ROSS ROCKY ASHTON & LUKE MET AT THE WALK THE MOON CONCERT. I FUCKING REPEAT RRAL MET RRAL FUCKING MET. I AM DYING OH MUBGUCKING FDVFDKNLVKLJRDLCBLMC M MFG M WV TFNBCVN MB RYDEL TWEETED ME & SAID THAT ROSS, ROCKY & ELLINGTON MET THEM BUT SHE LEFT BC SHE WAS TIRED LIKE OH MY GOD I AM SCREAMING SO HARD I LITERALLY THOUGHT THEY WOULD NEVER MEET OH MY JESUS I NEED TO BREATHE. I NEED PICTURES. I NEED A PICTURE LIKE RIGHT NOW. CHIRST ON A BIKE. LIKE.. THE ONE TIME WE WANT THE VAMPS IN THE USA. LITERALLY. OH MY GOD.
I'm calm. I swear, I'm good. I'm gooooooood.
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snozberriesme: If you look on the first chapter & at the BROTP/Couples list, you will find that Ross & Brad are NOT dating. They DON'T date in these type of stories (unless it's TDOT bc it's a parallel world & everything's opposite) ONLY Luke & Ashton do :) But it's okay, the Rad bromance is just as good as (if not better than) the romance :D & Seriously? I've only ever read Lashton MPREG where Ashton's the pregnant one, that's why he is in this one, I've only ever seen one where it's Luke but it hasn't been updated. Unless you're talking about Muke (which I have never read either) or Cake (even then it's always been Calum).
Disclaimer: I do not own R5, The Vamps, 5 Seconds of Summer or the song "The Weight of Us" by Sanders Bohlke, all rights go to Hollywood, Mercury/Virgin EMI/Universal, Capitol Records & Sanders Bohlke bc idk what record label he's signed to. Nothing comes up. So... YAY!
Chapter 3
Babies & Bullets
The room fell to an awkward and tense silence, neither boys knowing what to do. Ross stood at the side of the bed waiting for Ashton to say something as they had been in what felt like an hours worth of silence when in reality it had been three or four minutes, and in that time all Ashton did was stare into space blankly, looking scared and scarred.
Ross finally broke the silence "So... This means I get to be God Father, right?" Ross asked, trying to brighten up the mood – but all he got was a glare from Ashton. "Too soon?" Ross asked, Ashton nodded.
Ross switched off the ultrasound and pushed it away to one side before returning back to the side of the bed "Well, I honestly don't know what to say other than—if you think this is a bad thing you're pregnant—I'm sorry; but if you think it's a good thing you are then—congratulations! No but seriously," He said, seeing Ashton clearly was in no mood to be cheered up or for Ross' jokes and stupidity. The hormones were starting already. Great. "And also, I'll be here and there for you no matter what – even if Luke isn't. But the chances are if Luke won't be there for you he will find himself dangling from the base roof by the last thread of his shirt until he is."
"Thanks," Ashton said, letting out a soft laugh "I'll... I'll be fine." He said, even though there was an obvious crack in his voice.
Ross grabbed some tissues off the side and handed them to Ashton. He patted him on the shoulder as tears fell from his eyes "It's alright, everything will be fine." Ross said, trying to be comforting.
Ashton went to go use the tissues but stopped as red caught his eye. He looked at them properly and almost gagged "These are the tissues you used for Joe's head!" Ashton exclaimed, throwing them at Ross.
Ross flinched as the tissues hit him and looked down at them when they had hit the floor "Oh, look... So they are..." He lifted his head back up to Ashton again "Ooops..."
Ashton sighed, shaking his head "Seriously, how the hell have you not been fired from this job yet?!"
"Honestly, I ask myself that question everyday."
"Hey, Ross, are yo—what the hell? Ashton?" Samara questioned, coming through the door and stopping when she seen Ashton laid on the bed. She began looking between the two boys, wondering what the hell was going on.
