Fat Girl In A Little Coat 2

Part 43

Coming back from the store, he couldn't do anything because a few of his co-workers were at the store. But in the car it was a whole different story.

At home Billy got his books, notepad and some water in his water bottle, hair up.  Sitting at the kitchen table everything out, the phone rings it's Heather......shocking... hearing in the other room of them talking, whatever, he laughs and then he said. "Wait you're moving here?"

I think she wants him back and noticed that she messed up and wants him back. You can be his best friend, far far far away! The sound of excitement from him, was the sorta way that I was with him. Billy got off the phone and sat on the couch beside me. "Heather is moving here for awhile."

"Does she need a place to stay? Until she has a place."

"No, that part I told her that we cannot do. I'm studying a lot and taking care of you.  Right now isn't a good time."

"And let me guess she is going to wait until you are finished with school and then she'll be coming up?" I wasn't trying to be mean about it but knowing Heather, I just know.

Billy placed both of his arms around me with a grin on his face. "Mayflower, no. If you think that she is trying to break us up, there is no way she is going to win. I cannot live without you. I don't know what is going to make you realize that I'm in love with you. I'll ask you to marry me right now if that makes you feel reassured, that you and I belong together." With that he kissed my cheek. "I knew when you went back to Hawkins that it would be hard, and I wanted to be with you, not cause you needed me. Cause I needed you." Billy sighs as his left arm lets go of me.  "Sounds dumb doesn't?"

Reeling me back in yet again.... "You wouldn't." I held his left hand. "No it doesn't sound dumb what so ever. It sounds like you are really in love with me."

"You don't think I would eh?" Tisk tisk as he shook his head. "I will. Want me too right now cause I will." 

I smiled. "You are too adorable... I know you would Billy."

"I sense a but...."

"No buts Billy." My hand went to his kneecap. "And I would say yes when the time has come." A cartoon came on. Billy kissed my cheek once again. He went back to the table and went back to study.

Billy would glance over time to time to check up on my. My belly was showing as I was rubbing it. He got up went to the bathroom and got a heating pad. Plugging it in. "I don't know if the baby is making you uncomfortable."

"No Billy, the baby is fine. I just got warm." I smiled.

"Sorry. I don't know why I was thinking that."

"Your on dad mode and you want to make sure your baby is comfortable." I smiled as Billy kissed my jaw line. "I love you."

"I love you too." Going back to the table, playing music as he was making notes and then highlighting the important ones.

Seven pm rolls around as I'm making dinner for the three of us.  I started not to feel well, I felt my forehead. "Billy?"

"Yeah?" Putting his paper work away.

"I'm starting to feel dizzy." I held on to the edge of the counter.

Two steps to the kitchen and he was right next to me. "Okay, let's get you to the couch." Taking my hands as he stands behind me and leads me to the couch.

The room was spinning like I didn't drink enough water or gotten some sleep. Billy helped me to sit down, grabbing some pillows and a couple of blankets. Also grabbing some water and baby aspirin. Kneeling beside me. "Okay I grabbed whatever I could think of that you might need."

Lifting my head up as he placed the pillow behind my head. "Thank you. I don't know what came over me."

"Well, you haven't had coffee in a long time. And no water as well. The could do it. I can make some decaf coffee, if that's what you would like right now?" Billy thumb gently rubs againt my forehead. "Anything that's I'm missing?"

"A kiss?"

"Where?" With a soft smile, licking his lips. Pointing to my cheek and then my belly. "I see. Alright. And then I'll finish up dinner." Kissing my cheek multiple times, doing the same with my belly.

Up he goes to make dinner for us. Taking some sips of water, closing my eyes made it worse. I reopened my eyes to watch something on TV. With that, it sorta helped. Falling asleep, Billy had dinner made. It didn't smell good what so ever. Giving me a plate, I had to push it back.

"I basically did what you wanted me to do. So why are you pushing this back?"  Billy was somewhat worried.

"It doesn't smell good. I think it's just my hormones or I'm getting sick." Putting a hand over my mouth, I guess I was getting sick, now my stomach is in a uproar.

I never up from the couch and went to the bathroom so fast. Billy followed, holding up my hair. When I felt like I was done, I moved back. Room wasn't spinning so fast. Tying up my hair, Billy had gotten me a glass of water from the kitchen. Squatting down to hand me the water. His hand went to my forehead again.

"Now your very warm." Shaking his head. Licking his lips. Not knowing what else he could do. "Alright, I'm going to put you in bed and I'll start making some soup."

Food gross. I shook my head no. "No food. I'll take the couch. You need the bed for sleep."

"I'm not arguing with you. Your taking the bed that's final." Standing back up. He looked at me, like I was helpless. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap at you. I just think you would more comfortable in bed then the couch." Licking his lips because they are dry.  "I'm going to run to get some sprite and whatever I can think of that won't hurt the baby." I nod as my head hits that wall gently.  "Alright Mayflower, hang in there. I'll be back shortly."

Patting my head softly as he could, putting his sneakers on, taking his keys as he shuts the door behind him. My mouth is dry, everything hurts, the room still spins. I do some breathing exercises. It helped for awhile until I got back on the bed.

Being gone for awhile, I kept playing songs in my head to keep the silence away. I must had wore myself out, when I opened my eyes, Billy had the purifier on my hear pad on top of the blanket to make me feel a little warmth. My goodness he went all out. Tv was on. I heard Billy mumble to himself or at least I think it is.

"Billy." I called out. Nothing .. "Billy..." Then the mumbles continue. "William!"

I started to sit up and look who comes in Heater. Fucking hell! "Sorry Billy, went to work and asked me if I could look in on you."

Really Billy..... Really. I lie right back down. "Of course he did."

Feeling my head as I moved her away. "You are still warm. Morning sickness is no joke." Tucking me back in.

"No it's not that Heather. I think I have the flu. Morning sickness, doesn't last this long for me."

"Right. Well. Billy will be back in eight hours."

It's a good thing that he's sleeping on the couch.