The Heartbreak Factor - Part Three

Chapter Eighty.

As the sun broke through the gap in the curtain and flooded the room, I laid in bed in silence. Me and Justin stayed at the studio until 3am finishing off the recordings for the single so luckily George was already asleep when I finally got back home. I looked over to George’s side of the bed to see him facing away from me. Sighing quietly to myself, I continued to look up at the ceiling, tracing imaginary patterns with my eyes. After a few minutes of debating what to do, I finally plucked up the courage to get out of bed. As I stood up, I felt an arm grab my waist and pull me back down onto the bed.

“Don’t,” George said in his rough morning voice as he pulled me closer towards him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

“Don’t what?” I asked.

“Don’t be mad at me,” he whispered as he kissed the back of my neck.

“I’m not mad.”

“I really am sorry,” he said, tightening his hold on me as he pulled me even closer towards him.

“I know,” I smiled.

“We’ve both been a bit stressed in the last few months and..”

I interrupted him. “George, it’s seriously okay,” I laughed. “I shouldn’t have said that you put things before us because I know you don’t.”

“You two always come first,” George grinned as he pulled me closer to him and kissed my forehead as I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating. “Anyway, how did the appointment go?”

“Fine,” I smiled, sketching patterns onto his chest with my finger. “She’s a really healthy baby.”

“Healthy?” George asked. “She’s perfect.”

“She’s more than perfect,” I grinned to myself.

“Well she is half me and half you so she’s gonna be triple perfect.”

“Triple perfect?” I asked.

“Yeah, one part perfect from you and two parts perfect from me,” George jokingly explained.

As George laughed, I giggled as his chest kept moving up and down. “Stop laughing,” I grinned, gently hitting his stomach.

George continued to laugh harder so his chest moved up and down more.

“God, you’re so annoying,” I giggled.

George finally stopped laughing and we laid on the bed snuggling up for a few more minutes in silence – well in silence until Katy decided to scream in the room next to us.

“Ugh,” George groaned as he moved me from his chest and over onto the bed and got up to go see to Katy.

“Remember George,” I paused. “She’s two parts you.”

“But she gets her demanding attitude from you,” George winked.

“Two parts perfect? Next joke,” I grinned before sticking my tongue out at him.

“You’re dead to me,” he joked before running out of the room and into Katy’s bedroom next door.