Skater Girl

“What am I supposed to do when she’s so damn cold like twenty below? That girl, that girl she’s such a bitch, but I tell myself I can handle it!” Jack and I screamed at the top of our lungs in the dressing room.
We were dancing around since the concert didn’t start for another six hours. It was quite a sight Jack and me. I had a small belly and was dancing around like a drunk teenager.
Jack and I had our own playlist for these kind of jam sessions- so when Birthday Cake by Rihanna came on, no one was surprised. Jack and I both started twerking.
I didn’t realize anyone was recording until the song ended… but continued somewhere else.
“Who recorded it?” I asked, making Rian start giggling.
“Fuck you,” I said, flipping him off.
“Have you talked to Michael yet?” Alex asked as I plopped down beside him.
“Honestly? I don’t even know where to start. I’ve been nicer, but I don’t want to walk up to him and be like ‘sorry I’m such a bitch. I would blame the pregnancy hormones, but they have nothing to do with it’.”
Alex immediately started laughing, as did the rest of All Time Low.
“Why are you stressing so much about this, Ana?” Alex asked.
“I honestly don’t know. I just don’t want them to hate me and avoid me like they’ll catch my pregnancy,” I said, making them laugh harder.
“Just talk to him. You don’t even have to tell him the whole situation. Just tell him that you’re sorry and that it’s just been stressful because your baby daddy is a psycho,” Jack said.
“You know damn well that he will ask questions,” I said.
“Tell him that you don’t trust him well enough to answer them,” Rian said.
“Exactly. You all just got off on the wrong foot. Just sit them all down and apologize,” Jack said.
I sighed and stood up, walking out the door and to their dressing room. When I entered, I saw four faces snap towards my direction.
“Hey, guys,” I said softly.
“What? Here to accuse us of some more bullshit?” Michael snapped.
“I deserve that. I actually want to talk to all four of you,” I said.
“If you are going to blame it on pregnancy hormones, get out,” Michael said.
“I wasn’t going to, but with you being such a dick I don’t even want to explain myself,” I snapped back.
I wasn’t about to let someone run all over me again. I have had enough of that shit to last me a lifetime.
“Michael, just shut the hell up and let the girl speak, dammit,” Ashton said.
Michael then joined the other three on the couch, while I sat on the coffee table.
“Like I said, I’m not blaming me being a bitch on the pregnancy hormones, because truth be told, I’m always a bitch. Recently, I’ve had a falling out with my baby’s father. You all saw him get arrested before we departed. I’m not going to answer questions, because I don’t trust easily. When I can trust you, yes, I will answer questions, but I can’t. My ability to trust has zero to do with you, I’ve just been stabbed in the back too many times,” I said, making them all nod.
“With that though, I realized that I have been a bitch to you literally the whole time I’ve known you, and that isn’t fair. So, I’m sorry. I hope we can all start over. Jack says you guys are awesome, but I would really like to find out for myself,” I said timidly.
All four guys looked at each other before nodding unanimously.
“Hi, I’m Ashton,” Ashton said, making me smile.
“Hi, Ashton. I’m Oceana, but you can call me Ana,” I said, shaking his head.
The rest of 5 Seconds of Summer did the same thing, ending with Calum.
“I know we have done this before, but I promise I will try this time,” I promised.
“We do as well,” Luke said.
I then sat in there and talked to them until I had to go leave to do All Time Low’s hair. It didn’t take me long, since Rian is bald and Jack refuses to let me touch his hair.
“You, sir, are rude,” I said, trying to at least brush Jack’s hair.
“No, I don’t trust you with anything near my hair,” he said.
“Hairspray? I’m not near your head,” I said, making him sigh.
He finally let me hairspray his hair and then the boys were off to soundcheck. None of them had the clothes they were wearing for tonight on, as they all wore sweatpants and a t-shirt. Except Rian, he was wearing sweatpants and that was it.
When they went to soundcheck, I ran to the door- having received Cassadee’s text.
“Sir, I promise that I can be back here. I’m Rian’s fucking fiancé for heaven’s sake,” she yelled at the security guard.
“Oi, Cassadee! Get your ass in here!” I yelled as I walked out of the door. “She’s with me, sir,” I said, showing my pass.
He nodded and opened the door for us.
“Thank God I told somebody or I would have been screwed,” she said.
“Hurry. The boys are at soundcheck. We don’t have much time,” I said.
We immediately ran to the dressing room, and Cassadee sat in my chair. I fixed her hair and makeup from the flight. I pulled out the outfit I had for her so she could get in that quickly.
“So, why do you want to do all of this? I mean, you are engaged. He already knows what you look like with no makeup and morning breath,” I said, making her laugh.
“He does, but I want to surprise him. The few weeks before he left I was off so I was a slob. I want him to remember that I can still look good every once in a while,” she said, making me smile.
We talked for a little bit before the door opened and the guys were laughing, making Cassadee smile. As soon as Rian spotted her, he froze with a huge smile on his face.
“No fucking way!” he said, making a smile break out on my face and my heart break.
That’s what I wanted and dreamed of, but I’m bringing a baby into this world that won’t even know it’s father.

Notes

Hi all!
So... I'm back! :D
I have told y'all about my grandfather, and I've come to terms with it. There are times where I'm like dang... I wish he was here so I could tell him about this. He was a huge Auburn fan, so football season has been hard on my mom. Other than that, I'm doing good.
Life is stressful, but I'm trying to get back into writing.
Let me know what you think of this chapter! :)
Thank you all for being so understanding!