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"What was that?" Ashton said, putting his beer bottle on the nightstand. "I don't know," both Calum and I said at the same time. We looked at each other and giggled. Little bits of alcohol in our veins, but none of us are lightweights. It truly takes a lot to get all five of us shit faced. "Shut up guys this is serious," Michael shushed us. "Fine, fine.." I mumbled, taking another swig of my beer.

Luke's removed the arm that was draped behind my neck, on the couch. He leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees. "It was probably Andy knocking over something," Luke shrugged and took his place back next to me. All of us agreed, and went back to chatting.

Ashton and I were in the middle of a conversation, when the noise was heard again. But this time, we let Andy into my room minutes ago, and was sleeping quietly on my lap.

It was dead quiet, and Michael brought his pointer finger up to his lips, indicating to make no noise. Luke once again removed his arm from around me and grabbed the old metal baseball bat I had from softball.

Don't ask.

Luke got up and tip toed to the door of my room, all of us following him silently as if we were the scooby doo gang. I set Andy on my bed next to Calum's cigarettes, phone, and lighter. In the warmth of where calum's body was, Andy snuggled up.

I nervously scratched a bug bite on my arm.

Pure anxiety rushing through my mind.

Luke was near the end of the stairs and it was pitch black. No one bothered to turn the lights on when we came back from our buddy's house for the beer.

"Eves, hold on to one of the boys don't get to close to me. I don't want to hurt you by accident," He whispered. I nodded, even though he couldn't see and clung on to Calum's bicep him putting his arm around me safely.

We finally got to a light switch that was on the other side of the room.

No one was in the living room.

Or kitchen.

Or the bathrooms.

Or the guest room.

All that's left is my parents room. They're out on some romantic getaway. Probably doing the dirty as we speak.

We inched our way to my parents room, none of us wanting to really go in there.

Luke's shaky hand reached out to the door knob, and slowly turned it.

"Oh my god!" Michael yelled and rushed over to the bed.

"Andy you dog!" Ashton yelled "... or cat,"

There on my parents bed, sat a random cat licking her now clean babies. Weird substances all over my parents bed.

"Who let this cat into my house?" I said, petting the now mama cat.

"Andy probably snuck her in when we were outside with the bon fire," Luke said, still laughing.

"We got scared for nothing! Eva your cat is smart as fuck," Calum yelled, picking up one of the babies. "Andy's a daddy!" Ashton giggled.

"He is, oh my god," I gasped. I went back upstairs and grabbed the new father and brought him downstairs.

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"To fatherhood!" We all yelled and clinked our beer bottles. I had my sweatshirt on backwards and had one of the babies in the hood. We chugged our drinks, and celebrated the birth of six new babies.