5SOS Preferences and Imagines

Michael Doesn't Want To Be A Daddy

  EVER SINCE YOU MUMBLED THE WORDS 'I'M PREGNANT' MICHAEL WASN'T THE SAME PERSON. HE BACKED AWAY FROM YOU LIKE YOU WERE A DISEASE HE DIDN'T WANT TO CATCH. YOU KNEW HE WAS SCARED BUT YOU ALSO WANTED HIM TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU WERE TOO. "I CAN'T BE A FATHER." HE TOLD YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN, YOU REFUSED TO BELIEVE HIS WORDS EVEN AFTER HE MOVED OUT AND BEGAN TO LIVE WITH FRIENDS. "HE'LL COME AROUND." YOU TOLD EVERYONE BUT AS YOU TOLD THEM THEY HAD THEIR DOUBTS AS WELL.
"SO YOU GOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND PREGNANT AND LEFT HER BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT TO BE A DAD?" LUKE ASKED AND MICHAEL STOPPED THROWING THE BASKETBALL HE WAS TOSSING AROUND. "I CAN'T BE A DAD, LUKE. LOOK AT THE CAREER CHOICE THAT WE'VE GOT, IT'S NOT THE MOST IDEAL TO RAISE A CHILD ESPECIALLY WITH HOW YOUNG WE ARE. THINGS JUST DON'T WORK OUT. KIDS NEED THEIR PARENTS TO LIVE A GOOD LIFE. THAT BABY'S GOING TO NEED A DAD, A DAD THAT I HAVE NO POSSIBLITY OF BEING."
"YOU'RE AN IDIOT." LUKE SAID AND WALKED AWAY LEAVING MICHAEL ALONE.
MICHAEL LOOKED AT HIS HANDS AND SHOOK HIS HEAD. "I REALLY AM AN IDIOT." HAVING NO ONE ELSE IN THE ROOM LEFT MICHAEL TO LISTEN TO THE THOUGHTS SCRAMBLING AROUND IN HIS HEAD. THE FIRST THOUGHT THAT POPPED UP? YOU. AND A BABY. HIS BABY. THINKING ABOUT HIS BABY HAD HIM SHAKING HIS HEAD AND STANDING UP, ANGRY AND PUNCHING AT THINGS. "NO! NO! I CAN'T BE A DAD! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" HIS HEAD WAS HURTING AND HE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ALL THE DIFFERENT THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS THAT WERE COURSING THROUGH HIS BODY.
"MICHAEL?" VOICES SCREAMED AT HIM BUT HE KEPT SHAKING HIS HEAD, TRYING TO GET RID OF ANY VOICE. "MICHAEL!"
"GO AWAY!" HE FELT LIKE HE WAS GOING CRAZY UNTIL HE FELT HANDS ON HIS SHOULDERS, SHAKING HIM RATHER VIOLENTLY. "MICHAEL!"
MICHAEL'S EYES FINALLY SNAPPED CLEARLY OPEN AND HE WAS STARING RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF HIS BEST FRIEND. CALUM INTENTLY LOOKED AT HIS FRIEND, TRYING TO HELP HIM CALM DOWN AND REGAIN CONTROL OF HIMSELF. "WHAT THE HELL MAN? IT'S LIKE YOU WENT ON A RAMPAGE IN HERE. YOUR HANDS ARE BLEEDING AND SO'S YOUR HEAD."
"IT'S JUST FROM THE BLOOD ON MY HANDS." MICHAEL PANTED AS HE WAS LOWERED DOWN INTO SITTING NEXT TO THE WALL. "I JUST PUNCHED THINGS, DIDN'T HIT MY HEAD ON ANYTHING I SWEAR. WHAT ARE YOU REALLY DOING IN HERE BECAUSE YOU'VE LET ME GO ON RAMPAGES BEFORE WITHOUT STOPPING ME, WHAT HAPPENED THIS TIME TO MAKE YOU STOP ME?"
CALUM KNELT DOWN SO THAT HE WAS EYE LEVEL WITH MICHAEL. ASHTON AND LUKE STOOD BEHIND WATCHING, READY TO CONTAIN MICHAEL IF HE LASHED OUT AT NOTHING AGAIN.
"IT'S (YN). SHE'S IN THE HOSPITAL."
"HOSPITAL?"
LUKE NODDED. "YEAH, SHE WENT IN LAST NIGHT. JUST CALLED US ABOUT TEN MINUTES AGO."
"AND YOU'RE JUST NOW TELLING ME?" MICHAEL TRIED STANDING BUT CALUM PUSHED HIM BACK DOWN EASILY.
"YEAH, YOU'VE BEEN GOING PSYCHO FOR THE PAST TWENTY MINUTES AND WE FINALLY HAD ENOUGH. BUT THERE'S A REASON SHE'S IN THE HOSPITAL."
"AND THAT IS?"
"SHE HAD THE BABY."
MICHAEL'S EYES SNAPPED OPEN. "SHE HAD THE BABY? THE BABY WAS BORN? IS THE BABY HEALTHY?"
ASHTON SMIRKED. "(YN)'S DAUGHTER IS DOING ABSOLUTELY INCREDBLE. SHE SAYS THE BABY IS AMAZING. LOOKS JUST LIKE HER FATHER."
