Hayley's pov
1 weeks later
"Do you have everything?" I asked Andy as we stepped off the tour bus "Yeah I made sure everything was packed last night while you slept" He replied linking his fingers with mine. The guys had been treating me differently ever since they heard about the baby and frankly I was sick of it "Andy can you get everyone to stop acting weird around me" "I will try love but it should be fine once we get back from our holiday they just need time like you do". We were heading home for a night before leaving for England so we could spend some time with Crow and rest for the flight. The trip home was long and tiring but I was glad to be back even if it was only for one night "It's so good to be home" I said running onto the sofa and collapsing hearing Andy laughing behind me. After lying there for a couple seconds I could feel the weight of Andy's body on my back "What are you doing" I managed to mumble from under his weight "I'm just enjoying being home what are you doing?" Said Andy continuing to laugh "I'm just getting crushed". Andy flipped me over so I was now facing him his eyes looking right into mine "What?" I questioned as I started at him "You're just so beautiful" I could feel his hand brush across my face brushing the hair from my eyes pure lust in his own. He bent down and kissed me softly at first to try and get his point across. After a while the kiss became more heated and I started to feel uncomfortable "What's wrong love" Andy asked lifting himself off me "It's just I'm not ready for that I don't want to have sex yet I'm sorry" "Hayley I'm not going to make you doing anything unless you want to I can wait until your comfortable do you want to head upstairs and go to bed" I nodded my head and stood up from the sofa "You know what Andy my parents are going to love you" I said smiling at the thought that in only a day my parents will meet the man I love and I non stop talked about. I woke up the next morning warm and wrapped in Andy's arms. I stared up at his face and watched him sleep. How can one man be so handsome while he's sleeping. He had a small smile on his face as I watched his chest rise and fall "Morning Love" His voice crocked "Good morning Batman" I smiled back at him "Are you ready for today" I asked tracing his tattooed arm "As ready as I can be".

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