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*Mentions of sexual abuse and slight smut*

~Michael's p.o.v~

"Where is he?" I shouted at the receptionist whilst Ashton was still walking in the door rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Sir, I need you to calm down. Who is it you're looking for?" She asked sternly.

"Luke Hemmings." I replied quickly. She pointed down a corridor and before she could say anything else we sped off down the hallway towards the room Luke was in.

"Michael. Look." I heard Ashton say surprised as he grabbed my wrist and tugged me around to face him. He pointed in a door that we were next to where Taylor was sat on the bed inside. Ashton knew about Taylor. I had told him and showed him pictures of her.

"Isn't that the girl Luke's dating?" He raised his eyebrows as I nodded.

"You go check on Luke. I'll be in in a minute." I said to him. He started to walk down the hallway again, his converse squeaking on the tiled floor. I had no idea why Taylor was here. Had something happened to her? As I walked further into the room, I noticed Joseph sitting in the chair beside the hospital bed that Taylor was sat on. She was swinging her legs back and forth as Jo looked down awkwardly.

"Taylor, Joseph? what are you doing here?" Before they could reply to my question, a nurse with ginger curls and a wide grin burst through the door. Her smile fell when she glanced at the paperwork in her hand. She sighed and began to type something in on the computer.

"How old did you say you were again?" She asked, confused. I looked at Taylor and frowned. I didn't understand why her age was a problem to the nurse. She bit her lip anxiously and Joseph whispered something in the nurses ear. "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to share this with your guardian." She said as she glanced over at me.

"I'm 16." Taylor replied quickly.

"I'm still going to tell him." Taylor gave the nurse a pleading look and she shook her head in response. "Taylor is having a baby." She smiled slightly. My eyes widened as I looked at the nurse in horror. Taylor couldn't have a baby! Her parents would kill her. Luke would lose his job. wait... Is the baby Luke's? He'll be heartbroken if it isn't. I had no Idea what was going on. My jaw was still open and I found it almost impossible to close it.

"B-but-tt..." I stuttered.

"Michael please don't make this any harder for me than it already is." Taylor whimpered. Joseph gave her along and comforting hug. I didn't know what to do with myself. I stood there in shock for a few moments before rushing out of the room and down many halls to where Luke's room was. As soon as I got in there, I bumped into Ashton.

"woah Michael. are you okay?" He asked. I still had the same bewildered expression plastered on my face. I shook my head no as we sat down in two plastic chairs in the corner of the room. "Whats happened?"

"Its gonna happen again!" I shouted which made Ash almost jump out of his own skin. "We're gonna lose Taylor too just like we did Missi!" Ashton hushed me as he placed his hands on my shoulders and attempted to calm me. Ashton looked at me puzzled.

"Taylor's fucking pregnant!" I screamed. The nurse in the corridor hushed me as she walked past. "Luke and Taylor are having a baby." I breathed.

"Really? Michael that's good! The thing that happened to Missi doesn't happen that often. Its not a regular occurrence." Ash explained to me but I didn't believe him. I shook me head harshly and continued to panic. I didn't know what to do.

"How's Luke?" I asked, changing the subject.

"That's what I wanted to tell you." He said sadly. "Luke's in a coma. The doctor said it could be weeks or months until he wakes up." A single teardrop fell from Ashton's eye and he was recapping the situation. I hugged him tight. I couldn't lose Luke too. He had better wake up.

~Taylor's p.o.v~

I couldn't believe the news when I heard it. I didn't want to because I knew that it meant one of two things. That It was not going to be Luke who's the dad or It will be and Luke will lose his job. There's a strong possibility that Luke's not the father. That week when Luke told me he didn't want to be with me anymore I met Brett. The one who leant me his shirt to wear after he'd spilt coffee on it. He was two years older than me but it didn't matter. That week, I met up with him and we went to the movies. Snowy (my new friend) said to me that I shouldn't date him because older boys want things that younger girls don't and she was absolutely right. I shouldn't have dated him.

