-Just as a reminder, in the book it's February 3rd 2015. The babies are 1 month old.
-I wanna talk SLFL tour dates!! I live in New Jersey, so I'm going on July 10th!! Let me know if we have the same show!! Maybe we can meet up!
-If I published a new book like sometime this week, would any of you read it? It's a Michael FF and I would really love if you guys checked it out :) I'll put a preview at the end if you wanna read it.
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Calum's POV
I chuckle as Shaylee continues mumble words in her sleep. After everything we've gone through, its surprising she could look so peaceful as she sleeps. I smile and place kiss on her forehead before leaving bed and making my way to the nursery.
I slowly open the door, making sure not to disturb the two of the three sleeping babies. I look into Andrew's crib to find moving about. "Hey little guy." I smile. He looks up and grins. I pick him and cradle him in my arms.
He begins to stir around in my arms and whine. "What? What's wrong, bud?" I ask him, as if he was going to answer. He didn't smell so he definitely didn't need to be changed. I begin looking around the room for his bottle. He was probably hungry.
I find it laying on the ground beside the rocking chair. I chuckle, "Uncle Michael must not have cleaned up after himself."
While Shay and I were at the hospital I had Michael babysit. If I could do anything to get Luke off of Michael's mind, it was to babysit. He loves them and enjoys hanging out with them.
I lay the little Andrew back in his crib and go to the corner of the room. I pick up the bottle and run to the bathroom to rinse it off. 'Cause you know, germs and stuff.
I return to the nursery and find Andrew in the same position I had left him in. He was such a good little baby. All bubbly and silly all the time. I could definitely see that coming from me.
I pick him up and bring the bottle to his lips. He gladly takes and finishes it in about 4 minutes. He eats fast, that's from me too.
I put down the bottle and lay him on my shoulder. I burp him, which results in me getting spit up all over the back of my shirt. I tend to forget to put a wash cloth down so that it doesn't get all over me. That's pretty much what happens all the time.
A place kiss on his forehead and lay him down for the last time. I look into the other two cribs to check on Lucas and Harmony. Although them sleeping was a good thing, I hated it because I don't get to spend as much time with them.
Halfway out the door I pull my shirt over my head and toss it into the laundry bin. I make my way into my room to find Shaylee stirring around in her sleep. She must be so tired from all this running back and forth.
I go into the dresser and grab one of my old band tees. I slip it on and climb back in bed. As I snuggle back into bed, Shaylee jolts forward.
"Luke! Where's Luke? Is he okay? Where is he? Calum, is he okay? Where is he?" She yells.
I sit up and begin rubbing her back. Tears were running down her face. "Babe, what's wrong? What happened, Shay?"
"Luke," she sighs, "is he... is he g-gone?"
"What, no. No, Luke is fine. There's nothing wrong with him. We're gonna go pick him up from the hospital in a couple of hours. I just wanted to let you get some sleep." I explain to her.
More tears start falling from her eyes. "Oh thank God. I had this awful dream a-and he was gone, Calum."
I pull her into a hug, "You don't need to talk about if you don't want to, love. Just know, Luke is fine." I explains to her.
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FanfictionShaylee Ava Hemmings, twin sister of the one and only Luke Robert Hemmings. After some drunken sex with Calum Hood, Shaylee becomes pregnant. Neither one of them are ready for this big responsibility but, together they'll get through it. **COMPLETED...