Outfit in external.
I barely got any sleep last night, my mind was too awake with the question of who could be the father of my child.
Could it be Ashton? I mean he was the first boy I…err…yeah, you know.
Luke? Well I don’t particularly want Luke to be the dad he seems settled, I don’t want to ruin that.
Calum? I don’t think Calum would except the fact Rylee was his, he seems like he doesn’t want her.
And finally Michael? I think Michael would be a great dad and it’d be convenient, even though, we aren’t really in a relationship, I mean he hasn’t asked me to be his girlfriend we just do…coupley things.
I turned over and saw Michael asleep, he looked like such a cutie, his messy hair even messier and his lips slightly parted as he breathed in and out. It was only then I realised my daughter tucked safely in his arms.
“I hope to God you’re the father.” I muttered before leaning down and kissing Rylee’s head. I flung my legs over the side of my bed and stood up. I stretched before making some toast; I quickly turned on the kettle and began boiling some water for Coffee. After both the toast had popped and the kettle had boiled I began making my breakfast.
It was about 1pm when my dad walked down stairs; he made himself something to eat and sat on the couch. I sat beside him and drank my coffee slowly.
“So are you and that Michael kid together?” My dad asked, I shrugged and took a bite of my toast, slightly burnt, sigh.
“What do you mean by-“ He shrugged and I shrugged back.
“Whoa.” He laughed before taking another sip of his coffee.
“This,” I mumbled picking up the brown envelope. “Is the answer to the question.” I told him.
“What question?” My dad asked making me roll my eyes.
“Loser. The question to who Rylee’s dad is?” I replied, he nodded and drank more coffee.
“Who are you hoping it is?” He asked.
“Maybe Michael.” I replied and he smiled.
“I have to admit, Michael’s a good dad.” My dad smirked and I smiled.
“Yeah well, that’s Mikey for you.” I told him.
“Ooh Mikey? Cute what’s yours Skyla-y?” Dad joked, I rolled my eyes dramatically.
“Everyone calls him Mikey, stupid!!” I exclaimed and he laughed.
“Plus Mikey calls me Sky, no one else does.” I smirked poking my tongue out.
“Whoa, call the police Mikey calls her Sky.” My dad mumbled sarcastically, I lightly punched him and he laughed.
“You’re a loser, you know that?” I asked and he shrugged. I heard footsteps and I turned to where Mike was carrying Rylee downstairs.
"Afternoon." I smiled, he chuckled and mumbled one back.
He sat down and sat Rylee in his lap, Tara ran down and turned on the TV, 5SOS' new single Don't Stop began playing and I smiled at her. Michael laughed and was jumping around, screaming the lyrics. (ON THE SIDE).
You're like perfection, some kind of holiday
You got me thinking that we could run away
You want I'll take you there, you tell me when and where,
Oooh oh oh oh
But then asked for your number,
Said you don't have a phone
It's getting late now, I gotta let you know
That everybody wants to take you home tonight
But I'm gonna find a way to make you mine
Don't stop doin' what you're doin'
Every time you move to the beat
It gets harder for me
And you know it, know it, know it
Don't stop 'cause you know that I like it
Every time you walk in the room
You got all eyes on you
And you know it, know it, know it
You're coming close now, swear I can taste it,
You got me tongue tied, I can't escape it
I'm loving what you got, but then you push me off,
Oooh oh oh oh
And everybody wants to take you home tonight
But I'm gonna find a way to make you mine
Don't stop doin' what you're doin'
Every time you move to the beat
It gets harder for me
And you know it, know it, know it
Don't stop 'cause you know that I like it
Every time you walk in the room
You got all eyes on you
And you know it, know it, know it
Every day it's the same love and games that you play
Back and forth, round and round, kinda like it this way
Don't stop doin' what you're doin'
'Cause every time you move to the beat
It gets harder for me
And you know it, know it, know it
Don't stop 'cause you know that I like it
Every time you walk in the room
You got all eyes on you
And you know it, know it, know it, know it
Don't stop, (Don't stop, stop what you're doing)
'Cause you know that, you know that I like it
Every time you move to the beat
It gets harder for me
And you know it, know it, know it
Don't stop, 'cause you know that I like it (you know that I like it)
Every time you walk in the room
You got all eyes on you
And you know it, know it, know it
After she finished she ran back upstairs, I laughed and my dad went out to work, Tara then ask Michael to drive her to school. So we all climbed into the car, he drove her to school in just joggers.
"Bye Mike." She smiled, he waved her off before we drove back home. Once i got in I grabbed the envolope.
"Call the boys." I told him, I sat Rylee in her chair and fed her. The dorrbell went and 3 rushed boys ran in. We all sat down, none of us talking or moving.
"CAn we just do this?!" Calum asked, I nodded and opened the letter, the black writing introduced and I carried on till it confirmed who the dad was.
"Oh my god." I muttered dropping the papers. All the boys looked at me and I looked down.
"It's..."
A/N: Please don't hate me!!!!!!!!! CLIFFHANGER!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAH
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