Ross quickly turned to Ashton. He picked up the bloodied tissues he head previously used for Joe's head from the floor and threw them at Ashton as he said: "See, Ashton. What did I say? I told you so! It's just a bad nose bleed and a fever, nothing more. Stop being a drama queen."
Ashton's mouth dropped open and he glared at Ross as the tissues hit him. By that point it was clear Ross Shor Lynch would be dead by the end of the day.
Samara furrowed her brow, stepping forwards "Were you using the ultrasound on him?"
"What? No! That patients left. Ashton's only been here a few seconds."
"But you had to be using it on a boy! No girls have been down here today!" Samara said, pointing over at the machine.
"Yeah, alright, but it wasn't Ashton I used it on I swear!"
The door to Ross' office opened up again where yet another doctor walked through with a piece of paper in his hand "Hey, Ross. Is this the ultrasound you printed off a few seconds ago?" He asked.
Ross shut his eyes and threw his head back "Fuck sake... Ashton, get off the bed."
Ashton got off the bed and Ross took the ultrasound off the other doctor, thanking him and getting him to leave. Ross turned back round to face Ashton "Yeah, I'd go get some of that medication I told you about from the nearest pharmacy in town," Ross said, trying to make the lie more believable as Samara was still in the room "and whilst you're on your way out, go catch up to—oh, he's gonna kill me for this—Brad. You know, seen as though you walked in, in the middle of it all and give him this; cos knowing you, you won't go to the pharmacy now, you'll go tomorrow, and you'll be going back to the boys dorms. Where Brad has gone."
Ashton took the ultrasound from him "Thanks. Oh and by the way, I will not stick up for you when Brad kills you for this." He mumbled.
Ross shrugged "He'll kill you too for letting me."
Ashton shook his head head, saying bye to Ross, and leaving.
Ross turned around, seeing Samara stood there suspiciously "What?! You know it is possible for a guy to get pregnant, it's very, very, very rare, but possible. It's a birth defect. You can be born with both male and female reproductive parts, it's called hermaphrodite, look it up if you want. Girls can be one too."
Samara nodded "Y-yeah, I'm a doctor too... I do know that."
I didn't. Ross thought to himself. Samara squinted "But, Brad? Really?"
"That boy and his shenanigans, I can't keep up with him any more."
Samara folded her arms "Who's the father? You?"
"You see, you would think that because we share a room and the amount of times we've gone out on nights and come back blind drunk to the point where we no longer know what we're doing... That would be the more logical answer but... No... Surprisingly not." Ross said, picturing the moment where Samara would go to Brad, question him and then that would be Ross' life terminated.
Samara raised her brow "Seriously? Who's the Father then if it's not you?"
Ross rolled his tongue around the inside of his mouth "Rocky."
Samara's eyes widened "Rocky?!" She said in horror, and very much in surprise.
Ross nodded "That's what I said, apparently. Anyway, back on track, what did you want?" He asked.
"Oh, yeah that. I was coming to tell you that I'm done for the day so I've put a notice on my door telling people who are hurt or need some sort of medical attention to come to you."
"Oh... Why? Where are you going?" He asked, noticing the time was almost 1 in the afternoon.
Samara started making her way towards the door "For a break and then I'm going to work."
Ross furrowed his brow "I don't understand, you just said you're done working here for the day."
"Yeah, here. I have a second job too, just like most people."
Ross raised his brow "You have a second job here? Ooh! Cool! I never knew that – what is it?" He asked.
"Nothing special really, all I do is work in the science department. See you tomorrow."
Ross waved at her as she left before breathing in relief and collapsing in his chair. He sighed, throwing his head back slightly "So... I'm either gonna be dead or I'm going to have no room-mate or brother by the end of the week. Nice."
Brad walked into the Armory bemused, looking over at Luke who was pulling down boxes from a big stack. "You called."
Luke turned around to the voice "Oh, yeah, can you help me?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"Umm... Unless you want me to be here till midnight... No."
Brad rolled his eyes and made his way over to Luke "What do you want me to do?" he asked.
"Well, I have to sort some other stuff out that you won't be able to do, but some guns need refilling. Could you do that?" Luke asked.
