sequel to °✮clean, austin butler°✮
The summer of June 2018, was a cruel one, for both Stella Monroe and Austin Butler, Hollywood's most public, private couple. The aftermath of this particular summer, however, promises the best, if not better.
Both...
"They are all over the place, i swear-like, like yesterday, i craved tuna and jam, today i wanted ice cream and chocolate sauce" "Oh that's normal-" "With potato chips, ketchup and pickles", she interrupted. "oo..thats..interesting", i cringed.
"Ugh, i just hate being pregnant!", she groaned into her pillow. "Oh, hey stella!", i heard from her line giggling when travis put his head into the frame. "Hey trav!"
"Babe, im going to the store - you need anything?", he asked. "Umm..maybe some twinkies - oo! nutella!", becky told him, turning her head to tell him as he nodded and left.
"So like, anything interesting going on in your life?", she asked me. "Well...you do know how much i love - one sec", i paused, my eyes darting to austin, who was sitting on the couch reading about elvis on his laptop.
"Aus!", i hissed. "One sec, becky", i said, standing up and walking to austin. "Austin". "Mhm", he made a sound, his eyes still glued to his laptop. I stood infront of him.
"Aus, can i tell becky?" "Absolutely not", he didnt hesitate to say. "What, why?", i whined, still standing in front of him. "Can't you wait a little longer?" "No...you know i can't keep secrets for that long", i kept dragging my words. "Please?", i asked again. "No" "Please" "No"
i frowned and sat cross legged next to him, facing him. "Please", i whimpered like a sad puppy. "Oh, fine", he gave in. "Is she gonna tell anyone?". "Oh don't worry baby - she's the best at secret keeping - pinkie swear", i assured him, holding out my pinkie, making him chuckle.
"Ok, ok", he wrapped his pinkie around mine, leaned in to give my nose a kiss and i went back to my facetime.
"MY POOKIE IS ELVIS!", i yelled, making austin flinch and becky's jaw dropped. "You're fucking kidding me!", she gasped.
"I'm not! He is, and im a proud wife! I love him so much!" "Which one?" "Both!!!"
"Where is he? Can i talk to him?", she asked. "Oh yeah - Austin! Beck wants to talk to you!"
He got up and walked over, sitting next to me on our bed. I was laying down on my stomach. "Hey, Aus! Congrats!!", she smiled. "Thanks Beck, means alot", he grinned, looking down to hide his blush. "Im so proud, so proud", i sighed.
"It's getting late, i have to go to bed", she yawned. "Good Night Stell! Night Austin!" "Goodnight", i told her.
"Night", austin said with me.
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