Alive • Cake
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MOODSWINGS - Cake (Mpreg!) [completed ✔️]
"This is not happening," Luke muttered under his breath. He was sitting cross legged on his bed, still in his red flannel pyjama pants and an old beige rolling stones shirt. He had both hands buried in his hair and his elbows on his knees while staring intently at the duvet in front of him. "Tell me I'm dreaming this," he demanded. The man opposite of him stayed silent. He, too, sat crosslegged on the rumpled bed, facing Luke and reached his hand over to pick up an empty box from the bedside table. His eyes scanned over the side of the empty wrapper before he discarded it next to the bed. "I mean," he mumbled, "there's only a 95% chance of them being correct.." "Five out of five are positive, Calum," Luke snapped. The pair stared down at the tests again. "It is... it would be mine, right?," Calum asked quietly.Completa
take it
"Don't fucking touch her!" "You're never going to let her grow up and take it, will you?"Completa
Groupie? // 5SOS
"If you don't let me explain, I swear to god I'm walking out that door with my stuff by late morning." She threatened. "I don't care. You've hurt me enough. I couldn't care less if you left. In fact, you'd be doing me a favor." I said carelessly. Tears began falling from her glassy eyes. "Well if that's how you feel, then I'll pack and book a flight home." She headed towards my room to pack up her stuff. Within an hour, she had booked a flight for early this morning and had packed all of her things. It was three in the morning. She told me her flight was at seven. She looked at me with no emotion evident in her face and left without another word. *no mention of self-harm or suicide*Completa
silence
"You're quiet" "Yeah"Completa
forget
"You won't forget me, right?" "No, I promise you"Completa
Stay With Me (Muke)
"I didn't want to believe what I was hearing when Ashton called me, crying his eyes out about what had happened to you... But you're going to be okay, I know you will... Because I need you... I need you to stay with me"Completa
"This is not happening," Luke muttered under his breath. He was sitting cross legged on his bed, still in his red flannel pyjama pants and an old beige rolling stones shirt. He had both hands buried in his hair and his elbows on his knees while staring intently at the duvet in front of him. "Tell me I'm dreaming this," he demanded. The man opposite of him stayed silent. He, too, sat crosslegged on the rumpled bed, facing Luke and reached his hand over to pick up an empty box from the bedside table. His eyes scanned over the side of the empty wrapper before he discarded it next to the bed. "I mean," he mumbled, "there's only a 95% chance of them being correct.." "Five out of five are positive, Calum," Luke snapped. The pair stared down at the tests again. "It is... it would be mine, right?," Calum asked quietly.
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