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He finds out you had a baby after you break up - cashton

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Ashton: "Ashlyn, please? Baby, don't cry. Shh." You plead silently as you rock the fussy baby in your arms. It takes you a moment to realize that the doorbell had woken her up and you still struggle with the 2-month-old girl when you go to check. Your breath catches in your throat when you find yourself standing face-to-face with Ashton. Ever since he had broken up with you over Skype 7 months ago, either of you hadn't said a word to each other. "I... I came to pick up my stuff-" He cuts himself off when he looks up from the ground and sees you. There's a flicker in his eyes and it suddenly looks like he's about to cry. "Is she yours? Did you - Did you cheat on me?" Your breath catches and you can you feel your eyes widen out of surprise. "Ashton, no! No, I-" you stutter, frustration taking over. "Please don't. I can't take you hating me right now I-" A loud wail from Ashlyn interrupts you and you're so close to crying yourself. Ashton hesitantly reaches his arms out, swallowing the apparent lump in his throat. "Let- let me try." He says shakily and you gently place the baby into his arms, watching closely as he cuddles her close to his chest. It doesn't take long for her loud cries to turn into barely hearable whimpers. That's when you break and you can't keep it to yourself any longer. "She's yours, Ashton. I didn't cheat on you. She's yours." Your voice comes out small but you know he heard you and you nervously fiddle with the hem of your t-shirt. When you gather enough courage to look at him, you can tell he's struggling to decide if he should be angry or upset. Opening the door wider, you silently invite him in. Neither of you say a word as you follow him into the living room. He sits down on the couch still cradling Ashlyn in his arms. Cautiously, you lower yourself down beside him while trying to prepare for him responding to your previous statement. "She's mine? What - How? Why didn't you tell me?!" He finally says and the tears escape you even before you can comprehend that you're about to cry. "I was going to tell you the day you broke up with me, Ashton! I swear I was. I was already four months pregnant and I was going to tell you but then you broke up with me and I didn't know how to tell you. And then I almost had a miscarriage and I- I'm sorry, okay?" Ashton pulls you into a hug immediately, holding Ashlyn with his other arm. Seeing how easy it comes for him makes you cry even harder and you can tell Ashton doesn't quite know what to do. Sensing his uncomfortableness, you manage to get a grip on yourself and stop crying. Ashton furrows his eyebrows. "What happened when I... When I was away?" Biting your lip, you brace yourself by inhaling deeply. "I... I went into a mild depression when you broke up with me. You were my rock - you still are - and I didn't know what to do without you. To top it, I was nineteen and pregnant. I just forgot I was taking care of another person in addition to myself. I got better though. I knew I had to get better for her. When they told me I was having a girl, I couldn't help but think how much you always wanted a daughter and I was so close to telling you. But then two months later I went into labor and she was born premature. She's a fighter though and she pulled through." Ashton stares back at you, his eyes shining with unshed tears. As if Ashlyn can sense her daddy's sadness, her tiny fingers grabs a hold of his shirt. "What's her name?" He croaks out, looking fondly down at the 2-month-old girl. "Ashlyn," you smile. "Ashlyn Faith Irwin." Ashton's head snap toward you so fast you're worried about his neck. Raising your eyebrows cautiously, you motion for him to continue. "You named her after my initials?" You nod, your teeth lathing onto your bottom lip. Ashton grins widely, letting Ashlyn take ahold of his index finger. "I'm so sorry for leaving you, Y/N. I'm not lying when I say that I have regretted it ever since. I've been a mess. And - And if you're okay with it, I'd really like for us to try again? I want to be in Ashlyn's life. I want to be in your life."

Calum: "So, how are you holding up?" Mali-Koa asks, bouncing a giggly Thomas on her lap. The three of you are sitting outside on the balcony of her apartment. Since Thomas was born, the two of you have grown a lot closer and you visit her as often you can - wanting Thomas to spend time with his aunt. "This is one of the bad days," you sigh. "I miss him so much." Mali-Koa sighs and gives you a pitiful look before hesitantly pointing out that that you're the one who broke it off in the first place. Being reminded of that is almost like a stab to the stomach. "I know that, but I didn't know I was pregnant back then! I just couldn't handle him being away all the time. Especially not when he was surrounded by beautiful girls everywhere he went." "He hated being away from you too and you know that. You hurt him badly when you broke up with him and to make it even worse he has a son that he doesn't even know about!" She pauses, biting her bottom lip in thought. "As much as I love the two of you, I can't keep doing this, Y/N. Cal's my brother and I can't keep pretending I'm not seeing his son once a week. Every time he asks me how my week has been I want to tell him. I'm sorry. I just can't keep it from him any longer." You nod in acknowledgement, the lump in your throat making it impossible to voice your understanding. Before you can contain it, a sob wrecks your body and after that it seems almost impossible to stop again. Mali-Koa looks hopeless, rubbing your hand in an attempt to comfort you. It isn't until you hear the front door of the apartment open and Calum calling out for Mali that you force yourself to stop sobbing. Calum comes walking out on the balcony, talking about how band practice finished early but quickly stops himself mid-sentence when he sees you. His body tenses when he realizes you're crying and your heart aches for him even more. His whole posture freezes when he spots Thomas in Mali's lap however. "Do I have a nephew I don't know about or something?" All three of you know he's only asking to avoid the obvious. Mali-Koa sighs in defeat, sending you an apologetic look before carefully placing Thomas on your lap. "It's your son, Cal. I'm sorry for keeping it from you. I just wanted to spend some time with him in case the two of you don't get back together." With a pat on Calum's shoulder and a sad smile, she walks inside and leaves you alone with her brother. Calum looks at you, cocking his eyebrow. "He's mine?" "He's a spitting image of you, Calum, I think it's safe to say he's yours. I-I... I didn't know I was pregnant with him when I broke up with you. I found out about two months later and I was already five months along then. I just kept ignoring the signs, not wanting it to be true. I'm sorry I didn't tell you and I'm sorry I kept Mali from telling you. I was heartbroken and I let that cloud my judgment." Calum clears his throat, his eyes still stuck on the little boy in your arms. "You broke up with me though." "I know and not a day has gone by where I haven't regretted it. Thomas look so much like you and every time I look at him I think of you. I miss you so much." Calum stares blankly, looking almost dumbfounded. You wait in agonizing silence to get some kind of reaction out of him. "You named him Thomas? After me?" You only nod, not trusting your voice. Your heart is pounding furiously as you continue to wait for his reaction. "I... I'm still mad at you for not telling me about my son. I could have been there for the two of you. I'm not sure how long it'll take me to forgive you, But... I do know I want to in his life now. And we can see what happens with us?" Again, you nod and if it hadn't been for Thomas, you'd thrown yourself into his arms. Calum seemingly still knows you though and quickly wrap you into a hug, kissing his son's forehead in the process.