6. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

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6. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

"Awe! What a cute little mobile!" I gawked at the cute toy that would go above a baby's crib. The dangling toy things were the stars, moon, and sun. "Thanks Blooms!" I smiled cheekily at Miranda and Orlando. Those two were just the most adorable couple ever. Okay, nothing compared to me and Joseph, but still!

"Anytime!" Miranda smiled back to me.

It was an hour later in the shower, and it was time to open presents. We all sat down in a circle, (mostly the girls, the husbands/boyfriends/guys in general stood up), me being in the center, and I started to open baby presents. So far I got a diaper dispenser, a couple milk bottles with formula included, a bunch of toys, clothing in yellow and green (cause, yeah you know why), baby monitors, and my Mother even gave me a crib! Yeah, yeah what did my Dad get me? He said he hired a nanny to start taking care of my baby once it was born.

"Open mine next!" Adriana shoved her present to my hands, it was a pretty big gift.

"Okay!" I replied with the same enthusiasm. Opening presents was really fun. Even if it was for me or not. When I opened it, it was a little duck wagon.

"It's a wagon!" She exclaimed with a smile. "To hold your baby's toys and stuff."

"Aweeee!" She even put a couple toys in it herself. My eyes welled with tears. "You guys are so sweet." My voice cracked. Why am I so emotional? This is just getting irritating.

"Don't cry!" Mari told me. A chorus of agreements came after that, along with a bunch of 'It's okay's. Mari, and my Mom rubbed my back, since they were on either side of me.

"Y-you guys are just so sweet! You love my unborn baby!" I sobbed, letting the tears fall. A couple of people got teary eyed as they tried to comfort themselves. Somehow all the women ended up in a group hug

"We're all here for you." Emma Stone leaned over and patted my knee. Another chorus of agreements.

"Thanks you guys!" My hands were over my heart. These people were truly amazing.

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"Great shower, I had a fun time." I said to Fernando and Joseph as I sat down on the couch. They were cleaning up the wrappers left on the floor. After I opened half the presents, we took a break and ate cake, then opened the other half while having conversation. Everyone left after that, the shower was practically over. Needless to say, loads of crap on the floor from the presents. I would be lying if I said I wasn't taking advantage of Joe and Fernando right now. I made the mess, and now they're cleaning it.

"Glad you did." Joseph looked up from the ground, and smiled to me before continuing his work. Fernando was throwing stuff out in the kitchen.

I yawned tiredly, stretching a bit. Holding a baby in you is tiring work. Before you know it, I sort of drifted off into a nap. But, before I officially dozed off, I thanked Joseph for setting up the shower in the first place.

Yeah, you heard right. He planned the entire thing for me. Who was going, the cake, decorations, he even made sure everybody got a giveaway. How sweet is he? Very!

Considering the lack of sleep I've been getting, and the fact I was about to fall asleep, my thank you to him came out weird. Like I was some drunk who wanted to get laid type weird.

"Very you thank Joeey." I slurred before I was knocked out for real this time. I heard him chuckle though. Yeah, that's Joe for you.

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"What the fuck?" I asked to no one in particular. Somehow, I had woken up in a hospital room. Did someone slip something in my drink? That's probably what it was. Now I'm in the hospital for it. Great job somebody. My baby! I sat up straight, clutching my stomach. I was...thin again? Shit what happened?!

I'm dreaming...

Right?

"Hello?" I looked around, for some possible life form. I knew there were people around, I heard them outside out and about. My fingers traced around my stomach, where I felt a little scar. When did I get that?

"Miss...," A doctor came in, head down looking at a clipboard. "Ackers?" I sat up straight in my bed, when he called my name.

"Yes-" I looked at the face of my doctor. "MICHAEL CERA?! What the fuck. This is a joke!"

"No ma'am. It isn't." He said in that innocent voice of his. If he said that in a movie and I was watching it, I'd laugh. But this just wasn't too funny as of now.

Just play along with it right?

"What's wrong with me doc?" I asked sighing. Wow. I missive ate something raunchy.

"We had to perform an emergency c-section on you because your water broke, but you were somehow in a coma." He explained, flipping through more paper. I must admit that was pretty believable.

"Oh no." I replied unenthusiastically. Cera here took it seriously.

"Don't worry. We're all here for you." He replied, and with that he left me alone in my room. When will this dream end?

"Adeline!" I heard a frantic voice call for me. It sounded a lot like Joe. He rushed into the room, and smiled once he saw I was okay.

"Hey!" I smiled, and out of habit, leaned into kiss him. You should've seen the shock on my face when he pulled back. "What?" My smile instantly frowned. Somehow I ended up back in my living room.

"You ended it with me remember?" He remind with such hatred in his voice. I felt my heart tug. What? This is becoming some sort of nightmare.

"Why would I-"

Before I could get my answer, I woke up.

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