She works her nights
By the water
She gonna stray so far away
From her fathers daughter
She just wants a life
For her baby
All on her own
No one will come
She's got to save him
When he looks in her eyes
He don't know he is safe when she says
She tells him ohh love
No one is gonna hurt you love
I'm gonna give you all my love
No one matters like you-
She tells him your life
Ain't gonna be nothing like my life
You're gonna grow and have good life
I'm gonna do what I got to do-
Rockabye ft. Sean Paul and Anne-Marie by Clean Bandit
"Hey (Y/N). What are you up to?"
(Y/N) looked up and turned around in her seat putting her pen down. "Oh nothing. Just writing. What are you up to?"
"Ah well I was wondering if you would honor me in a dinner date? Followed by some sick moves at laser tag." Evan laughed as he walked over to (Y/N) and looked over her shoulder. "Whatcha writing?"
"Ah just something stupid. I don't know. Just give me a minuet to get ready." (Y/N) stood up and Evan followed her out of her office like area and closed the door for her.
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"That was a wonderful. Thank you Evan." (Y/N) said as she leaned her head onto Evans shoulder.
"It was. No need to thank me. This is what every good boyfriend should do." (Y/N) smiled as they both continued in silence as they made their way home.
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"So, usually it's not stupid what you were writing. You've written award winning work, so what is your next master piece?" Evan looked down at (Y/N) as she was cuddled into his chest. She looked up at him sitting up from the couch.
"Ah well... you know my history..."
"Yeah?"
"And I was writing what I would tell our kid. I-we work so hard. I work this hard for a reason. You do so to make millions feel comforted. I just felt like writing my thoughts on paper. I wouldn't ever want my kid to have to live my kind of life."
Evan watched her as he wrapped a arm around her and brought her into a hug. "(Y/N) I care to much to allow our someday kid to ever have to suffer any kind of pain. What got you thinking about these things?"
"Well... Evan?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm pregnant."
