( super unedited but I'll edit in a bit, promise! )

"Eo!" Milana giggled as Mike played with her, stuffed animals surrounding them as Geoff tried helping me off of the couch. I really didn't want to move from here. It was my favorite place as of now.

"I'm so tired G. She just would not go to sleep. Every two hours she was crying and-"

"I know. We know. It's alright." He told me as I rubbed my eyes, stumbling back slightly. "You have to get up though."

"I don't have any concerts today G. Please, I just want to sleep. I'll work out tomorrow and I'll go explore on my next day off." I looked at him and Mike looked over at us.

"Good morning seeing beauty." He smiled and I rolled my eyes, smiling nonetheless at him. "Sleep well?"

"No."

"Doesn't matter. You have to go get stuff for Milana." He told me and Geoff looked between us. "You also need to schedule yourself an interview to clear up rumors - don't think we don't know. We have social media."

"If you guys know then management do." I groaned as I plopped back down on the couch as I groaned. "Not fair!"

"Come on, you gotta get up!" Mike pushed and I forced myself to stand again, rubbi ng my eyes as I yawned.

"Actually, we'll take care of it Shawn. Just... Just get some rest, alright? We'll buy Mila's stuff and work out a date for your interview. It's fine. Just sleep." Geoff suggested and I immediately crashed on to my couch once more, holding a stuffed bear to my chest as a pacifier dug into my side.

I was just too tired to care.

"Thank you." I yawned and he nodded, gently ruffling my messy hair before walking off. "She likes stuffed-stuffed animals and strawberry-banana flavored things!"

"Alright. We'll see you in a bit Shawn. Come on beautiful, we're taking you out alright?" I heard Geoff say and I closed my eyes as I heard the door to the tour bus shut.

A peaceful silence fell over and I smiled to myself, glad that I finally had some time for myself - peace and quiet that I was going to spend sleeping.

Yeah, I'm sleeping all day today without a single regret.

-

When I woke up, it was to little fists pounding on my chest. The sky was dark and the sound of the Disnet movie Moana was playing loud in the background. I smiled and then rubbed my eyes, looking up to see Milana on top of me.

"Hi beautiful." I hummed and she showed me a new stuffed animal she had. "Who's that?" I asked and she held the monkey to her chest.

"Mine!" She told me and I nodded as she sucked on her thumb.

I laughed and then looked at the television, seeing the movie play. It was the part where she's running away at night. "He's yours? Just yours?" I asked her and she nodded as she kept him against her chest.

I leaned up and kissed her head, which she laughed loudly after and then bit on her fist. "Who's watching you?" I asked and then heard a bang from the front door of my bus. "Mike? Geoff?" I asked, but didn't get a reply.

"Stay here beautiful, watch your movie." I said to Milana, but I knew she didn't understand. I stood up and then rubbed my eye a few more times as I approached the front of my bus. "Hello?"

"Oh my god, itts Shawn. He's here." A girl screeched and I stood here dumbfounded as she fangirled, telling me she's my number one fan and couldn't wait to see my show tomorrow. Her phone was in her hand, and I only assumed she was recording or wanting a picture.

"That's-That's lovely, thank you but-but why are you in my bus?" I asked, a little hurt and upset that she broke into my tour bus. "Today's one is my few days off and I really need my privacy. I can't wait for the show tomorrow aswell but please, I'm going to need you too leave. Now."

"Can I get a pi-"

"Please leave." I walked up to her and then heard the sound of something falling. Loud crying came after and I took a deep breath. "Leave please. I'm so grateful for your support but you can't be here."

I ran back into the living area of my bus and I saw Milana on the floor crying. "Shh, it's okay babygirl. Come here, I've got you. Don't cry." I whispered and I saw the bathroom door open.

"Hey Shawn sorry, I was taking a call - is she okay?" I heard Mike say and I pulled him close. "Yeah?" He asked and my eyes darted to the front of the bus.

"There's a fan in the front of the bus please make her leave. She won't listen to me." I said and then kissed Mila's head. "It's okay MiMi, don't cry baby, you're okay."

Mike left and I sat down, setting Mila down on top of my lap and wiping away her tears. I bounced her up and down on my leg and slowly her cries quieted down. The door to my bus slammed shut and I winced at the sound.

