The Guns.

Ten.

Ariana's P.O.V.

Waking up was hell. Although, waking up beside Justin was always amazing. The pain this baby was giving me wasn't so comforting. I looked over at him & saw him so peaceful, I wouldn't dare wake him up. The sudden urge to vomit hit me, of course. 

I walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. After a few minutes of releasing my insides, I brushed my teeth & walked back out. Justin was still asleep. I laid back down beside him, snuggling into his arm.

"Hey baby." He said, groggily awaking. He kissed my forehead.

"Hey Justin. I have a doctors appointment in about an hour, & you're going with me." I said, making a cute mad face.

"Oh hush, I'd go even if you told me not to." He sarcasically smiled. 

We both got up, starting to get ready. I put on a floral button shirt with a collar, slightly showing my slow growing belly, with white shorts. As Justin wore the usual, black. We both walked out into the car.

He opened the door for me, as I sat myself in. He shut the door & ran around to the other side, opening his door & falling inside. He roared the engine to life, driving down the road. 

After about twenty minutes, we finally arrived. I sat in the waiting room after signing myself in. Of course, I got the best seat in the house, Justin's lap. They called us back. We swiftly got up, hand in hand. Walking into the room. 

They had me unbotton my shirt. pulling it up past where my belly started. 

"This is gonna be cold." The doctor said, putting that stuff all over my belly. She began rubbing the little censor, then we heard the baby's heartbeat. The tears welled up both in Justin's & I's eyes. After a few minutes at looking at our baby, they gave me a towel to wipe my stomach with as a sat up. Justin began helping me button my shirt back as we left.