Both of their eyes are closed

part 21

Okay guys, so this imagine sort of turned into a fanfic, and it's incredibly exhausting writing it out in second person. Therefore, from now on your name is Hope Harrison, and your best friends name is Sarah James-Taylor.

Thanks for reading!

"S-Sarah?" I stammer. Calum stands there with the other blanket and my eyes shift back and forth between the two soft squares of fabric. "Sarah what's this, why is there-?" Despite my repeated efforts I can't seem to form a complete sentence.

This! This is what the nurse was always grinning about. My stomach was huge because there was not only one, but two children growing inside of it. A boy and a girl. I breathing becomes shallow as I take a moment to wrap my mind around the news that has just been revealed to me.

I've had two children inside of me for the past six months and I didn't even know it. I feel rather stupid, it's not like I could see into my stomach or anything but still, they were inside of me for God's sake.

I try to decide how I feel about this. The room is spinning and my head is close used with the distant rumble of the boys making more noise than they should in a hotel.

Despite the fact that I'm the new that this is all about, I slip out onto the balcony unnoticed entirely. After a few minutes Ashton walks out. He's always been like a big brother to me. Looking after me, guiding me, comforting me. I feel like each boy has a role in my life. Ashton the big brother, Michael the annoying but loving twin brother, Calum the best friend, and Luke the lover.

"Are you okay?" Ashton asks. I've been wondering that myself lately.

"Honestly, I don't know." I sigh, looking out over the city as Ashton joins me in leaning onto the railing. "This whole situation is messed up. Luke doesn't even know that he's a dad, he wasn't here to experience what just happened, finding out there would be not one, but two sets of tiny feet patterning across the floor soon." My eyes betray me as a warm tear slides down the corner of my eye. I try to wipe it away before Ashton notices, but he knows me too well and takes me in his arms.

"It'll be okay," he says, his cheek pressed to the top of my head as his hand rubs up and down my back. "You'll still get to see his face when he wakes up and sees that big old baby bump you've got there." he gently pokes my swollen belly and I giggle and sweat his hand away just like I used to whenever he tried to tickle me.

I like how the four of us are still just the same as we used to be. Joking around, no fighting or drama, just everyone messing with each other and loving each other. I can't say I love any one of the boys more than the others, I just love each of them in different ways.

Strange happy/sad/confused/stressed tears roll down my face. hormones never help in tough situations. I wrap my arms around Ashton's waist and just stand there, letting the cool wind slide smoothly across my skin.

We stay like this for a while, just standing, not speaking. When the air begins to get too cool and the sky gets too dark, we head back inside. Everyone is sitting on the couch watching T.V. but none of them are actually paying attention. I sit down on the couch and immediately everywhere be starts basically waiting on me.

Sarah gives me a blanket and Mikey puts a bunch of snacks on the coffee table in front of me. After being on the couch for under two minutes, I have hot tea in my hands and a popcorn bowl sitting on the fluffy blanket that is draped over my lap. I giggle and thank every one.

"None of this is necessary, I mean it's not like the second child just popped in there today," I say with another giggle. Not long ago I was crying, and now I can't stop giggling and chuckling.

Stupid pregnancy hormones.

"Okay....now the hard question," Mikey says, folding his hands together and bringing them to his lap,sitting up strait like he is in a highly professional business meeting. "What movie are we going to watch this evening?" He elongates his neck and raises an eyebrow to add a snarky businessman element. We all laugh, even Calum, which is only strange because he's been rather quiet for a while. I want to know what's wrong but I don't want to put him on the spot or anything. I decide to ask him tonight when we go to bed.

I don't really mind what Sarah thinks about Calum and I sleeping in the same bed each night. I am not leaving Calum out there on the couch and personally, I would much rather sleep with him than with Sarah, knowing her she'll probably stay up talking until five in the morning.

We finally decide, after almost twenty minutes of searching, on The Princess Bride. I feel almost like I am going to fall asleep by the end of it, but I need to find out what's wrong with Calum.

I make myself another mug of tea and everyone sleepily drags themselves around the suite, getting ready for bed. We're all like zombies. It's been a long day for everyone.

I look at the clock and see that it's only midnight. Sarah is settled into the couch-bed in the living room, too tired to even complain about not getting an actual bed. I swear she's asleep the moment her head touches the pillow. I turn the lights off and go to the bedroom that Calum and I share. He has pretty much moved in by now. We would switch it up, but the boys have managed to make these rooms just as dirty as their bedrooms back home. I keep telling them to let the maid clean but all they let her do is set the sheets and towels just inside the suite.

They're so weird.

So they have all pretty much left their marks on the rooms. I pull on Luke's t-shirt and climb into bed, Calum follows shortly after. I wait a few seconds to let him settle in, but if I wait any longer than that, were busy th going to fall asleep.

"Calum?" I say.

"Yeah," he responds in a sluggish, deep voice.

"Is something the matter? You seemed a bit off today," I try to speak quickly, I can feel my eyelids growing heavier. like an hourglass letting me know that my time awake is almost spent for the day.

"Mmmm tomorrow...." He barely sound conscious, it's probably a good idea to just talk later.

"Okay, goodnight." No more words are spoken as I drift off to sleep, but not before I feel his hand on my stomach.

I am so so so sorry that I haven't updated in forever guys!!! I don't want to make excuses with you, you're worth more than that. Please please stick with the story! I will try to do better at updating once or twice a week so that the chapters can be longer (instead of three times a day like I did at the beginning)

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