One Night Stand Gone Wrong *COMPLETED*

21

I spent weeks searching for a new place and today I finally get to move out of Stacey's place, yes, that means I'm now 30 weeks into this pregnancy and moving house, how smart of me. Not!

"Are you sure that we moved everything? Are you sure that you have everything you need? Are you sure you really want to leave? What if something happens! What if you get robbed or something, oh my god, what if you go into labor!?"

"Stacey," I laughed, "Calm down!" For someone who is probably two months pregnant now, she was already becoming more motherly by the second. Plus I'm her best friend, so of course she's freaking out.

"Sorry, I just worry about you! Especially with everything going on at the moment." Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that recently, someone leaked another photo of that blonde chick and Ashton getting pretty cosy. He still hasn't bothered to try and talk to me, so I guess he lied in that interview. He did give up on me.

"I know, but I really need this right now. I need to get the baby stuff ready and I need to prepare myself for the next 10 weeks."

She nodded as she hugged me goodbye. "I'll come over as soon as I get back and I'll skype you and I'l-"

"Stacey, I'll be fine!" Oh yeah, she's going back on tour to be with Luke. Good for her. When she told him that she was pregnant, he flipped out, in a good way. It was cute to see. Now that I have moved into my own place, I'm not holding her back. She can be with the man who loves her dearly and not have to worry about what I'm doing in her place, even though I know that she will still worry. "You need to go before you miss your plane!" She hugged me one more time before running over to her care and driving away.

I turned around to look at my own new home. It was honestly nothing special, but at the same time, rather beautiful. 4 Bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a massive kitchen and lounge room. I have to admit, it is way too big for me, but it's all that I could afford, which is hard to believe considering how much work has been put into the house. I also wanted extra rooms so that my baby could have her own room instead of bunking with me all the time, plus I know the boys and Stacey will want to visit, so I guess it was and still is kind of perfect.

I went inside and sat down on the couch, thankful that the boys helped me get furniture and stuff like that. I still hate them for putting money in my account to get this stuff, but I am completely grateful. They even pitched in more money for some baby stuff, I honestly owe them big time!

The second that I turned the TV on, I regretted it because right there, on the screen was even more photo's of Bryana and Ashton. I felt my baby kick my ribs, which caused me to scream out in pain. "Jesus little one, not so hard!" I traced little circled on my belly which seemed to calm her down. "Your Daddy is an asshole, but don't worry because you still have me to protect you and that is what I will do until my last breath on this earth.

Around 5 in the morning, my phone lit up in my face, causing me to moan as it woke me up. I looked at the caller ID to see that it was him. Ashton.

I answered and groaned. "What the fuck do you want?"

"You have to know that I haven't been with her since you left!" he was literally crying.

"Are you drunk?"

"Nearly, but Ally, the news has it all wrong! It was photo shopped! I haven't been with anyone but the boys since you left!"

"Why should I believe you Ashton, you lied to my face for probably months, why should I believe you now?"

"Because I am done with the lies. I meant what I said on that interview and I know you know which one I'm talking about because Stacey told me that you watched it!"