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He Doesn't Know He Has A Kid

He Doesn't Know He Has A Kid

Ross:   You and Ross had broken up awhile ago, and before that, you were keeping a secret: his child. As you were walking down the street towards a small cafe with your three year-old son, you bump into Rocky there. "Oh, uh, hey (Y/N)," Rocky greets. "Hi Rocky," you manage a smile, hoping he won't question about (Y/S/N). "So, um, who's this?" He discreetly points to (Y/S/N), speaking in a soft voice. You sigh. "He's Ross'," you start. "I found out before the break-up, then didn't tell him and - is he here?" Rocky nods. "Yea, over there." He points to a booth where Ross was seated with Rydel, Riker, Ellington, and Ryland. "(Y/S/N)! Come back over here!" You tell your son sternly, as he runs over to the booth, seeing where his uncle pointed. "Hi!" He chirps, as you run over to grab him, Ell picks him up and sits him on his lap. "Hey there buddy," he smiles, then looks at you. "(Y/N)! Is he - is he yours?" You nod, then catch Ross' gaze, but he looks away, staring at (Y/S/N) with his eyebrows furrowed. He suddenly gets up, pulling you with him toward the door, and outside. "Why didn't you tell me?!" He demands once you were both outside. "We broke up before I could!" You defend. "How did you know?" "You relly thought I wouldn't know?" You sigh. Ross was right. Your son looked just like him: blonde hair, brown eyes, same smile, same nose, everything. "I'm sorry," you say. "I should've told you." Ross stares at you for a minute, then crashes his lips against yours, then pulling away. "I-I wanna be a part of his life," he whispers, forehead leaning against yours. "I dunno..." "I know what I said that night, but I'll make it up to you." You didn't respond, you just connected your lips again, comfirming your answer.

Riker:  You had broken up with Riker over a year ago, and I guess you could say you stayed pretty good friends. But what he didn't know was that you had his daughter, who was now two years old. You were supposed to be meeting up with Riker at a small local restaurant today, and you had no choice but to bring (Y/D/N) with you. You walk in, spotting Riker sitting at a small booth in the corner, getting a waitress to get a highchair, sitting across from Riker in the booth. "Hey," you say, knowing he'll obviously question you about your guys' daughter. "Here you are, ma'am," the waitress smiles, as you lift (Y/D/N) into the highchair, buckling her in. As you were doing this, you could feel Riker's eyes on you the whole time. You turn back to him, watching him glance from you to (Y/D/N) who was playing with her small toys, and back. "You - you had a child?" Riker asks you quietly. "Um, well, we did," you whisper, making Riker's eyes widen. "She's mine?" "Yea," you nod. "Oh," he whispers, but turns to (Y/D/N) nonetheless. "Hi there pumpkin," he smiles at her softly, stroking her cheek lightly. She just babbles, showing off her dazzling smile she recieved from Riker. He looks at you for permission to tell her, and you nod. "I'm Daddy," Riker tells your daughter. "Dada!" She smiles even wider, making Riker send her a big smile in return, making you smile.

Rocky:  You and Rocky have been best friends since god knows when, and awhile ago, you two got a little drunk at a party, and maybe had a little too much fun. You haven't seen Rocky since a few months afterward, and you had to cover up, but it worked. He has been on tour with R5 for a little over two years now and right now, you were at the airport with your  three year-old son, waiting for their plane to arrive with Stormie, Mark, and some of the other boys' girlfriends. You finally see him walk out, grey beanie covering his head. "Daddy?" (Y/S/N) chirps from below, standing beside you. You had shown him pictures of Rocky, telling him it was 'Daddy,' but not expecting him to remember. Rocky's face lights up with a huge smile once he sees you, striding over, his arms immediately embracing you. "Daddy!" (Y/S/N) chirps again, making Rocky look down at him, then back up at you, and he crouches down to his height, studying him for a minute. "Yeah, that's me," he smiles slightly at your son, making you smile at the both of them. They looked so alike: same brown hair, same eyes, and your son even started to play giutar recently. "How was your twip?" Your son asks. "It was good," he smiles. "But I gotta talk to Mommy, so talk to your Auntie Rydel for now, okay?" He nods, walking toward Rydel, then standing again, looking at you expectantly. "Y'know that party?" He nods. "Well, uh, we had a litte drunk fun, and yeah," you explain quietly. "You didn't tell me? Why?" He asks, a slight look of hurt washing over his face. "It was because I didn't want you distracted while you were on tour." You reason. "So what does this mean? We're togeth-" You take Rocky by surprise, kissing him softly, then pulling back slowly. "Yea."

Ellington:   You walk down the aisle, trying to catch your four year-old daughter. You and Ell had broken up because of this a little over three years ago. "(Y/D/N)! Get back here!" You call after her, finally getting into arms reach when someone else catches her. "Hey, hey, slow down," you look up to see Ell. "Why were you running away from Mommy?" "Because," (Y/D/N) sasses. He chuckles. "You listen to Mommy next time, okay?" She nods, and he lets her down, and you take her hand, still looking at him. "Is s-she ours?" He asks, making you nod and sigh. It wasn't a mistake, it was just that he had left you because of it. "Will you let me be a part of her life?" Ell looks down at you with a pleading look. You sigh again. "I know what I did," he says softly. "And I regret it. A lot. Every morning you're not beside me when I wake up-" "Okay, I get it," you laugh lightly, making Ell crack a small smile. "Will you take me back?" You nod. "Only because I've never stopped loving you."

Ryland:   You decided to take your eight year-old son to an R5 concert. You knew that it may cause drama, but it was about time he met his dad. You stand backstage with Stormie, waiting for Ryland to come off from his set. He finally does, shocked to see you - you two broke up a long time ago. "W-what are you doing here?" Ryland pulls you over to sit down. "Well, I have someone for you to meet," you pause. "(Y/S/N)! C'mere for a sec!" You call for your son, and he runs over to you a minute or so later. "Yeah Mom?" "There's someone I'd like you to meet," you turn to Ryland, meeting his stare, locking your eyes. "This is your dad, (Y/S/N)." (Y/S/N) looks at Ryland for a second or so until he hugs him with a huge smile on his face. Ry, in a surprised state, hugs back, smiling slightly at you. "Oh my gosh! Now you can teach me how to use that knob board thingy you used on stage Dad!" (Y/S/N) beams, out of the hug now, making Ry smile a little more at the word 'Dad.' "Yea, sure, anytime," he smiles, then turns to you as he runs off to see Ell. "So am I part of his and your life now?" He asks hopefully. "Yea," you smile softly, making Ryland bring you into a big bear hug, his head resting in the crook of your neck.

A/N: Hi!

So sorry I haven't been updating, but with school starting and stuff, I won't have as much time as before.

Q: Do you play any instuments? Would you want to learn to play any?

A: I play piano and guitar. I'd like to learn how to play drums, that would be awesome! :D

Anyway, hopefully I can update soon!

Love you all,

~Ash xoxo