~week 15 of pregnancy~
Addilyn's POV
I wake up and turn to where Luke usually sleeps. He's not there.
Suddenly, our bedroom door opens.
"Happy 20th birthday baby!" Luke says, holding a tray with waffles and fruit.
"thank you so much! I'm so hungry!" I say, sitting up and grabbing the tray. Luke sits next to me and kisses me.
It's June 7th today, my birthday. I am 20 years old.
"I'm bored as fuck, let's go for a walk" I say, as I finish the last bit of waffle.
"Ok babe, I'll get ready." He says, putting some gym shorts and a band tee on.
I throw on some athletic leggings and a new, bigger band tee.
Luke walks into the bathroom as I continue to get changed for about another 15 minutes.
I soon hear crying.
"Luke? Luke what's wrong baby?" I ask, sitting next to a crying Luke Hemmings with his head in his knees.
"My-my career I-it's over, I can't be a father! I'm not ready! I'm not fucking ready to start a new life! I'm only 21, I have so much life to live!" He complains, sniffling.
"I-I'm so sorry, Luke" he seems to loosen up. "Why would you say that?!? Are you kidding me? You can have a fucking career! I'm not- I'm holding you back I-I'm sorry." I say, getting up and grabbing my phone.
Tears are streaming down my face, so I put a sweatshirt on and cover my head with the hood.
I run out of the apartment, and down the sidewalk. Paparazzi are asking why I'm crying so hard, I just wipe my tears and continue running. Flashes of cameras. Yelling of people. I just ignore them.
I run to the only person I can think of.
Luke's POV
I run to the only person I can think of.
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FanfictionAddilyn Armstrong has depression. She isn't like everyone the media was used to. She likes the black skinny jeans and band tees. Music is her only escape from reality. All she wanted was to be happy, but she couldn't...until Luke Hemmings came along...
