I sat on the couch cradling Lashton as we all sat around the living room watching Spider man 2.
"Can I see the baby?" Calum asked. I nodded, passed Lashton over.
"Hi cutie." Calum said, tickling the baby's tummy.
"I thought I was your cutie!" Michael whined.
"No, shut up!" Calum jokes, earning a pout from Michael.
Ashton got up and came over to me, pulling me up. "Can you guys watch Lashton?" Ashton asked.
"Sure." Calum smiled. "Where are you going?"
"I need to talk to Luke for a bit." Ashton replied, gnawing at his lip moments later.
Calum smirked. "Use protection." He snorted. Ashton sighed and rolled his eyes, grabbing my hand and dragging me out the room.
"Someone's eager." I grinned.
"Please." He said, almost sounding disgusted.
"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked.
We came into our room and shut the door, locking it behind us.
"I still love you, but I can't do it!" He cried.
"Can't do what?" I asked.
"This." He sighed, sitting on the bed. "I'm stressing out. My eating disorder is coming back, and look!" Ashton exclaimed, raising his sleeve.
"Ashton." I sighed.
"Don't 'Ashton' me." He pouted.
"But that's who you are." I said. "Remember what you told me last month when I was depressed?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"You said, '7 billion specs, 7 billion ideas, 7 billion dreams, 7 billion people trying to make their way in life, each in a unique and special way to any other of the 7 billion, you are 7 billion times different to anyone else, and that's something.'" I said.
Ashton looked up at me as he hiccuped. I watched carefully as he started to sob. I pulled him into a hug.
"I love you." I said. I gently kissed the top of his head.