"Wait what... Refilling?" Brad questioned, slightly horrified and shocked "the guns have actually been used..? I mean, I know I have one and everything because of me being a night guard and all, but I've never actually used it on someone – unless you know, we're doing stuff," he said, pointing between himself and Luke "I just thought they were for effect and to scare whoever it was they're 'using' it against."
Luke rolled his eyes "Relax, Brad, they're only used for target practice and to make sure they work. And... yeah. They have been used for other things I'm not allowed to share."
"Nice." Brad said as Luke handed him several bags that contained different bullets for different guns.
"Revolver bullets, pistol bullets, rifle bullets, AK bullets—"
"AK one gun at a time please! I've never done this before in my life, I don't know what's what!"
Luke sighed heavily and took the bags from him before picking one of them back up and throwing it back at him to catch "Pistol bullets. Pistols are over there, have fun."
Brad pouted in slight fear "I don't like it when you're like this..." He whimpered slightly, seeing that Luke was obviously not in a good mood. He ignored the glare he got from Luke and went over to the pistols to start refilling them.
As he filled up the guns, he watched Luke as he walked around doing what he was doing with some other stuff he couldn't quite recognise and he didn't look happy at all. He kept slamming stuff down harshly which made Brad jump. One time Brad had his finger on the trigger of the gun he had in his hand and Luke slammed a box down, making Brad jump and he was so close to accidentally pulling it. He's thankful he never though.
That would have been a disaster.
Luke continued to do this throughout the half an hour Brad had been there and it started to create a tense and awkward atmosphere. "So um..." Brad said, breaking the silence. He had no clue what to talk about without irritating Luke at this point. "Do er... Do you think being shot is one of the most painful things you can go through?"
Luke shrugged, still looking irritated and numb "I don't know. Do you wanna put it to the test?"
"No, I'm good thanks." Brad said quickly, due to the fact with the mood Luke's in he probably won't have a problem with putting a bullet through him.
"Besides, why don't you go ask Ross? Didn't you shoot him the other week?"
"Yeah, but to be fair, he was irritating me and... it was an accident. And it was in the leg, so it couldn't have been that painful."
Luke shook his head, continuing to do what he was doing.
Again, another silence fell over them both and another atmosphere began to grow around them. Brad still watched Luke "Are you alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Luke said, slamming yet another box down on the ground.
Brad jumped as the box collided with the ground "You know, I wouldn't do that if there's something dangerous and lethal in there," Brad said, getting more frightened by the more boxes Luke slammed down as there was bound to be some sort of explosive in one of them. He breathed deeply, calming down "But anyway... You don't seem happy."
"How so?" Luke asked, turning around with a gun in his hand he had picked up from the ground.
Brad flinched and jumped back in fright from that as the gun was aimed towards him. Luke didn't realise this but if he touches that trigger or pulls it and there's something in there, Brad would be leaving the room in a casket. "Well erm... Uh... Firstly, put that down before you take someone's head of. Specifically mine."
Luke put the gun down on top of one of the boxes. "Well, for starters, you're doing what I do when I'm not okay and kind of pissed... Slamming things down as hard as you can on a surface to stop you from letting your anger out physically and hurting someone that's nearest to you. Which I'm thankful for because... I don't really want to be hit."
"I guess..."
"What's wrong? Is it because Ashton's not here?"
Luke shrugged, being unsure "I don't know... Something like that... He's just... ugh. I mean, I love him and everything but he's just annoying me lately."
"How?"
"He keeps not showing up to help me in here because he's 'ill' which leaves me to do it on my own and I'm left here till god knows when at night; then he keeps lashing out at me for no reason when I haven't done anything wrong. I don't understand why he's being like that for. You would have thought that he doesn't want to be with me any more and that he doesn't want to work here either."
Brad put the gun he had in his hand down "Have you talked to him about it?"
"No."
"Maybe you should because I don't want to see you both break-up over something that hasn't been talked about."
