could always go into poetry as your back-up to music." I offered but Ashton only smiled and shook his head, mumbling something about how weird I am.

We talked a little longer about how our lives have been and what we have been doing lately. Ashton had just been doing some physical therapy stuff and more practice with his drums. Whatever happened to his leg must have been worse than the doctors originally thought.

It had been two hours of non-stop talking between us, Isabelle didn't cry once the whole time, a miracle. I said my goodbye to Ashton since I had to get back to my homework. He blew me a fake kiss and I pretended to catch it with overly dramatic affection, making him giggle in his little girl giggle that was just so fricken adorable.

Once his face disappeared from my phone screen I put my phone on the charger and went back to work.
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A/N: Boring filler.

I am sooooooooo sorry about taking nearly a month to update. I have stupid excuses which I will not name for they are stupid, as previously mentioned.

Sorry again...

Song Recommendations:
1) Ára Bátur by Sigur Rós
2) Little Digger by Liz Phair
3) Can't Help Falling In Love
cover by: Ingrid Michaelson

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Thanks for reading, I am once again sorry.

I love you all!!!

~Anna <3