The 5SOS & Lawson Book

•Single Parent•

[5SOS]

Luke:

Luke Hemmings was at the ripe age of twenty-two when he first held his baby girl, Eppy. But, at the same time, his girlfriend of five years had lost her life to childbirth, sacrificing for Eppy to live on. Luke had no one to love, except for Eppy and Luke is content with that. Growing up, Eppy was merely a happy child, with her doting father by her side and her three "uncles" Calum, Michael and Ashton, she never felt alone. Luke wanted his Eppy to be happy, even if it's with him and his three weirdos for friends. Raising Eppy was hard to say the least, with no experience whatsoever, Luke's only hope was his mother and the daycare centre. Though Eppy was being teased for not having a mother, her love for her father knows no bounds. Luke had to work as a mailboy at a big company but it was all for Eppy, her clothes, her food and her toys. It is all for her.

Calum:

Calum was abruptly woken up by the cries of his two year old, Dylan. Having gone through this since Dylan was a few months old when his girlfriend handed the small infant and disappeared into the night. Being a dad overnight, Calum decided to get a job as a dog walker, although he loved his job and it paid well, he still has bills to worry about and Dylan wanting things Calum knew he could not afford. The toys that kids at Dylan's pre-school would brag about made Dylan a little sad that he cannot get it in his own hands but for a two year old, he can see just how hard his dad is trying for the both of them. Calum tries, he really does, luckily his family are there to babysit Dylan whenever, Mali and Joy loved the child to pieces and would pout whenever Calum comes by to pick him up. Just like Calum, he wanted a puppy, although his flat forbids dogs, Calum would bring little Dylan on his dog-walking adventures. Oh, and football nights are a must in the Hood residence.

Michael:

"Cloe, please stop crying." The blue haired pleaded to his wailing four month old daughter, her wails growing rapidly louder if that is possible. Michael rocked her back and forth and tried to feed her but alas, little Cloe continued her crying. "C'mon babygirl. Tell daddy what's wrong? I hate it when you cry." He shushed her whilst racking his brain for a way to ease her cries. So he decided to sing Ed Sheeran's 'Photograph' and as soon as he sang the first line, Cloe's cries stop with a few hiccups left and she was asleep, curling her tiny fingers around her father's thumb. A sleepy gurgle escaped her lips and she nuzzled further into Michael's chest, making the young father smile and quietly head to his bedroom, his sleeping daughter on top of his chest and soon, Michael falls asleep to the sound of his Cloe's soft gurgles. 

Ashton:

Ashton never expected to be a father at the age of twenty-one. What one night stand turned into a big commitment when his one nighter came banging on his apartment door at four in the morning, a positive pregnancy test in hand and tears in her red eyes. "It's yours.." She whispered, breaking the dead silence as Ashton gaped at her like a fish. "I-I can't take it. I-I got a boyfriend and h-he'll be pissed if he knows you're the father of the child." She stuttered, giving Ashton no choice but to accept his mistakes and nine months later, Nina has given birth to a healthy baby boy who Ashton named Noah Irwin. The minute Noah was born, Nina left the newborn in Ashton's hands and left for her new life with her boyfriend. Ashton sat on the hospital bed, Noah's crib (?) next to him, he walked over to Noah and smiled at the smiling new born. Slowly carrying him into his arms, he shushed him as Noah fussed from being awaken but slowly calm down the minute he feels his father's steady heartbeat, Ashton softly kissed the top of his son's head and whispered "I'll give you so much love Little Noah." 

{Amanda has risen from the ashes because she is dead on Wattpad yet again *slows clap*}