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Hope y'all enjoy, I feel this one's especially sweet.
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A loud cry woke the already irritable ginger in the dead middle of night.
He swung his legs from the bed, a scowl covering his face as he marched his way to the room where the noise was coming from.
As upset as he was, the singer couldn't stay mad when he was met by the sight of his new born daughter crying in her crib.
"Shhhh," he calmed her, picking the infant up, rocking her in his arms.
If someone were to of told Axl that he would end up being a single parent to an innocent little girl, he would of laughed it off. But then again, things happen, and he ended knocking up a girlfriend of his, and she left the baby to him, running off after birth.
Axl had to clean his act up the second he became a father, stop the drugs completely, cut down on drinking and smoking, spend less time with the band and most importantly, fix his attitude.
There were times where the entertainer wouldn't get one ounce of sleep a night, it was terrible for him, always tired and annoyed. Yet he couldn't imagine anything different, the amount of love he felt for the baby was more than he knew he was capable of.
Sure, he's always had a soft spot for kids, most likely due to his childhood, but never did he imagine having one of his own.
And he made his mind up that he would be the best parent he could for his daughter, raising her right, giving her the best childhood he could provide. Succeed to do what his parents failed with him.
It was hard for him, sometimes he'd have one of the boys help him, but they had no idea what they were doing. Though, it wasn't like he had much either. So far, he was the first member of Gn'R to have a kid.
The only experience he really had with kids was his past girlfriends young son, but he was already above the newborn stage.
Snapping him back out of his thoughts, his daughter's sniffling brought a worrisome glance from Axl.
"Ya' hungry?" He cooed to the small girl.
Getting a better grip on her, the singer slowly made his way to the kitchen where some pre-made baby formula was.
He grabbed the bottle and Axl walked over to one of the living room chairs.
Sitting down, he bounced the infant on his leg, giving her the bottle whenever her blue eyes would look at it, or her small hands would reach out for it.
After a good ten minutes, her eyes finally started to shut, giving Axl slight relief.
He quietly started to head back to her room, gently setting her down in the crib.
Debating for a second, Axl decided to just make a pallet on the floor next to where his newborn slept.
"Good night, little girl," he brushed a finger across her tiny hand.
Laying down, he was finally able to finish the night off without any interruption. Both father and daughter sleeping soundly.
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A/N
Sorry for how short that was, but it was very heartwarming to write. Thanks to the person who requested it, so sweet.
Hope y'all liked it.
Feel free to comment, open to criticism.
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