Luke: Luke lays next to you, your eight month old daughter on his bare chest, sucking her thumb, he strokes her head, winding her golden curls around his fingers, humming softly as she drifts off to sleep "how am I supposed to leave you?" He murmurs, his blue eyes meeting yours "Luke we'll be perfectly fine" you assure him, kissing his cheek and laying your head on his shoulder "but how can I be sure of it if I'm not here myself? Amanda is still colicky and she's feverish even now, my mother isn't arriving for another week, you're pregnant again. It's just asking for trouble!" He sighs, his gaze returning to his daughter "Luke Amanda is fine, we took her to the doctor just yesterday, and I told you from the start, I can handle my own, you don't need to stress your mom out, and for the last time: one missed period doesn't mean I'm pregnant Luke!" You push your hair out of your face and sit up "we haven't used condoms since Amanda was born" Luke states, you roll your eyes "wheter I'm pregnant or not, I'm pretty sure I can handle Amanda and myself, perfectly well for two months, and the fact that you are questioning my skills as mother is really hurtful" you snap, Luke sighs, gently pulling you towards him "you know I would never, you're an incredible mother-I'm just worried that you'll get stressed. Baby I'm positive you're pregnant again and I don't want anything to happen" he soothes you, you lie next to him and he kisses you softly "I suggested postponing the tour, but management wouldn't have it, and as much as I love performing-" his voice breaks and he looks down, nuzzling the top of Amanda's head "fuck I don't want to leave you guys behind" he shakes his head, gripping your hand tightly.
Calum: "I don't care what fucking management said! I can't leave (Y/N)! Not yet! Her emotional state is too frail!" You can hear Calum yelling downstairs, flinching at the magnitude of his voice "look Cal we're against it too, we care about (Y/N) as well, but management just won't budge mate" Luke responds, his voice calmer "I won't leave her! I won't! She needs all the support she can get right now, she's just getting out of her depression, come on guys! You've seen the cuts on her, you've seen what she's capable of doing when she's alone! I just-I can't leave her here by herself, I love her too much and I don't yet trust her enough with her own safety" you can hear Calum pacing back and forth, muttering angrily "Calum, look we know you don't want to leave her, but unless we all outright refuse to perform, management isn't gonna change their minds about this" Ashton sounds sad, and you can picture him frowning sympathetically and patting Calum's shoulder "what if-what if we convinced them to let her come along?" Michael suggests, you perk up, pressing your ear harder to the door "it's a long shot but-but it just might work" immediately you hear the front door fly open and Calum's car starting.
Michael: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are gray" Michael sings softly, rocking your four day old son Caleb in his arms, the baby snuffles, opening his green eyes briefly, Michael bites his lip, kissing the little boy's forehead as his eyes fill with tears, his breath hitching, his eyes dart over to where your three year old son is sleeping in his bed, a bit of drool on the corner of his mouth and his sandy blonde hair tousled, Michael sits at the side of the bed, gently shaking the boy's shoulder "Jordan? Jordan wake up buddy" he whispers "hmm? Wha? Daddy m'tired" Jordan mumbles, snuggling closer to his father "I brought your baby brother home" Michael says softly, smiling as Jordan instantly wakes up, scrambling closer in his Spiderman pyjamas, his eyes shine as he watches the tiny baby in his father's arms "he's so little daddy!" Michael nods, wrapping an arm around Jordan, his smile fading as he remembers the other piece of news he has to deliver "Jordy, daddy has to go away for a while" Jordan's head immediately snaps up, his face confused "why?" He pouts, his eyebrows furrowed, Michael sighs, stroking Jordan's hair "because I have work buddy, when you're older you'll understand, but I won't be gone long, just a few months okay? And while I'm gone, you're the man of the house okay? I want you to take care of mummy and Caleb bud, and I'll be back soon enough" he hugs Jordan and stands up slowly, wiping his eyes roughly "I love you little man, and we'll talk everyday" his voice breaks and he wipes his eyes again, furious at himself for crying "six months isn't that long, the time will fly by" but even as he says the words he knows he's lying.
Ashton: Ashton lies next to you, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, kissing your neck, he is panting slightly, still a tiny bit sweaty after having just made love to you "Ash get some rest, your flight is at 5am" you mumble, giggling as his stubble tickles you, he sighs, his lips touching yours, kissing you slowly, deliberately, hungrily "I can't sleep baby, this is my last night with you for eight months" he murmurs, pulling you on top of him, your head pressed to his chest so you can hear his heart beating, he sighs deeply "you know I really don't want to go" he strokes your back, his lips pressed to your forehead "yes you do Ash, you love performing" you remind him, he bites his lip, his hazel eyes clouding over "yeah...I do love performing-it's my dream...but I love you so much more, you're my everything, and eight months...is a long time, and it puts a strain on our relationship, and if I lose you" he trails off, his voice cracking "I love you too Ash, and you'd never lose me, you're stuck with me forever...for better or for worse remember?" You smile softly, pointing out your wedding ring to him, he nods, taking your hand in his "for better or for worse" he murmurs.
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