Honeypie (Oliver Sykes)

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Needless to say, Evelyn didn't make it to 8:00. Arabella woke up screaming and Evelyn had been down stairs, frantically trying to calm the baby down. Oliver followed soon after and took the baby from Evelyn. 

"I don't know what to do. I changed her, rocked her, fed her but she didn't want the bottle, hell I even sung to her." she said, throwing her hands up in frustration. Oliver shushed his daughter and began to lightly tap her back. Arabella squirmed against him before letting out a loud burp before falling asleep on his shoulder. He gave Evelyn a look and she face palmed. 

"She had a stomach ache." Oliver laughed and handed the baby back to Evelyn who went upstairs to place the baby back in her crib. Oliver got to work with making breakfast as Evelyn got ready. Arabella was meeting her four uncles today and Oliver was stress cooking. He knew the guys would love and adore her but there's always that 'what if' thought that lingered in the back of his head. Arms wrapped around his waist, breaking him from his thoughts. He leaned his head back against the one buried in between his shoulder blades. 

"You're tense." she noted and he instinctively began to relax. It always amazed him how her voice had such an effect on his body. 

"Oskar pissed in the bathroom." she added and ran off laughing as he groaned.