Andy's POV

That night in he dream

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2012

"We've been together for eight months now and we were together for four years before Ricky came along, I was thinking that you could maybe... Tie me down for good?" Matt asked.

I bit my lip in hesitation to answer. I don't know if I should marry him. He did break Ricky and I up and all, but I love him.

Damn. Decisions, decisions...

I took a deep breath in before I made up my mind and answered.

"S-sure" I said, grinning. I don't know if I've made the right choice.

"Thank you babe for making me the happiest man in the world right now" he said as he slipped the ring onto my finger and kissed me.

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I woke up in a sweat. Why am I dreaming about the day Matt and I got engaged?

Oh yeah, right, that was the day I made the worst decision in my life.

I wiped my face and fell back to sleep.

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February 19, 2012, a month later

This wedding was very unplanned and thrown together. But... Andy and I just wanted to get it out of the way so that fans and our families wouldn't pester us about a date to get married.

I wasn't paying attention, before I knew it, Matt said 'I do'.

"Andy, do you take Matthew Kean to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, so help me god?" The minister asked.

"I- I do" I stuttered out.

"You may now kiss the bride" he said. Matt picked me up bridal style and kissed me.

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I woke up yet again in a sweat. I picked up my phone to see that it was only three o'clock in the morning. I tossed and turned until I fell back to sleep.

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October 2015

I hesitantly walked out of the bathroom and walked to the living room where Matt was. He was sitting on the couch, watching The Nightmare Before Christmas, our eight month old puppy, Sammi was in his lap.

"Matt, can I talk to you?" I asked. He nodded and paused the movie.

"What?" He asked, sounding somewhat aggravated.

I handed him the positive pregnancy test. He just glared at it.

He didn't speak a single word until I spoke up.

"You're going to be a dad" I said.

"How do I know that you didn't cheat on me?" He asked.

"I didn't Matthew! This one is yours!" I said.
"I highly doubt that" he said as he threw the little white stick across the room.

"Matthew, please calm down" I said.

"No! You're a whore and you know it! God! I can't believe that I married you!" He shouted at me.

"Then why don't we get a divorce?" I asked.

"No! What if that bastard is mine?" He asked.

"You just said that you doubt it's yours!" I said, raising my voice.

"Don't raise your voice at me! I'm going out for a drink! Bye!" He said as he walked out the door.

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I woke up yet again. Matt doesn't care about our son, he never did in the first place. If he did, he wouldn't have had doubts of him being him.

No. I'm not going to contact Matt when it's time for Ryan to come.

His selfish ass doesn't deserve to have a son.