I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford

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Michael;

It's been a week since Nash has been born and we're finally going back to London. News feeds were flooded with Bree, Nash and I - talking about how adorable and cute he is and to congratulate us on the new addition to our family.

Dec was out with Ricky, Malachi and Kelsey while Bree, Row, Nash and I stayed inside. Bree suggested that it'd be a good idea for Dec to spend time with his dad before we left because we don't know how long before we come back.

"Michael?" Bree yelled from the room, I walk down the hallway and into the room.

"Yes love?" I ask, smiling at the view in front of me.

Bree was on one side of the bed while Nash was in the middle and Rowan was on the other side, both kids sleeping.

"I was wondering if you could listen out for the kids? I wanna take a shower, my back is killing me." She sighs and I chuckle.

"Of course," I walk over and kiss her forehead then help her up, "Go enjoy your shower, babe."

She smiles and walks passed me but I catch her wrist, turning her to me and I place my hands on her cheeks. I lean in and plant my lips on hers, kissing her slowly and passionately.

"I love you." I smile, her brown eyes look up at mine and she smiles widely.

"I love you more." She stands on her tippy toes and kisses me one more time before grabbing a pair of clothes and going into the washroom.

I go back into the living room and decide to start on dinner for us, debating on spaghetti or fish and rice. Rowan and Dec absolutely love their fish, the trait coming from their mother of course. I go down the hall and ask Bree about dinner, she replied with fish and rice so I go back and start that up.

Half hour later I'm dishing out the food into bowls and Nash starts crying, I rush to the room and see Rowan sitting up and watching Nash clueless. I chuckle, walking over and pick my boy up, Row holds her arms up and I pick her up as well, bringing them into the dining area.

I place Rowan in her high chair and continue holding Nash, going into the kitchen and grab Row's bowl and a spoon. She instantly squeals and starts eating, I prepare a bottle for Nash and grab my own plate and sit with Row, feeding Nash and myself.

Bree;

After I got out of the shower I had changed into some joggers and one of Mikey's shirts, I instantly smelled dinner and made my way down the hall to see a sight I admire so much; my fiancé feeding our kids while maintaining to feed himself.

"Hi hun." I walk up and kiss his stubbly jaw, smiling as I walk into the kitchen to serve myself.

"Hi baby, how was your shower?" He asks, taking a bite.

"Very much needed, I could take him if you want." I say placing my plate on the table and he shakes his head.

"It's okay, I've got it sweetie." He smiles and I return the gesture, starting to eat myself while watching Mikey be such an amazing father.

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*The Next Day*

It was time to leave to catch our flight and Declan was an absolute wreck. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy from crying since we left his father's place, he kept on begging me with a sobbing whine to let us leave him with Ricky but I couldn't; not to sound selfish but I'd miss him too much and we honestly don't know how long before we'd be able to get him back into our care.

Co-parenting is easy, as I've heard, but when you're constantly travelling around the globe it's not so easy at all. It's not that I don't trust Ricky and Kelsey with Dec, I do completely, but it's just that Declan's my first baby and I can't handle not being around him for a long period of time. I really don't know how Ricky does it, but we do facetime, call and snapchat with him when we can but that can't be the same with being around each other in person.