Obese // Ashton Irwin [On Hold]

Andrew

I'm sorry it's been so long. But in back. Ive been having a horrible day. And I hate technology right now. enjoy! :) Barry Allen is Andrew.

10

I don't even know why agreed to this. I feel so guilty. I'm pregnant and she's here. This was a bad idea. I'm already getting a headache. "You okay?" Michael asks as I lean my head back and close my eyes. We started watching a movie when Kelsey left. Everyone's focused on the movie, never having seen it and all.

I nod. "Lies." I shrug.

"I think it's time we go," Calum announces as he stands, stretches and checks his watch. "It's getting late and Meredith looks as if her heads about to explode." I smile and laugh slightly.

"Calum. You get me." I look up to Michael, smiling. "He really gets me."

"Why didn't you just say something?" Ashton asks as they stand. "I didn't want to hurt your feelings." Luke laughs.

"I was falling asleep anyways."

I yawn. "Why don't you go to bed? I'll walk them out." I frown. "But I want pizza."

"I'll take you out right now," I grin. Everyone begins to walk out but Ashton stays behind. "So is Michael gonna drop you off or do you want me to pick you up?" I hum before answering. "I guess we'll leave school together. Cause I got a test tomorrow and the appointment is directly afterwards. I spoke to the lady and she said she'd call you out."

He nods then stands awkwardly in front of me. "Ashton?" He looks up with a pensive look. "What's wrong?" He shrugs. "Are you nervous?" He shrugs. "I need words."

"I just feel weird. I don't know what to do when I get there." I chuckle. "Just be there. That's all you need to do. Leave the talking to me."

"Isn't she gonna ask me questions?" I smile and shake my head. "I just need you to be there. You're the father. I need you to be there."

"We wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for me." My heart cringes. "Don't say that. You're not the one people are going to stare at in a few months. Don't make yourself the victim," I snap. His eyes soften. "That's not how I meant it. Thanks to me, you'll have to go through those things."

"But she won't be alone." Michael speaks. We turn to look at him. He walks to me and wraps his arms around my shoulders. "Will she, Ashton?" He quirks an eyebrow.

Ashton shakes his head and smiles. "Not at all, Mike." They both smile at each other and bro hug. I walk to my room, now more sleepy and the headache gone. I lie down and face the wall. I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around me. "Can I chill with you?" I smile lightly and nod slowly, yawning.

Then I dip into a deep sleep.

I'm shaken awake when I'm in the middle of a dream with Channing Tatum, by Kelsey. I groan silently and sit up, rubbing my eyes. She looks worried and is constantly biting her lip as she speaks. "I did something bad."

Did she break my mom's lamp again?

"Come with me." I sigh and stand up, looking over my shoulder at Michael as he sleeps. With closed eyes, I let her lead me to my brother's room. When Andrew turns around, he looks angry.

I roll my eyes. "What did you do now, Kelsey?" I yawn, crossing my arms. "More like what did you do," Andrew's sarcastic tone speaks. Shit. I look at her with alarmed eyes but she already watching me with her apologetic ones. "It was an accident. He started interrogating me about earlier and stuff and it just... came out. You know how he is." Andrew is gonna make one hell of an interrogator when he's a lawyer or a cop. He always gets the truth out of people. "It's fine. It was bound to happen some time." I sigh. Michael enters the room with droopy eyes, looking between my brother and I. "Is he the—"

"No, Andrew. Can you guys give us a minute?" I look at Kelsey and Michael. Michael nods sleepily and leaves with a very hesitant Kelsey. The door closes and I look at him with a tired but challenging look. Bring it on. I've known you for 17 years. I can crack you like an egg. "Since when?" He asks, looking away from me and grabbing the energy drink on his desk. I bite my lip and uncross my arms. Sitting on his bed. "About three months." Andrew sighs. "When did you find out?" I bite my lip. "A month and a half after. Almost two." His eyes widen. "And you didn't know?! Didn't you notice you didn't have your– thing?" I roll my eyes. So immature yet trying to be all over protective. "It's called a period, Andrew." He covers his ears and shakes his head. "And yeah I noticed. But since it has happened before—"

"YOU'VE GOTTEN PREGNANT BEFORE?!" He exclaims. My eyes widen and I stand up quickly to shut his mouth with my hand. "No, dimwit. I've been late before."

"No one can be two months late unless they're pregnant!" He whispers loudly. "Or their period is irregular! It's happened to me twice. So I just thought this was the third time." I pull my hand away. Andrew sighs, wiping his face. "Why didn't you tell me? I'm your brother, Mere. We've been through tons of shit and you didn't tell me." My eyes fill with tears and my jaw begins to hurt as my lip trembles. "I just didn't want you to hate me." I croak, looking up at him. His posture softens and he sits beside me. Andrew wraps an arm around me and holds me close. "I can't hate you. I love you too much." I sob.

"I know. But it's different this time."

"So who's the father?" He asks after all the silence and me crying and whimpering. I tense up at this question. He's never liked Ashton. When we first started staying with our, now, parents, Ashton always picked on Andrew and I till my brother kicked his ass. "Meredith?" He calls. "I don't—"

"You don't know?" His eyes widen. "No! I don't wanna say." He furrows his eyebrows. "Why not? You know you can trust me." I shake my head. "If I tell you, you're gonna get angry and go on a rampage."

"Meredith just tell me."

"No." He glares. "Why are you so afraid?"

"I'm not."

"Your hand is sweating."

"I'm nervous."

"About what?" He questions. "You're doing it again. Stop." I warn. He smiles. "Stop what?" I frown. "You're doing that thing where you interrogate me and try to pry the truth out me."

"I'm not doing anything, Meredith."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"I'm not telling you who he is."

"Why not?"

"Cause then you'll get angry."

"I just wanna know who he is."

"You're gonna kill him."

"Who?" Shit, he's got me. "ASHTON!" I exclaim frustrated. He's taken aback at first. Then his eyes cloud in surprise. "Ashton? What? When?" Before I can answer his eyes widen. "I knew I shouldn't have let you go on the date."