Fighting To Love

"Every family, friend, couple fight. But we can make it through this." I said. "Even though you hated me at first." He said. "You're never gonna let that go are you?" I asked. He shook his head.
{Fighting To Love is the sequel to Everything about him|ashton Irwin| I would recommend reading everything about him|ashton Irwin| first}


29. Chapter Twenty Eight

Ashley's POV

"Come on baby, time for school." I said, waking up Jackie. I opened her door, getting ready to walk out, but she stopped me. "Mommy. Don't go." She said. "Honey, I have to. I have to get Nikki. And Lauren off to school." I said. She held onto my neck, struggling to hold on.

"Hey, since the accident, we get to stay here for a week." Ashton, Michael, Calum and Luke all walked in, smiling. "Honey, you have to sit down." I said, trying to pull jackie off of me.

Michael walked over to me, and pulled Jackie off. "No! Mommy!" Jackie screamed at the top of her lungs. Michael gave her back to me. "Mommy." She whispered. I looked at ashton, who looked worried, too.

"I'll go get the baby, Jackie, can you sit with daddy?" I asked. She sighed, but nodded. I gave her to ashton, and she started to cry.

Once I got to Nicole's room, I picked up the phone. "Hi, Dr. Frank, it's Ashley Green." I said into the phone. "Oh, hi Ashley, what can I do for you?" She asked. "My daughter, Jackie, started the mommy phase." I said. "Okay, and how old is she?" She asked. "She's six." I said. "Okay, I can make an appointment, if you want." She said. "That would be lovely." I said. "Can you come in, maybe today?" She asked. "I can. I'll need to bring some baggage though, people that are important to her, and need to listen." I said. "That's fine." She replied.


"Hi, Dr. Frank." I said, walking into the office. "Ashley, hi, welcome." She said, shaking my hand. "I have some extra baggage. This is my fiancé, Ashton, and his and mine three best friends, Luke, Michael, and Calum. And Ashton's sister, Lauren, his brother Harry, and our baby, Nicole." I said. "Lovely to meet you all, this must me Jackie." She said, I nodded.

"So, how old is your baby?" She asked. "She's about ten months." I replied. "Is there any medical issues with Jackie?" She asked. "Uh, she couldn't breathe when she was born. And she has bad asthma." I replied. Ashton, and all the guys looked at me, shocked. "And do you know why she has asthma, and couldn't breathe?" She asked. "Well, the asthma, is because her real father, was a heavy drinker, and a smoker at the time. And she couldn't breathe, because she was born early, before she was born, I... Almost had a...problem with her health. Her health was lower, than normal." I said. She nodded. "And who is the father?" She asked. "Barbra, I told you this information before, when I was pregnant." I said. "Yes, yes. Tyler also known as, T.J. Johnson." She said. I nodded.

"Jackie, honey, I have blocks over there, do you want to play with them?" Dr. Frank asked. She nodded. "Go ahead." She said. "Mommy, come on." Jackie said. "Jackie, why don't you play with your dad?" Dr. Frank asked. "No. I want mommy." She said. "Oh! How about you show your sister how to play with blocks." Dr. Frank said. "No!" She yelled. Jackie walked over to the blocks, and sat down.

"I know exactly what it is." Dr. Frank said. We all looked at her. "She has exactly what you had when Rachel came into your life, Ashley." She said. I laughed. "She needs more attention, like you needed." She said. "When you put the baby down for a nap, maybe, play with Jackie, and that goes for all of you. Every child goes through a mommy faze, Jackie just... started late." She said. We all nodded.

"Jack, come on." I said, holding my hand out. She smiled, and got up, taking my hand. "Thank you." I said, hugging Dr. Frank. "Anything for you, my dear." She replied. "Bye, Aunt Barbra." I said. "Goodbye, dear." She replied.

"Ashton! Ashton!" Paparazzi yelled. "Calum! Can you tell us if Kyla is pregnant!" Another one yelled. "Not true." Calum mumbled. I tried not to laugh. "Ashley! Is it true that you're pregnant!" One shouted. Um, do I look pregnant, I don't think so. I picked my head up out of Michael's shoulder, and looked at the crowd. One person, standing next to a paparazzi, was Andrew. From college. "What're you looking at?" Michael asked. "Oh, nothing." I replied.


"Goodnight." I said to Jackie. "Night, mom." She said. "Sleep tight." I said. I kissed her head, and closed her light, and shut her door.

"Babe." I said, as Ashton wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed my neck. "Yeah." He mumbled, against my neck. I broke away from his arms, and smirked. "What was that for?" He asked. "For this." I said, taking off my pants, and crawling onto the bed. "You're such a tease." He said, climbing onto the bed, with me. He climbed on top of me, but I pushed him off. "Not tonight." I said. "What?" He asked. I climbed on top of him, and straddled his lap. "Oh. I like this." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Just relax. And let me do the work." I said. "No problem." He replied. "Don't blame me if you get pregnant." He said. "The only thing I will blame. Is this." I said, running my hand over his pants. "Okay, I had enough." He said, flipping us over, so now he was on top.

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