"And we're 5 Seconds of Summer!" Luke yells. We all run off stage, panting and sweating. I see Georgia not to far away and I walk up to her. "Hey babe" I peck her lips. She wraps her arms around me.
"Hi" I chuckle wrapping my arms back around her.
"What's up?" I ask.
"Nothing.. I've just been thinking about this whole baby thing.." I nod, "and I was thinking I should go to a doctor to double check I am"
"Yeah. I'll come with you"
"No you don't have -"
"I want to" I smile. Georgia smiles back.
"Tell me a date and we will go" Georgia nods and I intertwine our fingers. We walk out to the back, with my guitar still slung around my body, to the van.
"What took you guys so long?" Luke asks.
"Have a quickie in the bathroom?" Ashton yells.
"Maybe you should shut your mouth Ash" I say putting my guitar into its case. Georgia gets into the car as I do so. Once I'm done, I close the back and get into the car. Luke slams the door shut and I glance around. No seats. I guess that's what Georgia and I get for deciding to walk..
Georgia stands up in the confined space and motions for me to seat. I sigh doing so. Georgia goes to sit on the ground but I pull her to my lap. She shrieks and I chuckle wrapping my arms around her body.
What if there really is a baby inside of her? How would the boys react to this news? Would they be thrilled? Would they tell us to get rid of the baby before its born? I don't think I could do that, I'd leave the band before that decision is made.
"Why are we even leaving early? I wanted to see Ed Sheeran!" Georgia pouts. I chuckle kissing the back of her neck.
"Sorry but did you see how we fucking rocked that crowd? I think we deserve a nice night out" Calum smirks.
"We are going clubbing"
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"Come drink Georgia!" Georgia shakes her head again. I feel really bad, she's the only one not drinking. I know why but the others don't and I have a feeling that they might force the drink down her throat soon. "No I'm fine with water" she glances at me and I sigh.
"We are going to dance" I say standing up and extending my arm for Georgia. Georgia gets up slowly and follows me into the crowd. I kill her to my body and sway with the music. I may be drunk, but I am not that drunk.
"Michael" Georgia giggles. I look down at her and raise an eye brow. "We are slow dancing while everyone is jumping and grinding" I shrug.
"I don't care" I lean down and connecting our lips. I pull back resting my forehead against hers. "People are staring"
"So what? They won't remember any of this in the morning. They're probably drunk of their arses!" I laugh. Georgia chuckles.
*Georgia's POV*
Being with Michael is pure bliss. I just love being in his presence because he will make a okay day turn into a bloody fantastic day. And that's why I love him and I'm ready to have a child with him. I mean yeah, it'll be hell and awkward at first but we will get through it. I have no idea when he wants to tell the boys and everyone. But I have a feeling he wants to tell his family. I'd tell mine but they'll freak the shit out. I know if I tell harry, he'll go back and tell mum who will tell dad. And dad being dad, will freak and be an over protective dad.
Even though Michael is drunk, this is special moment for the two of us. It's been awhile since we've had akin time together, even if we are in a club full of drunk teenagers and hookers, I'm fine because any moment with Michael is fantastic. Michael makes me feel safe and secure, and I honestly don't want to loose that feeling again. Loosing Michael once was hell, but now I've got him back I'll make sure he isn't going anywhere.
If a baby is on the way, the boys will have to find out, his management will have to find out, our parents first of all and especially his fans. That's who I'm worried about most because they can abuse me with their words or they can even hurt me while walking from a building to a car. His fans are incredibly nice, but when it comes to these four boys, they are also extremely protective towards them and with this bump in Michael's career things might change in their fandom and I don't want to ruin that for anyone. I never do.
If the baby is a girl and I just imagine how protective Michael will be over her. He has always be protective of me, so what's going to stop him from being protective from our daughter. That sounds nice, our daughter. I can just imagine her having Michael's eyes and laugh. The way he crinkles his nose, she will have the same crinkle. If we have a boy though, I can just picture Michael teaching him how to do his hair, what clothes to wear, chasing him around the house while playing a game. I smile at these thoughts, I honestly can't wait to have a child with Michael.
"Georgia! Did you know how pretty you are!" A drunk Michael brings me out of my thoughts. And of course, when we have a child he can't get drunk all the time like he is now.
"Yes Michael" I giggle. Michael smiles and kisses my forehead.
"That was meant to be your lips" he giggles. Yes, giggles. I being a hand down from his neck and cover my mouth as I try to keep the giggles inside of me.
"Are you laughing at me?" Michael gasps. I nod. Michael drops his mouth before dropping his head to my next and kissing there. I sigh bringing my hand back around his neck.
"I love you" he mummers into my neck.
"I know, I love you too" I bring a hand up and run it through his hair. I hear him sigh into the crook of my neck. We continue to sway along to the fast and upbeat music. I look around us to see people from teenagers to middle aged people dancing and grinding against each other, but then in the middle of the dance floor is Michael and I who are slow dancing.
"Can we go home?" Michael asks lifting his head. It's then that I see just how tired he is.
"Oh course, let's go tell the other boys okay?" I say stepping back and Michael immediately grabs onto my hand as we make our way through the drunken crowd. We reach the table where all the boys are and I tell them that we are going to leave.
We walk outside and wait for a taxi to come to take us home. Michael leans against me. I didn't think he was that drunk but I guess he's so tired that he might not be able to keep his eyes open. We hop into the back of the taxi, and Michael leans his head against my shoulder after he tells the driver where to go. I run my hands through his hair and Michael sighs every now and then. When the driver pulls up to the apartments, we get out and pay the driver before we walk inside to the lobby and going into the waiting elevators. It reaches our floor in no time, and Michael and I walk down the quiet hallway to our room at the end.
When we are inside, Michael literally drops onto the bed in his jeans and T- shirt. I sigh walking over and un-doing his boots one by one and placing them at the end of the bed on the floor. "Turn over babe" I whisper. Michael groans and rolls over. I reach for the bottom of his jeans but his hand stops me.
"If you just wanted me naked, you could have asked" I look up at his face to see him lazily looking at me with a smirk on his face. I breathe out a laugh whilst shaking my head. "Did you wanna sleep in jeans then?" Michael nods and I reach to pull the covers over his body.
"Where are you going?"
"To get changed Michael. I'll be back in a minute" I walk to the bathroom and find one of Michael's shirts along the way. I close the door softly, and getting out of the dress I have on. I put Michael's shirt over my body and it falls down to my thighs. I sigh taking a look at myself in the mirror before exiting the bathroom and climbing into bed with Michael. I lie on my side and soon I feel an arm wrap around my middle and Michael's breath on the back of my neck.
"Goodnight baby"
"Goodnight Michael"
