5sos Pregnancy Series

Week 4

Ashton (His POV)

Mandy and I arrived at the beach, finding my family already set up. I could see Lauren and Harry waving, showing us where they were. As we got closer they came running up to us, "Ashton and Mandy!" They shouted greeting us followed by my mother. "Hey Ashton," she said kissing my cheek then she did the same to Mandy. Once we put our bags down and opened are chairs, I pulled my shirt off then took out the sunscreen. "Hey babe, can you get my back?" I turned to Mandy, holding out the sunscreen. She was staring down at her hands, gripped at the end of her cover-up. It seemed like she didn't hear a word I said. "Mans," I said a little louder, to snap her out of her head. Her ocean matching eyes looked up at me. "Are you okay?" I leaned in closer to her and she looked down at her stomach then at my family. "Yeah, it's just uh... I know its too soon to tell and I'm acting paranoid but I just need you to confirm it. Do I look... you know?" We still haven't told anyone about her pregnancy yet and weren't going to till at least her second trimester. We like having our own little, exciting secret and these days you just can't trust anyone anymore. The media has its ways of finding out information you didn't want to expose. "I forgot to wear my tankini," Mandy spoke in a voice only audible to me. She lifted her cover up halfway to show me and as far as I could tell her stomach was still flat. "No, not at all. You have nothing to worry about, you're perfect." I half smiled then joked, "Ask me in four months!" Not realizing how loud I said that "Ask what in 4 months?" Harry said and my mother and Lauren turned their heads our way. I looked at Mandy and she nodded her head, grinning. My family has the right to know before every else. "What I was saying was for Mandy to ask me if she looks pregnant in 4 months because that's when she'll start to show." 

Calum (His POV) 

When Rachel didn't meet me at lunch last week or answer my calls, I knew something was wrong. It was very unlike her. So after my management meeting I went straight home and found her on the bathroom floor. With the sight before me, I honestly thought that someone had died but it was quite opposite. I saw the test in the sink and it was easy to connect the dots. Before Rachel could choke out the words, I immediately crouched down next to her and just held her. I didn't say anything because there was nothing to say. I silently smiled to myself as she took deep breaths in my chest. She tried to apologize for 'ruining my moment' but I shushed her. Since then I can tell Rachels been trying to get over her fears which means the world to me but there's a fine line with her. She's good at hiding and ignoring her feelings. I came downstairs yawning, finding Rachel sitting at the kitchen table. She was already dressed for work, looking at her laptop. "Good morning, Rache," I kissed her cheek then walked over to the coffee pot to make myself a cup. "Hey Cal," She said back. She seemed very focused on whatever she was reading on the screen. "What are you looking at?" I asked causing her to snap out of her focus. "Oh I'm just tracking my pregnancy by week so I know what to expect. I don't like surprises as you know." I grinned because underneath that girl who wearing a suit of armor to act brave and strong, was a girl that cared. She cared enough to follow along with what's going on with her body but most importantly our baby's growth. "What does it say?" I tried to not act too excited that I'd scare her away. "It says a whole bunch of early symptoms." She grumbled unamused but then I saw a slight sparkle in her eye, "But at four weeks, the baby's smaller than a poppy seed. I never knew anything could be that small." 

Luke (His POV)

I walked into the living room to find Sam washing the windows. But it wasn't a carefree, lazy Sunday cleaning. I was worried for the windows that they weren't strong enough to withstand the forceful, circling coming from her hands. I almost turned around to walk out but I'm too good of a person to do that. She only washes the windows when she's frustrated, annoyed, or stressed. It's never a good thing. "Sam baby," I started as she continued to grip the rag and spray the window washer. Then she started spitting her questions out a mile per minute, "Luke how and when are we going to tell our families about the baby? What are they going to think? What about your fans? Are we too young for this? Should we have waited longer? How are we going to go back and forth between the US and Australia with a newborn? How are we going to let our child live a normal life? What are the paps going to be like? Will they scare our child-""Sam!" I yelled making her stop talking. I was afraid if she carried on she would really break the window and pieces of glass would shatter on the floor. I removed the towel and spray from her hands then set them down. "Sam listen to me. One, you need to stop stressing out so much, stress can harm the baby and we don't want that. And two, stop with all the questioning. We'll figure it all out as we go. We are so ready for this- all of this. Trust me, the pieces will fall into place. But for right now calm down and sit down on the couch before you break the window and the pieces of glass fall all over the place. I'll go make you some tea then we can have a movie night. You pick the movie. Alright?" Sam nodded, dropping her shoulders as she calmed down saying a small thank you. "No problem." She sat on the couch then I draped a blanket over her, making sure she was settled before I went into the kitchen. It's going to be a long eight months... but I'm ready for it all.

Michael (His POV)

The guys and I were laid around the room, hanging out after finishing a three hour writing session. "Hey, Michael is everything alright? Seems like your somewhere else, man." Calum asked and I felt three pairs of eyes on me. I got so lost in my internal thoughts, I didn't realize it was showing externally. As soon as my mouth opened, everything poured out, "I'm just worried about being father. I know Charlotte's going to be an amazing mother- I've seen how she is with kids. But I'm an only child so I've never had experience with younger siblings or any kids really. And I don't want to talk about this with her because I know what she's going to say-" I spoke till I was interrupted, "Wait father?" Ashton questioned, the excitement brewing. "Aw shit. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone." I sighed loudly, rubbing my eyes. "Too late now I guess, Chars a month along. Guys, please don't tell anyone you know about this. We haven't really discussed when we were going to tell everyone. I'm still even getting use to the news." I rambled again. Then they started congratulating me and patting me on the back. "Well done, Michael." Calum teased then Luke said, "That's amazing bro. I'm truly happy for you both and I'm sure you'll be a great father by the time the baby comes but I understand what your saying about being inexperienced." He said and it seemed like he had an idea to help me out. I nodded for him to continue, "Look, next week I agreed to watch my niece and nephew but I have a scheduling conflict for that day that I didn't realize I had when I said yes. Maybe you and Charlotte could watch them instead?" Luke suggested and I accepted his offer. I needed all the experience I could get. Just then Char came walking in with a snack and the guys looked at her with a silly grin. She rolled eyes, then shook her head smiling at me,"You told them, didn't you."