Maybe a baby? 4/4

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MICHAEL: Your back leaned against the headboard while you laptop slightly burned your lap. "Whatcha doing?" Michael said, climbing into bed. He put his head right near your shoulder, looking at the screen. "Just watching a movie." Michael cuddled closer to you as the movie went on. "Oh my god, look how cute that baby is!" You exclaimed, in a high pitch voice. "Babe calm down," Michael reasoned."And if you asked me, we would make an even cuter baby," Michael mumbled. "What was that?" You asked, looking over at Michael, who was still watching the movie. "Oh that we could have the cutest baby in the world!" Michael exclaimed, pressing a sloppy kiss on your cheek. "I don't know, Michael. That baby is pretty cute." You argued. "There is no doubt in my mind, that we would have the cutest baby." Michael turned to you with a smile. "Then I guess we would have to have a baby, to prove that baby wrong." You said, not paying any attention to the movie. "Yeah I guess we would have to have a baby." Michael agreed.

LUKE: You and Luke were tangled up together at as the sun began to set. Luke had decided for his birthday that he would spend it at the beach with friends and family. "Y/n when are you going to give me a baby?" Luke asked, watching Calum play with two-year old Nathan. "First of all it's not a job in this marriage, and second of all we haven't really talked about it that much." You state back at him. "Well, I want one. One with your nose, your chin, and I just want a mini you," you smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I would want a mini you, just not the lip ring." You tell him. "Do you not like my lip ring?" Shocked, Luke asked. "No I love it, it's just our baby doesn't need one." Luke pulled you closer, "But our baby could be punk rock." Luke pouted his bottom lip. You laughed. "So it's settled we'll try for a punk rock baby," you declare. "Well any baby. I just want a baby with you." Luke gave you a kiss. "A healthy baby with my beautiful wife."

ASHTON: "Good news, our baby went down easy." Ashton said, sitting down next to you. "You treat that dog like he's our newborn," you say, wrapping your arms around Ashton, him putting an arm around you. "He kind of is. He still is a puppy, and he's the cutest puppy ever," Ashton giggled. Ashton watched the show in front of him, while you went just zoned out. "Ashton?" Ashton turned his head from the tv, "Yeah?" Ashton asked. "I want a baby," you declare to him. Ashton took a deep breath. "Ash, we've been married for three years now, and all we've gotten is a puppy. At this rate, we'll have a three huge dogs. I don't want to be that couple that substitute kids with dogs." Ashton stayed silent while chewing the inside of his cheek. "I didn't know you felt like that, I thought you were happy." Ashton's voice was soft. "Ash don't think I'm not happy, it's just I won't be when we're 40 and it will be too late." Ashton retracted his arm, and began to run his hand through his hair. "It's just, I always thought you weren't ready." He stated. "Well I'm ready now," you say.

CALUM: Calum paced back and forth, chewing his lip. "Y/n is it time," Calum asked, snapping you out of your thought. You glanced at your watch, "Yeah," you walked towards the piece of plastic that sat on the dresser. The nerves grew more and more in each second. Calum stood behind you with his arms crossed. You picked up the test, "Negative." A breathe of relief came from Calum. You kept starring at the test, not feeling the same way as Calum. "Y/n, you okay?" Calum asked. You put the test down and turned to face him, "It's just, a part of me slightly wanted it to be positive. I don't know," you confess to him. Calum shakes his head. "Y/n you know, we can't have a baby right now. I mean," he ran his hand through his hair, "don't get me wrong, I would love to have a baby with you, but this isn't the best time. Plus, I'm not ready for a kid. Toys, crying, poop, and I'm not there yet." Calum rambled on. You clenched your hands together, causing them to turn white. "But hey, maybe in a couple of years." Calum offered.

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