EPILOGUE I

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Karina wobbled around her apartment, looking for her slippers that her dog, Popcorn, loved to chew. They always ended up right next to his bed, completely slobbered, but she couldn't be angry at the little fluff ball. He was too cute.

Once she found her slippers, she dialed Michael's number. After a few rings, he answered the call. "Hello?" He asked, moving away from the crowd he was with. He was out celebrating a new number one single with the guys, three-fourths of Reflect, and a bunch of other friends and celebrities. "I knew you would answer," Karina sighed, grabbing a duffel bag and car keys. "Michael I-oh fuck!" She paused, gasping at the feel of warm water splashing down her thighs.

"Kari?!" Michael called out, wondering if she was okay.

"Mike, I think my water just broke." She announced, looking down at her floor and cringing. She suddenly had a strong contraction and screamed in pain. "I was calling to tell you," she paused, breathing in. "that I thought I was going into labor," another pause for a breath. "Because I was getting these pains, and I thought, well, I think this is what they should feel like," one more pause. "And I was getting ready to head to the hospital but I'm scared, please tell the girls, I need them to meet me at Parkland." She heavily inhaled and made her way to the front door.

"Holy shit, Karina, call an ambulance you can't drive!" Michael exclaimed jumping up and down. Karina was going to be a mother. "You know what, I'll be at the apartment in 3 minutes, I'm down the road anyway, do not move unless you're crowning and have to pull the baby out yourself!" He immediately hung up and ran to round up his friends. "She's in labor!" He screeched. Everyone paused, looked around, and once it registered, they all screamed and ran out of the club.

They hailed three cabs, two raced to the hospital and the third one raced to the apartment with Ashton and Michael inside.

You're probably wondering...who's the father?

Well, surprise, it's Casey.

Nine months ago they had a little drunken night. Casey grew feelings for Rena and Kari had just been dumped by Michael over a tour. Casey and Karina were hanging out and one sad conversation led to another, and they got into this crazy mess. Casey is out touring with Hey Violet and he and Karina came to an agreement that they wouldn't be together, but custody would be split because after all they were great friends and Casey would love to be a father.

When Michael found out he was so infuriated, he didn't forgive her until the day he placed his hand on her belly and felt a kick. He and Karina aren't back together yet and Michael wasn't sure if he wanted to be a stepdad, he just knew he would do anything to help Karina.

Now Ashton. He had been alongside Karina ever since he broke up with Nina four years ago (they only lasted ten months, ha). She was a cheating liar and he wasn't going to have it. Karina, like always and forever, had his back and they felt like they were really meant to be best friends instead of lovers.

Both bands were at an all time high with their careers. 5sos is about to start another world tour and Reflect finished one after Karina's third trimester. They've been in the studio and hanging out in LA ever since. After this baby and about a few months of recovery, they plan another world tour as well.

Karina sat on her couch, trying to put on a new pair of leggings when Michael burst through the door. He screamed and turned around. "Hey! It's not like I'm crowning yet. Just help me put these on!" Karina huffed, pushing strands of her hair away from her face. Ashton immediately went over and helped her stand, pulling the leggings up for her. Karina groaned and held onto Ashton for dear life as another contraction washed over her. "I hope I don't look as ugly as I feel right now." She panted standing up straight. Ashton laughed and walked her over to Michael, who helped carry her out of her apartment. This will be a long night.

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I'M A TRASH CAN BUT MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!

seriously I'm the worst. but hey here's an update as to why I'm so terrible: senior year. that is all.

I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE DOING WELL AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS

STAY TUNED FOR PART 2 ON CHRISTMAS DAY!! (or day after Christmas depending on how much fun I'm having)

~Mari x

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