In Another Life

The Downfall (2)

Stellas POV

It's been a week since we found out we were having, Grant has been very distant from me, I'm hoping he snaps out of whatever hes going through soon as I really miss him. hes stopped coming to find me after his gigs and just heads out with his band mates, I find him stumbling into our hotel rooms drunk at all hours of the morning, he wont come to bed thou, he stays on the sofa and when I ask him why he doesn't come to bed he just makes up some lame excuse like, he didn't want to wake me, or the sofa looked comfier at the time.

I headed out to the stage to see if I could find Grant, and there he was doing sound check. I waited for them to take a water break before I went over to him, he sat back against his stool looking through his music sheets as I went over to the drums and sat down and picked up the drum sticks and pretended to play. 

I knocked the cymbals as Grant looked up and I placed my hand on the cymbals to stop them making a noise "sorry, didn't mean to actually hit them"  I say as I laugh a little 

"dont mess around with Kurt's drums, he will be pissed off if you chip his drum sticks" Grant snaps at me as I stand up and move away from the drums and walk over to Grant "can we talk" I say as Grant doesn't look up and looks out to the sound tech guy in the middle of the floor "can we try add more tempo to the first song" he shouts to the sound guy as he holds his thumbs up and plays the tune of the first song over the speakers as grant nods his head and taps his foot to the beat "yeah that will do" Grant shouts over the music as the music stops

"Grant..." I say as he snaps his head up to me 

"What Stella, can't you see im busy" He shouts, his voice echoing through out the hall 

"sorry, I just wanted to talk" I say a little embarrassed as everyone stops to look at us when Grant raised his voice. "I guess I will just talk to you later" I say walking off, heading to his dressing room, knowing he comes in here after a sound check. 

I sat down on the sofa and put the TV on, flicking through the channels until I found something decent to watch. I adjusted the pillows and lay across the sofa to get comfy, half way through the programme I was watching I felt a little flutter in my stomach, which shocked me, unsure what it was, until I felt it again, and then I knew, it was the baby, that was the first time I felt her move, I placed my hand on my small bump and smile 

"hey baby, I'm your mummy, finally making yourself known" I say stroking the part of my bump I felt her move. 

I hear the door handle rattle as I look over and see Grant walking in, I stand up and go over to him "quick, come feel" I say as I grab his hand and place it on my stomach "she just moved" I say but Grant moves his hand and shrugs, barges past me and walks over to the sofa and sits down, he pulls out his phone and scrolls through it. 

"wow, really" I say a little angry "this was a big moment for us, the first kick, I thought you would be a little more excited" I continue going over to him and sitting next to him as he looks at me and rolls his eyes. 

I adjust my position on the sofa as I lift my legs up and cross them as I turn and look at him. "okay im done with your little tantrum, Talk to me" I say in desperation, he still ignores me. 

I put my hand on his arm about to stroke it as he lifts his arm up not wanting me to touch him "whats going on" I say softly as I move my hand. 

"you've been avoiding me all week, and snapping at me constantly" I continue as I look down and play with my hands. "have I done something, is this about the gender reveal" I say looking back up at Grant, he looks up at me and frowns "not everything is about you and your baby" he says looking back at his phone "our baby" I correct him as he ignores me and stands up, walking over to the fridge and grabbing a beer.