Engaged To An Rockstar

Rockfest- Paris, France

It's been three months since that doctor's appointment and only yesterday when the 1st concert in Paris was held in. For a few weeks, I have been trying to talk to Ezra about the baby, and his music while focusing on spending time with us but whenever I get a chance, there has been something in the way like an interview, or a recording session. I managed to talk to him once, but it didn't go exactly as I had planned: 

''Ezra!'' I shouted I heard the door open. I slowly got up not wanting to hurt the baby and stood in the hallway of our hotel room. ''Hello, Love'' Ezra shouted as he gave me a sideways hug and a kiss on the forehead. 

''Hey, Ezra can we talk for a minute?'' I asked 

''Can't love'' Ezra said grabbing his jacket ''Frankie is downstairs in the car waiting for me, heading to a recording session; I'm recording a song that I think would really works'' 

''That's great! Ezra'' I said painting a simile on my face ''I was hoping we can spend some time together this week just the two of us''

''Um'' Ezra said looking at his phone and typing furiously ''Maybe can't make any promises'' I heard a ping through his phone as he looked at the message, laughed then sent out a reply. ''Ezra?'' I said softly. He still looked at his phone sending a text ''Ezra?'' I asked a little harshly. I heard another ping 

''Ezra?'' I shouted 

''Yes, love?'' Ezra asked Finally looking away from his phone 

''It's just lately I feel so alone traveling to new countries being so far from my family and friends, and I would really like some company'' I said  

''Of course'' Ezra said smiling as he put his phone in his jacket pocket ''I understand. And some company would be arranged for Friday at noon? '' 

''Of course Friday at noon'' 

''Great! I'm making some arrangments'' Ezra said as he closed the hotel room 

This explains why Mary is here 

''Hello Ashley'' Mary said as she opened the door and stepped into the hotel room ''Oh well this looks way bigger than mine'' she said while looking around the room then her eyes landed on me, and for a brief second I could see her flash a simile. ''You look lovely'' she said, looking at my outfit, a baby pink flower-printed dress with white flats. 

''Thank you'' I said I was dressed for what was supposed to be a date 

''Why don't we go out a get fresh air?'' Mary said grabbing her purse from the dresser and before I could say anything she was heading for the door. 

When we exit out of the hotel the sun was bright and the clouds drifting away like Ezra is being with me. A black Lincoln car approached by the steps a guy stepped out holding the door for us as we both stepped in the car. 

''So where are we going?'' I asked looking out the window 

''Emmeline'' Mary said also looking out the window ''It's a fabulous cafe with beautiful scenery and amazing tea and pastries you will love it'' 

I looked out the window passing the streetlights and people talking loudly in French, and as I absorbed the scenery, many thoughts were swarming in my mind. Like Ezra ditching me for example, I mean a huge part of me couldn't even believe that Ezra would do that, but then a small part of me could believe it seeing that Ezra has been leaving me behind lately to spend time with Charlie, his idol, the guy who practically encourages Ezra to be whose he is now. A fucking Rockstar. We finally stopped at a small cafe surrounded by trees occasionally a few people would stop by and come in. However, when we stepped in the place was packed with people on the inside however Mary didn't mind as she walked to the front counter and spoke to a woman with blond hair twisted in a bun. 

''Hello! Welcome to Emmeline'' said the women 

''Hello, I believe we spoke on the phone. I'm the one that requested the upstairs patio'' Mary said 

The woman finally looked up her eyes widened in surprise ''Of course Mary Hitchens'' she nearly screamed then her eyes landed on me ''Ashley Hayes'' she whispered smiling at me I gave her a small simile in return ''Followed me'' she said gathering a few menus napkins, fork, and knives and walked up the stairs. We followed her to a patio and sat at a small light blue table looking around breathing the French air and embracing the scenery  I do feel slightly better. 

''Let me know if you need anything'' asked the blond women 

''I have the Darjeeling Summer Flush with lots of sugar cubes on the side and some berry scones'' Marry said without looking at the menu. I shrugged ''I have the same'' I said. The blond woman nodded and took the menus and went downstairs 

''So tell me What's wrong?'' Mary asked. I looked at Mary for a second who looked exactly the same. She has always looked the same since she starred in ''Dickson Drive'' her blond hair in luscious waves, her white skin shining by the soft Paris sun the only thing that could possibly give away her age is her emerald eyes that seem to be darkened with worry. Maybe it's because I'm lonely or have truly nobody to talk to, but I spill it all to her. All of my worries about becoming a mom, my fears of being married to Ezra, and not once did she provide her input as she let me carry on without any interruption until I finally said:

''I don't know what to do'' I took a sip of my tea ''It's like I try to talk to him, but he's not understanding, or he just goes to the studio'' I sighed ''Do you have any ideas or suggestions?'' I asked. 

''Well, for how I see it, the answer is pretty simple. You make him understand'' Mary said 

The answer sounds so simple, but it's really hard to understand. Mary must have seen my face because she sighed and said, ''Just talk to him. Figure out where he is and talk to him and don't take any if's or buts''  

''But what if it doesn't work? What if I talk to him and don't get anywhere'' I asked 

''Well then you have to do what you gotta do for your baby and for yourself'' Mary said 

I sighed and looked at the view. Mary is right I have to have a full-depth conversation with Ezra tonight.