Calum:
Your little 3 year old girl Mia had long dark brown hair like Calum and his eyes; while she had your nose and soft lips. As well as her long eyelashes, which she obviously got from you. Her tan skin was so soft as you stroked her arm before she fell asleep. Calum was standing behind you admiring her, hugging your hips tight as his chin was pressed to your shoulder. He left small kisses on your neck and behind your ear soothing your tense muscles.
"She's beautiful." You commented.
"Yeah. She looks just like you." He said kissing your shoulder softly. You both stared at her in a loving way. After a few minutes you both went to your bedroom cuddling and talking about nothing.
"We made a great kid you know." You stated, playing mindlessly with Calum's large fingers.
"Yeah we sure did." He said. Seconds later you swore you could hear the smirk in Calum's voice. "We could make another one.."
Ashton:
Yours and Ashton's son had been up all night with his best friend from school. You'd promised him this sleepover for a week and finally it had come. Ashton was out of town for a while song writing with his bandmates so you were left home with two 9 year old boys.
You heard something shatter from upstairs and immediately you were up there checking what happened.
"Sorry mum." Your son apologized, his blond curls hanging in front of his eyes.
"Peter, what were you two doing?" You ask. The two stepped away from each other revealing pieces of your antique vase scattered across the floor. You gasped anger boiling in your blood.
"We're really sorry Mrs. Irwin. We didn't mean to." Your sons friend apologized. Your expression calmed and your fists remained unclenched by your side.
"It's alright. How about you guys go play outside for a bit while I clean this up." You sighed going to the closet for a broom and dust pan.
"Okay. Sorry mum." Your son apologized one more time before heading out the door. You smiled at him with reassurance that it was okay.
Luke:
Your new son, Andrew had just been born the other day and you and Luke were home to take care of him. He wouldn't sleep that night and you'd tried everything. Feeding him, changing his diaper, rocking him, burping him, even playing with him for an hour. But nothing worked. Finally, you sat there and cried silently as you watched your new born cry and squeal in his crib.
"Andrew please go to sleep!" You hushed, picking him up again. Yet he still screamed.
"Babe?" You heard Luke's voice and turned around to meet his sleepy gaze.
"Sorry Luke I'm trying but he won't stop. Just go to bed and close the door or something." You turned back and rocked little Andrew helplessly in your arms.
"No no, here babe let me try." He said pecking your cheek before taking the infant from your grasp. You thanked him quietly and went back to your bedroom.
Luke sat your child in his rocking chair as he sat across from him on the floor. He strummed a few cords on his guitar humming a gentle melody. You relaxed yourself, listening to him on the other side of the wall. You got up from your bed and watched him with proud eyes. Andrew was fast asleep, silently rocking back and forth in his Little Tikes rocking chair.
Mikey:
Michael and yours' little girl, who wasn't so little anymore, was going on her first date. She was 15 and Michael obviously was a little tense. You rubbed his shoulders trying to ease his tension and relax him a little.
"Michael, it's alright she'll be just fine. We put her in jujitsu for a reason remember?" You reminded.
"I know Babe, but I'm just worried y'know?" He turned to you taking your hand in his. You smiled comfortingly and rubbed his thumb with yours.
Your daughter came downstairs with her blonde hair braided and a floral summer dress. Of course, she wore her black, tattered converse. She never went anywhere without them. Michael rose to his feet, making his way to her. You were afraid he'd make her go change into a turtle neck or argue with her about something stupid like your dad did with you. But he simply placed a hand on her shoulder and asked who the lucky guy was. You burst into laughing fits and kissed your daughters forehead.
"Good luck sweetie, be back before 11 alright?"
"7!" Michael shouted over you. You jumped and grabbed his arm.
"10 alright? No later." She smiled and kissed you both on the cheek before leaving out the door. You smiled to Michael who seemed to not be standing beside you anymore. You looked around, seeing Michael standing on your porch with a baseball bat in hand.
"Michael!" You scolded.
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Alright that's enough. I didn't mean to make them so long, especially the last ones but they're just so cute ofmg.
Yeah and I'm hard in Calum's lane right now like this is bad it's as hard as that leaked snapchat of Calum's boomerang tbh.
Lol anyway vote comment all that shot yeah bye!
~Benzie
