"You okay, babe?" your fiancé, Michael, asked, kissing your cheek lightly. From across the room of your's and Michael's flat you caught your brother, Ashton’s, worried eyes.
"No, not really," you mumbled, already getting choked up. Ashton paused the movie you three were watching. He stood up and made the short movement over to where you were.
Michael grabbed your hand for comfort.
"Well, you guys are going on tour in America in 2 weeks... I just don't want to be alone."
"It's only for 8 weeks," Ashton tried to comfort you.
"There's more," you mumbled.
You looked up, meeting Michael and Ashton's worried face.
."I'm pregnant," you whispered. Michael wrapped his arms around your body tightly and hugged you, as did Ashton.
"Babe, look, we might be able to pull some strings and get you on tour with us."
"I love you guys..." you sighed, cuddling into both boys.