MiMi played with my hands and I saw Mike walk over. "Dude, that was wild. She broke into the bus." He told me and I nodded as he looked at the television. "Sleep well?"

"It was beautiful." I admitted and he nodded as I smiled. "Thank you. Where's Geoff so I can thank him aswell?"

"He had a meeting, but I'm sure he knows you're grateful." He laughed and I nodded as I felt Mila's head hit my stomach.

I looked down and then laughed, her forehead pressed against my stomach as she played with my hand. "Your interview... it's this weekend." He spoke up and I looked at him.

"It's Friday."

"Okay it's tomorrow. I just wanted to make it seem further away so you wouldn't freak out." He laughed as he sat beside me.

"What am I supposed to say? Do I lie?" I asked and he shrugged. "I don't think I have it in me to lie, but if I told the truth, people are going to flip."

"Why would they flip?"

"I d-"

My phone rang and I reached under the couch for it, holding it up to my ear after accepting the call from my mom. "Hello?" I asked and she screamed.

"Why do we have birth certificates and baby pictures addressed to a Milana Marie Mendes?"

"Since when was she your's? You told us that she was your friend's baby!" My dad added in and I handed Milana to Mike.

"I gotta take this." I told him and he nodded as I went to the front of the bus, closing the door behind me.

"Did you hide a little girl from is for almost a year?" My mom asked, sounding hurt and upset. "Shawn, what's going on?"

"Milana isn't my baby-"

"Your name is on the birth certificate and all these papers are claiming you're her legal guardian." My mom shouted. I heard drawers slamming shut and mugs hitting tables roughly.

"She's not my baby!" I told them, leaning against the wall. "Let me explain. Please. Just let me explain." I begged and they agreed.

-

"Shawn, you can't take care of a baby." My dad gasped. "You're on tour! Where do you find the time to take care of her?"

"Honestly dad? I don't." I sighed as I rubbed my forehead. "I haven't slept in so long. Geoff and Mike and all of my team and band are helping me take care of her."

"Why didn't you tell us? Why did you lie to us before?" My mom asked and I took a deep breath.

"I-I don't know. I was kinda scared mom. I still am. I don't know what I'm doing." I confessed and they sighed. "Tomorrow I have to confront the rumors about her before my management step in."

"It's gonna be alright." My mom soothed and I looked at the door as I saw Mike and Mila. "Why don't you take her home? We can watch her."

"When am I going to find the time to take her home to Ontario?" I asked and they were silent. "It's fine. I'm just going to suck it up and watch her. Avery wanted me to."

"I still don't understand why she didn't tell us." My mom whispered and I agreed as Milana tugged on my shorts, making frabby hands at me.

"I tried holding her and making her watch the movie. She wants her daddy." Mike teased and I tensed slightly.

"I'm not her dad." I nearly snapped and he rose his arms up in defense. "Mom, dad, I'll call you later. Um, I'll call you after the interview tomorrow if I have time."

"Alright son, be careful. We love you." My dad said and I mumbled a goodbye before hanging up the phone.

Milana looked up at me and I gulped, picking her up at I looked at Mike. "I'm not her father."

"I was just playing around Shawn." He told me and I shook my head as I put my phone in my back pocket. "Calm down."

"I'm can't calm down! I have to face a bunch of shit rumors just because some guy said to the world that she's my daughter! As far as I'm concerned, I don't have any kids!" I snapped and Milana soon had tears in her eyes, almost like she understood what I was saying.

"Now you made her cry." He told me as he slowly took her into my arms. "Jesus Shawn, you don't yell when a baby is in your arms."

"I wouldn't know that!"

"It's common sense!" He told me and I rolled my eyes. "All that sleep and you're still grouchy."

"I'm not grouchy." I scoffed and he rolled his eyes as he quietly shushed Mila.

"I'm taking Mila to our tour bus, you need some alone time to realize how shit you're acting." He told me and I shook my head. "Zubin and Max won't mind helping me take care of her."

"Go ahead. I need the rest anyways. Realize just how hard it is to take care of her when you have a big day tomorrow." I told him as I crossed my arms.

"I don't know what your parents said, or what shitty parenting bok you're reading, but don't take your frustrations out on me, and most certainly on Milana." He told me before storming out of the bus.

Fuck, what did I just do?