Rebel Love

Chapter 7

Melissa's POV
Me and Andy had made up last night. I hate how Ashley gets into our relationship and bitches at Andy. I'm starting to stand up for Andy and our relationship.
I know I'm not going anywhere so Ashley does need to get over himself and accept that me and Andy are getting married.

On better notes, I had woken up to Andy in the kitchen cooking breakfast, god I love him!
"What is all this?" I asked walking into the kitchen.
"I felt bad for last night, I know how Ashley gets but last night was just horrible, so I'm making it up to you."
"Don't worry, you made it up last night in bed." I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his cheek.
"So that means I don't have to cook now?"
"You're so funny, keep cooking." I kissed him again and sat down at the island.
"You're lucky I love you." He glared at me but also smiled.

I grabbed two plates from a cupboard and started to fill mine with food.
"What are you not going to give me mine first!? And I even cooked for you." He sounded offended but also fucking adorable!!
"Oh shush it. Here happy?" I put my plate in front of him.
"No. I don't want your food!"
"I'm gonna slap you." I started laughing.
"Do it and see what happens."
I went to slap him and he grabbed my hand.
"Let go!!!"
"Are you going to slap me?"
"No!!!" He let go of my hand and I took that moment to slap him. Not like a 'fuck you slap' but like a 'of course I'm going to slap you slap'... Comprehend that??
No? Okay.

Anyways, he had gotten up from his seat and started to chase after me around the kitchen.
"Get back here!!"
"What's the matter? Can't catch me you old man!!?"
"Oh you're so getting it!"

I ran into the living room and he had caught up to me.
"Gotcha!" He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up.
"Put me down!!"
He started to tickle me and I was squirming.
"Are you done?"
"Yes!!" He put me down and I walked back to the kitchen.
"Man now my food is cold!"
"Shouldn't have slapped me."
I flipped him off and he smiled.
I just sucked it up and ate it, I was starving.

"So what's on the agenda for today?" I asked putting my plate in the sink.
"Not sure, want to go shopping?"
"Do you really have to ask?? I'll go get ready!!" I ran upstairs and immediately plugged in my curling iron, grabbed my best outfit, and started to apply makeup.
Within half an hour, I was looking my best.
When I walked down to the living room I saw how sexy Andy looked. Well he's always sexy, but he looks even more sexy. Okay you get it.

"God damn you look good." My eyes looked at him top to bottom. Tight leather jeans, black tank top, leather jacket, black vans. So glad I can call him mine.
"You ready?" He asked grabbing the keys.
"Yes sir." I smiled; I knew he didn't like to be called 'sir'.

He drove for about 10 minutes before reaching the mall.
I didn't even wait for him, I practically sprinted into the mall. Andy had just gotten money and I plan on spending it.

"Slow down there little girl."
"No! I need to shop."
"At least wait for me!"
"Ugh fine!"
He finally caught up. We walked hand-in-hand throughout the entire mall. He signed some autographs and got some pictures with fans.
I almost feel like no one likes me, well when it comes to his fans. They all ignore me, act like I'm not even there, and sometimes they will give me dirty looks. I know I'm not the prettiest, but I'm also not a 14 year old girl fan girling over a man I will never have a chance with.

On other notes, me and Andy were just about done when another fan came up to us.
"Is this your girlfriend!?" She sounded excited.
"Yes, her name is Melissa."
"Oh my god! Hi!!! You're so freaking gorgeous!"
"Awh thanks."
"Can I get a picture with the both of you?"
"Sure." Andy said.
I got in the picture and we all smiled.
"Oh my god thanks!!"
She ran back to her group of friends.
We got out of there before another fan came up. I was happy that a fan did that. Most of them think I'm ugly, well that's some what true...

"Are you hungry?" He asked getting into the drivers seat.
"Not really, I'm feeling a little sick to my stomach."
"Wait, did I wear?..."
"FUCK! I don't think you did!"
"FUUCKKKK!!!!!!" Andy hit his head on the steering wheel.
"I wouldn't be feeling sick this quick though... Lets just go get a test and see..." Now my stomach was in an uproar...
What would happen if I did become pregnant?
I am not a fan of kids, or you know... Being a mom!!
Andy drove as fast as he could without getting pulled over. We arrived at the drugstore within record time.

"Andy... I don't what to buy!" I was making myself feel overwhelmed.
"Just get the most expensive one or something." Andy was looking around making sure no one was in the isle with us.
"Okay let's get the hell out of here..." I rushed to the checkout line. Without making eye contact with the cashier, I rushed out of the drugstore before Andy.
"God that is so embarrassing!!" I sat in the front seat and put my head in my hands.
"I know... If you are pregnant the guys cannot find out..."
"I'm not worried about the guys! I'm more about how you and me could possibly be fucking parents Andy!! Can you forget about the band for two god damn minutes!? I could have a human being in me and you're worrying about your buddies!" I was getting tired of him always talking about the band. We both need to focus on this and not anything else.
"Calm down.. I'm sorry, I'm just confused about all of this.."
"I'm sorry for yelling, but we have to think about this alright. I really do not want to be a mother just yet."
"And I don't want to be a father just yet..."
I left the conversation at that. The whole ride home was silent.
As we pulled into the drive way I saw that Ashley was there..

'Are you fucking kidding me!?'

We walked in as causal as causal could be. Ashley was the last person I wanted to see after buying a pregnancy test.

"Hey, I came over to say I'm sorry for the other night."
"It's fine, I was just frustrated. No worries Ashley." I said putting my purse on the dining room table.
"What is that?" Ashley said pointing to something on the ground.

'Oh fuck... It's the test!!!!"

"Oh nothing, nothing...Nothing important..." Andy quickly grabbed it before Ashley could see what it actually was.
"Was that a pregnancy test Andy?"
"Why would I need a pregnancy test when I use a condom and Melissa is on birth control?" Andy said trying to act calm.
"Last time I checked Melissa wasn't on birth control anymore. Andy? Is she pregnant?"
"I don't know Ashley! That's why we got the test in the first place!" I blurted out.
"What?" He said in a pissed off sort of tone.
"I was feeling sick to my stomach after we left the mall earlier so we stopped. Don't worry your precious music career won't be ruined."
"Oh shut the fuck up, you know it will be."
"HEY! Don't you dare talk to my fiancé like that ever again or you will be kicked out of the band for good!" I have never heard Andy so pissed before. It sort of scared me.
"Get the fuck out Ashley."
I said pointing to the door.
He said nothing else as he walked out.

Me and Ashley have never gotten along and now that me and Andy are engaged and I'm possibly pregnant.. We really don't like each other.

I walked upstairs with the test in my hand. I read the directions and it said to do it right in the morning.
I put the test on the counter and looked at myself in the mirror...

I don't see myself as a mom... I see myself as a twenty-three year old girl with a rockstar for a fiancé.

"Melissa are you coming to bed?" Andy called from the bedroom.
"Yeah I'm coming." I said.

I walked into the room and just dropped into the bed. I slowly pulled my tank top off, as well as my pants and I crawled into bed next to Andy.

I know I won't be able to sleep tonight, but I might as well try to get as much as possible.