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[ Ｇｅｏｒｇｅ Ｒｕｓｓｅｌｌ ]

[Flashback]

"What the hell am I supposed to do now?!"

I looked at the test on top of my bathroom sink. Positive. Fucking positive.

My mind went back to a few weeks ago when I'd hooked up with a guy with electric blue eyes and a British accent so sexy it made my panties drop so fast I didn't even have time to react.

The only guy I'd been with for over a year.

He was the father of my baby.

The same guy I'd made swear wouldn't try to look me up or ask for my name.

I didn't know his name.

I had no clue what was the name of my baby's father.

I had asked him to not have any contact after the night we spent together because I wanted no strings attached.

Yet, I was having his child.

Apparently some strings stayed attached.

I dropped my head into my hands, groaning loudly before I felt Nicole, my older sister, rubbing my back comfortingly, "We'll get through this, I promise. We'll figure it out."

"I don't even know who he is, Nicole! I don't know anything about him, other than the color of his eyes and that he has a fucking Brittish accent! How will I find him?"

Nicole sighed, "Life always finds a way Y/N. If he's meant to be in your baby's life, life will make it happen."

I nodded as I hugged her and she held me tightly, "We'll look for him, okay? We'll try to find him."

(...)

Ten months had gone by, and my baby was almost two months old, but I couldn't find his dad, I'd thought I'd seen him about two or three times, but it turned out it was never him.

My son, my little baby boy, my little Noah, was the spitting image of his father, and I don't know if I was thankful or not, because he was so, so beautiful, but it was also a painful reminder of what Noah might never have.

I brushed a hand over the small hairs resting on his forehead as Noah slept.

Whether we found his dad or not, I'd do my best to make Noah happy. I'd be mum and dad all in one, and I'd protect him and I'd care for him and he'd never have to worry about not being enough, because, for me, Noah would always be perfect, no matter what.

"I'm going to take care of you, Noah" I promised fiercely as I kissed Noah's head, "You'll never have to feel unloved, unwanted or unprotected. Mommy's here."

[Present]

GEORGE'S POV

I almost dropped everything at that sight.

She looked even more stunning than I remember.

I didn't know her name, but almost three years ago I met her at a bar, and we spent a wonderful night together, but she sneaked off at dawn and I never got a chance to get her name. But I had spent the last three years picturing her and seeing her face each time I closed my eyes. 

I crossed the road, almost getting hit, but I didn't care, I had to get to her, who knew when I'd get another chance to meet her. She was right there, so fucking close that I could almost smell her strawberry scent, the scent I could swear I kept smelling every-

"Mommy!"

She turned around at the sound and so did I, seeing a small kid, maybe two years old running to her. She crouched and picked him up and I felt a pain in my heart.