Stay With Me § BWWM JB

34 • Morning Sickness

"I'll be a lazy piece of shit
with you."

Aaliyah's POV

It's the next morning and I wake up to the sound of my stomach growling. When I turn over expecting Justin beside me, I just see crumpled sheets.

"Oh God," I croak, morning voice on one hundred. "Where are you Justin?" I look around and my eyes fall on a post-it note attached to a bottle of water on the nightstand.

Left to get breakfast. Drink this with the Tylenol. I'll be back before you know it.

-Yours

I can't help but smile at how cute he is. When I go to stand up from the bed, a piercing pain shoots through my head and makes me shut my eyes. "Shit," I hiss as I bring my hand up to my temple. Then I reopen my eyes after a few seconds and quickly pick up the two white pills and pop them in my mouth before I twist off the cap of the water bottle and take a sip to make the pills slide down my throat. I swallow and recap the water before setting it back down on the nightstand. "I drank way too much," I mutter as I rub my temples.

"Well if it isn't sleeping beauty." I turn around to find Justin at the door with a plastic bag in his hand.

Assuming it's breakfast, I smile widely, "I feel and look like shit."

Justin walks over to me and sets the bag on the bed. "Shut up. You look beautiful, but you're probably right about feeling like shit. You had a lot of fun last night." He opens his arms and I walk into them, his warmth making me feel a little better. "I got you pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon."

"Mm," I hum in satisfaction. "It smells good."

He kisses the side of my head, "Eat. I gotta go do something real quick. I just came up here to bring you breakfast. Oh and you should probably stay at mine while I'm on tour."

I fold my arms over my chest, "Why?" He furrows his eyebrows in confusion. "Why stay at your house?" I clarify.

"So that you're in a more secluded place and can be outside with Pippin without anyone being a bother."

I walk over to the bathroom to wash my face, "So you want me to move in?"

A smile appears on his face as he comes to stand next to me, "I guess it's kinda like that. You already have most of your clothes at my house."

"I'll get your entire mansion to myself," I grin. "Pippin and I will have so much fun."

He shakes his head, "No parties."

"Just my friends."

"That's fine, I just don't want to come back from tour and the whole place is turned upside down," he chuckles.

I dry my face and place the towel on the counter before wrapping my arms around his waist and kissing him on the cheek, "You know me better than that."

He starts to sway us side to side, "Last night you showed me another side that I didn't know was in you."

"Sorry," I look down and remove myself from his hold, walking back into the room. The food smells so good. "I didn't mean to get like that."

"Babe," he chuckles. "I didn't say it was a bad thing. You did yell at me, but then you couldn't keep your hands off of me. It was great."

I sit up on the bed and bring the food to my lap as I playfully roll my eyes at him, "You deserved the yelling."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I trust you to tell me next time," I say before shoving a forkful of pancakes into my mouth. Oh Lord, I love pancakes. "Orgasmic," I mumble with my mouth full, making him laugh.