That Night
Brad switched off the light in the room he and Ross shared and made his way over to get into his own bed so that he could go to sleep. He looked over to Ross' bed and noticed that Ross looked a little lost as he laid on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling. "What's wrong?" Brad asked, getting fed up at asking this question today.
First Luke, now Ross. Brilliant.
Ross shook his head "Nothing. Has Samara spoke to you today?"
"No... Why..?"
"No reason." Ross said, being relieved on the inside.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
This time Ross didn't respond, instead he just kept staring at the ceiling like he was waiting for something to happen. Brad sighed heavily in frustration which made Ross look at Brad "What's wrong with you?" Ross asked.
"Nothing... It's just... Everyone's got something wrong with them today. First it was Luke, then I learn something's wrong with Ashton and now... you. I mean, you would have thought you were all girls going through their period or something."
Ross laughed softly at the irony of that because if that was the case Ashton would no longer be getting his for nine months. "Honestly, Brad, I'd tell you what was wrong but I can't cos it's not about me it's about someone else."
"Oh... Care to share who it's about?"
"Ashton."
"Is it because he's ill?" Brad asked.
"Something like that..."
"Fair enough. Night." Brad rolled over in his bed to go to sleep. Ross sighed and did the same thing.
Suddenly, minutes later, Ross and Brad were disturbed from going to sleep when all they could hear was raised voices which sounded like they belonged to Rocky and Luke. Ross and Brad sat up in their bed. "What the fuck?" Ross asked.
They got out of their beds and opened up their bedroom door, stepping out into the hallway to find Rocky booming out of his room he shared with Luke and Ashton, throwing Luke up against the wall like he was going to kill him. "ROCKY!" Ross shouted.
Brad ran over to the two boys and tried to separate them both whilst Ross watched and ran into Rocky, Luke and Ashton's room to find Ashton sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands, he sounded like he was crying too. "Ashton, what's wrong? What the hells going on?" he asked, going over to him.
"I told Luke and he didn't take it well, obviously. I forgot Rocky was in the bathroom when I told him and clearly he wasn't happy by Luke's reaction and well... here we are now."
Ross sighed heavily in frustration and went back outside into the hallway where he went over to Brad to try help him pry Rocky off Luke. "It doesn't matter if he's a boy, Luke! What if he was a girl?! Would it have made a difference then?! WELL WOULD HAVE IT?!" Rocky asked, shouting.
"Rocky calm down!" Brad yelled.
At long last Ross and Brad managed to separate them both. Ross stood in front of Rocky holding him back whilst Brad stood in front of Luke to hold him back in case he wanted to have a good swing at Rocky. "What the hell is going on anyway?!" Brad asked.
Rocky looked around, seeing that people had come out of their rooms to see what all the racket was about "Fuck off! The shows over!" He yelled. Once everyone in the hallway had disappeared back into their room, he started speaking again "There's some big, long, complicated explanation about this, but Luke got Ashton pregnant and being the scared typical eighteen year old he is, he's running from it."
"What..." Brad said, in disbelief and being lost, looking at Rocky. He looked at Luke "Ashton's what..." he looked at Ross "he's what?" Brad asked. He faced Luke again and slapped him across the face "Imagine if it was the other way around, how would you feel?!"
"Alright, I get it!" Luke said, being fed up of everyone going against him "Just... leave me alone." He pushed Brad out of his way and began walking away from them all.
Ross, Rocky and Brad all glanced at each other, not knowing if they should go after Luke or stay put. "I'm not going after him." Rocky said, going back into his room where Ashton was.
Ross and Brad looked at each other. "I'm not, I barely know what the hell's going on." Brad said, still feeling confused and lost about the information that had been slapped in his face.
Ross sighed, turning around in the direction Luke had gone "Luke, wait!"
And at long last Rocky finally comes into the story lol. All that's left now is Dan haha. And just like Unpredictable (except a little different) you're all probably on board the Luke hate train :')
But yeah, anyway LUKE ASHTON ROCKY & ROSS MET THE OTHER NIGHT (as well as Ellington, Michael & Calum) MY LIFE IS COMPLETE, I CAN DIE HAPPILY.
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