7. Oops...

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|Tia's POV|

"Jan, you sure you just don't want me to find a babysitter-"

"Nooooo! He's the highlight of my day!" She giggled.

"Oh," I giggled. "So um, he's been asking for Michael yesterday night-"

"He's visiting a children's hospital, he should be back this evening."

"Oh ok, well bye you guys, love ya."

"Bye boo, love ya too!" Janet hugged me.

"Bye mommy love you too!" Trenton hugged me as I walked out the door heading straight to work. Matt's not here for some reason, I'll just teach by myself. Today I feel a little off but I don't know why.

I'm still a little torn because my feelings for Michael are growing stronger and stronger and I just don't know what to do...

"Ok class today we will be doing a trust dancing technic, you will be doing extreme catches during your dances to build your trust with your partner. Matt couldn't make class today so um, Will can I use you as an example really quick?"

"Sure." He smiled and came up to the front.

"Ok, 5-6-7-8!"

|Michael's POV|

"Bye, it was nice to meet you! I love you guys!" I smiled waving at all the little kids in the playroom at the hospital. I sang, played ad signed a couple of autographs all day.

I began to walk down the hall when I heard a lot of noise. Soon there was a kid on a stretcher hooked up to many things and was being rushed beside me in the hall. I looked at his face and couldn't believe my eyes.

|Tia's POV|

"T I'm so sorry I didn't know-"

"What's wrong Jan?"

"Trent just had a sever allergic reaction! Come now he's at the Children's hospital." She said sniffling.

"Umm class dismiss! I have an personal emergency! Jen please lock up for me like in training!" I told a teen intern.

I ran to my car and hopped in then drove to the hospital. I called Matt to see if he could come.

"Matt?!"

"Yes what's wrong?"

"Trent is in the Children's hospital on Henderson lane, do you think you can make it?"

"I'm not sure but I doubt it. Sorry, I hope he does alright..."

"It's fine and thanks." I hung up trying my hardest not to panic. I'll be in the hospital next for a panic attack. I just cried a little.

Trent is allergic to bee stings, it's deadly if he gets stung. We found out when he almost died last year, me and Janet freaked but got through it.

I hopped out the car and ran to the front doors. Soon I reached the waiting room seeing Janet pacing and Michael with puffy eyes and a red nose.

"Tia I'm soooooo sorry!" Janet said crying.

"It's ok, it's not your fault, don't blame y-yourself." I said trying not to cry.

"I saw him... My little boy all hooked up." Michael said lowly. I couldn't hold it any more so a let a little tears come out.

"Trenton Jackson?" The doctor asked coming out. We all stood up.

"He is gonna be ok. He was stung once so that's good, we have put him on antibiotics and a mildly strong morphine. He's a little swollen around the arm and face as well as hives. Don't worry, he's in good care, you may come see him in room 738."

"Thanks doctor." I said.

|3 hours later|

"Jan go home and get some rest." I said shaking her awake, she was scrunched up in a chair.

"Are you sure?" She slugged up.

"Yes, you fell asleep 3 times already." I giggled. I really just wanted her to go because she needs rest but I didn't want her to see me break down.

5 minutes after she left, I broke all the way down. Crying my heart out seeing of my baby, all hooked up and in pain.

Soon I felt strong arms pick me up and sat me in their lap. I looked up and saw a blurry Michael. I just crude in his chest for a little while. Then, he wiped my tears.

"He's gonna be ok, we're gonna be ok..." He smiled.

"T-Thanks." I smiled. He held me and looked deep in my eyes, we leaned in closer and kissed. The kiss got deeper and deeper until I heard the door open and saw Matt with a huge teddy bear and a frown on his face.

"Yay mommy and daddy are in love!" Trent yelled weakly. I just starred in Michael's eyes and he did the same.

The next thing Michael did caused me and Matt to hate each other. He-

To be continued...

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