~Flashback~
"So let's go back to my place?" Brett said. More of a question than a demand which I liked. I didn't like to be forced to do anything I didn't want to do. I nodded at him as he grasped my hand and we slowly walked to his place. It felt strange holding his hand. It was nowhere near the size of Luke's and not as comfortable either. Luke wouldn't mind me going out with Brett. We weren't dating anymore. He wouldn't care.

As soon as he opened the door to his house, he pushed me inside and against a wall, kicking the door shut behind him. I shivered under his touch as his cold lips came in contact with the bare flesh on my neck. One of his hands was buried in my hair, the other rested on my thigh. He slowly dragged it up until it reached my butt which he gave a tight squeeze. His kisses were becoming harsher. I tried to escape. I wasn't comfortable with this. This is exactly what Snowy warned me about.

I used all my strength to try and push his heavy body off me but he wouldn't budge. "Let me go." I struggled under his grip. He grabbed my wrist and pulled it hard, dragging me back towards him. Right into his trap. By that time his hand was sliding down the front of my leggings. I cried out but he smirked and ignored my request to leave me alone. He lifted me over his shoulder and took me up the stairs. He dropped me down on the bed, pouncing on me like a hungry animal and tearing my clothes off, leaving me feeling exposed and helpless. I lay, numb as he hurt me. Pounding into me painfully over and over again. I wished I was with Luke. I wished I was with the boy that I loved.

~End of flashback~

"Taylor, It'll be okay. I promise." Joseph said to me reassuringly. He didn't know what happened with Brett and I so he just assumed Luke was the father. I didn't want to believe otherwise either. I wanted Luke to be the father more than anything in the world and I hoped he was.

Just as we were about to leave, A startled blonde boy ran straight into Joseph which made him fall over. "Joseph?" He questioned surprised as he helped him up off the floor.

"Ashton?" He asked, imitating the same expression.

"I'm not even gonna ask what you're doing here. There's something more important I have to tell you both." Ashton said. I frowned but Jo and I followed him anyway. I had no idea who he was. I knew Luke had a friend called Ashton. Maybe that's him? We trailed behind him into a room where I saw my bruised and bloody ex boyfriend lying unconscious in the hospital bed. I rushed towards him straight away and reached for his hand. It felt cold and lifeless.

"Luke." I said sadly, tears filling my eyes like a waterfall. "What happened to him?" I kissed his pale temple and brushed my fingers through his hair. I hated seeing him like this. Especially after all that;s happened.

"Cal and Him got in a fight and let's just say that Luke's not waking up for a long time. But we called his parents and we've gathered the money together to keep him in here for as long as it takes for him to wake up." Ashton said. Michael entered the room seconds later with two coffee's in his hands. He passed one to Ashton and took a sip of his own before offering it to me.

"Want some? you look like you need it." He smiled. I nodded slightly and he placed the cup in my hand. I took a sip and instantly felt awake. coffee's my life blood.
"you want a moment?" Ashton asked me. I nodded in reply as the boys followed him out into the hallway, closing the door behind them. I rested my hand on Luke's cheek and brushed my finger across him stubble. He kept shaving because he didn't like his facial hair. I told him that I thought it made him look hot. It looked like he hadn't shaved in quite a few days. I didn't know what him and Cal fought about that was that serious to put Luke in a coma. I dreaded to think.

"Luke. I know you'll wake up and when you do, I'll be right by your side. We've also got a baby on the way so when you wake up you'll maybe be a daddy. Unless you wake up earlier which would make you a soon to be daddy." I chuckled as I held his hand tight. I tried to reassure myself it was Luke's but there was a little part of my mind contradicting myself and I couldn't get rid of it. I wanted Luke and I to be happy again like we were not too long ago.

Notes

sorry about the crap chapter. It was kind of rushed. I wanted to update tonight and I also had to finsih my drawing of Ashton so I was multitasking between things XD

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