TEARS PRICKED AT THE CORNERS OF HIS EYES AND AS MICHAEL STOOD UP, NO ONE STOPPED HIM THIS TIME. ASHTON HELD UP THE KEYS. "I'M GUESSING YOU WANT TO GO SEE HER?"
MICHAEL DIDN'T RESPOND, HE JUST PUSHED PAST ASHTON AND GOT INTO THE CAR, WAITING IMPATIENTLY FOR THE OTHERS TO GET INTO THE CAR. ONCE IN, ASHTON SPED TOWARDS THE HOSPITAL WHILE STILL DRIVING RESPONSIBLY, DRIVING MICHAEL INSANE.
"WE'RE ALMOST THERE. RELAX, YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT THIS ANYWAYS."
THE GLARE THAT MICHAEL GAVE LUKE HAD LUKE SHRUGGING. "JUST USING YOUR WORDS AGAINST YOU. I'M GLAD YOU'RE TAKING THEM BACK, JUST PROVES THAT WE WERE ALL RIGHT AND YOU WERE MORE WRONG THEN YOU KNEW."
THE CAR WAS STILL MOVING WHEN MICHAEL GOT OUT AND RAN INTO THE HOSPITAL. "I NEED (YN) (YLN)'S ROOM NUMBER. SHE JUST HAD A BABY. MY BABY. I'M THE DAD." THE NURSE NODDED AND TOLD MICHAEL WHERE HE HAD TO GO. NORMALLY HE WASN'T ONE FOR RUNNING BUT TODAY, HE WAS RUNNING AS IF HE WAS IN A MARATHON, AND WAS WINNING IT. HE REACHED YOUR DOOR AND SHAKILY REACHED OUT FOR THE DOOR HANDLE, BEFORE PULLING IT BACK AND TAKING A FEW STEPS BACK. "I TOLD HER I COULDN'T DO THIS, THAT I WOULDN'T DO THIS. I CAN'T JUST SHOW UP."
"YES YOU CAN." THE OTHER BOYS HAD FINALLY CAUGHT UP WITH MICHAEL. CALUM PATTED HIM ON THE BACK. "WHEN SHE CALLED, SHE SPECIFICALLY ASKED FOR YOU, SO YEAH YOU CAN JUST SHOW UP. GO IN ALREADY WILL YOU?"
ASHTON HAD THE DOOR OPEN FOR MICHAEL AND MICHAEL WALKED IN SLOWLY. YOU WERE LAYING ON THE BED, LOOKING AWAY FROM MICHAEL, YOUR EYES WERE ON THE SQUIRMING, SQUEALING BUNDLE IN YOUR ARMS. HE COULDN'T SEE MUCH OF THE NEWBORN BUT HE DID LOCK EYES WITH THE BABY AND FELL TO HIS KNEES RIGHT THEN AND THERE. EARLIER TEARS THREATENED TO SPILL FROM HIS EYES BUT NOW, THEY DIDN'T THREATEN, THEY CHARGED THROUGH THE BARRIERS AND STREAMED DOWN HIS FACE.
HEARING THE THUD OF HIS KNEES MEETING THE FLOOR, YOU TURNED SLOWLY IN THE BED, CAREFUL NOT TO HURT YOUR LITTLE GIRL. "MICHAEL?" YOU HAD CRIED EARLIER AT THE JOY AND HAPPINESS OF SEEING YOUR BABY GIRL FOR THE FIRST TIME AND NOW YOU WERE IN TEARS AGAIN AT THE SIGHT OF MICHAEL CRYING OVER YOUR LITTLE GIRL. "MICHAEL, YOU CAME!"
HE SHAKILY STOOD BACK UP AND WALKED TO YOUR BEDSIDE, GINGERLY PUTTING A HAND ON THE BEDRAIL THE OTHER JUST ABOVE THE NEWBORN'S HEAD. "SHE'S A GIRL I WAS TOLD?"
YOU NOD. "YEAH, SHE'S A GIRL. A PRETTY BABY GIRL."
MICHAEL SHOOK HIS HEAD. "SHE'S NOT A PRETTY BABY GIRL, (YN). SHE'S THE MOST GORGEOUS BABY GIRL IN THE WORLD. I AM SO SORRY. I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T WANT THIS, SAID I COUDLN'T DO THIS. BUT I SEE HER NOW, AND, GOD I'M AN IDIOT, (YN). I'M SO SORRY."
YOU ONLY NODDED. "THERE'S A LONG ROAD OF FORGIVENESS TO COME, MIKEY, BUT FOR NOW WE'LL PUT IT ON HOLD." HE NODDED IN AGREEMENT AND SMILED WHEN YOUR DAUGHTER REACHED OUT AND GRABBED MICHAEL'S PINKY WITH HER TINY ROSY PINK HAND. "SHE'S HOLDING MY FINGER." HE WAS IN AWE AND YOU GIGGLED. "I THINK YOU SHOULD HOLD HER."
"I SHOULD?"
YOU PASSED HER OVER INTO HIS BLACK LEATHER CLAD ARMS AND NODDED, SEEING THE TALL BIG BAD BOY MELTING AT THE SIGHT OF A TINY NEWBORN BABY WHO SUDDENLY HAD HIM WRAPPED AROUND HER FINGER. THE SIGHT MADE YOU CRY JUST A BIT HARDER. "YEAH, YOU REALLY SHOULD, MIKEY."