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Charlotte's POV

The next morning I woke up next to Ian, instantly smiling at the sight of my little angel sleeping. But just watching him caused so many thoughts to rush through my mind. Mel was right; Ian needed a father figure. He had me and Mel but that could never be enough for him. Slowly, my thoughts turned onto Ross and how much I missed him and how much I needed him when things got difficult. Before I could do anything, I choked out a sob and felt my breathing become more difficult as tears streamed down my face.

I heard my name called and found myself being pulled towards someone's chest, soon realizing that it was Ross's. His arms instantly flung around me and he gently pulled me into his lap as his fingers rubbed small circles on my back, whispering my name softly. "Charlotte, what's wrong?"

"G-get away from me!" I tried hitting his chest, attempting to get away from him but that failed and I ended up hiding my face in his neck. For some reason, having Ross hold me like this again made me feel vulnerable around him. Maybe he was trying to help but it was just making it worse. This was how he'd always hold me in order to comfort me and him holding me like that now brought back so many memories. Too many memories.

"Charlie, please tell me what's wrong?" Ross placed two fingers under my chin, lifting my head up as he wiped my tears with his thumb.

"N-no." My vision was blurred out by the tears as I watched him, the frown that had formed on his features when he had saw me like this.

"Charlie, please." Ross pleaded and I felt his grip around me gently tighten as he held me closer. "Do you want me to get Rydel?"

I lifted my head up from his neck, nodding slowly and fighting back to let out another sob as Ross continued rubbing my back. He placed me on the bed as he stood up, disappearing for a moment before coming back. "I'll take care of him, Charlie so you and Rydel can talk." He gave me a small smile which, surprisingly enough, I returned and watched him as he scooped Ian into his arms. I heard his footsteps down the corridor which told me that he probably went into his parents or Rocky's, Riker's and Ryland's room.

I stared at the floor as Rydel entered and I felt her eyes on me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her giving me a sympathetic smile, "What's wrong, Hun?" We had been best friends when I lived near the Lynch's and when Ross and I were dating. After what happened, I left so quickly, I never even got to say a proper goodbye to them and didn't tell neither of them about what happened.

"I-I don't know how to feel when I'm around Ross, like he just appeared in my life again and -"

"I can tell you still love him." She gave me a knowing look and I quickly shook my head.

"I-I don't....okay, I don't know. Seeing him again and how he's acting around my son just makes me question my feelings." I looked up at her.

"What exactly happened between you two? When you left, Ross just said he messed everything up and then wouldn't speak of the subject."

"Well, we were at a college party and I-I saw him with another girl and we broke up." The image of Ross with that girl still made me sick every time I thought about it. I swallowed a lump in my throat and proceeded to continue, "I didn't see him for a few years and then, I-I was in a club and saw him and then we went to his apartment and one thing led to another and..w-we ended up having a one night stand. Then I didn't see him again for a few more years until now when he messaged me on twitter and w-we met again." I fiddled with my thumbs nervously and Rydel shuffled closer, enveloping me in a tight hug.

"Ian is Ross's son, isn't he?"

I nodded slowly, anxiously biting my lip. I had expected her to be upset, furious that I hadn't told her or anyone in the family that Ross was a father, but she wasn't. She simply smiled at me, her eyes practically lighting up. It was clear just from the look in her eyes that she was excited to have a nephew. Her excitement didn't stop me from being hesitant about letting Ross into Ian's life, though.

Yes, it was my choice to not tell Ross about his son, but I believed my reasons were valid. He had cheated on me, ripped out my heart and stomped on it. Finding out I was pregnant was his baby had caused my mind to have a battle with itself. To tell him or not to tell him?

Five years later and here I was.

I dried my eyes with a tissue Rydel handed me, offering her a weak smile in thanks. She smiled. "So, tell me about my nephew."

Yay!! I finally updated after a month, anyway a lil bit of a life update for you guys - I came back from my holiday on Sunday, I'm starting college in 2 weeks time (so the updates will probably be even more rare) and it's a month until I'm meeting r5