Rose's P.O.V.
I zip on a red dress, it's very long and I'm fearing of tripping. "Ready?" Lou asks me. "Yes." I say, slightly out of breath. "Is it hot?" She asks me and looks at me. I nod my head. "Era! Get the air! Cool!" She yelled and minutes later it was cold. I sighed and relaxed. Then she started with my hair. "You excited?" Lou asks me, smiling at me through the mirror. "Of course." I smile back, it not quite reaching my eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked. Most common question asked. "I'm nervous, about this. I mean, this is the PCA's we're talking about..." I sighed, and looked at her. "You'll be fine! You're going in there with the boys." She smiled warmly at me and kissed my cheek before going away, to lux. I looked at my baby bump and smiled.
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I gripped at Zayn's hand as people shouted for out attention. I squeezed his hand gently and smiled. "OVER HERE! ROSE, ZAYN!" The paparazzi yelled. We craned our heads towards the flashing cameras. Zayn, kissed my cheek and everyone got a picture of it. I think. I blushed under all the make up. "ZAYN THAT ISN'T YOUR BABY!" A paparazzi yelled. Before he could say something, we were moved inside and into our seats.
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I whisper to Niall, who is right next to me, "Are Selena and Justin, still going out?" I asked. "Yes." He answered. I look at Selena, and she catches my eye. I look down to my hands and flush. That's when i realize it. My belly is causing a commotion in the pop world. That's what she's looking at. She walks down from the stage and towards me, "Hey, I'm sorry i couldn't help and notice, that you're pregnant! Congratulations." Selena Gomez just talked to me. "Rose Stohl and Ben Affleck please report back stage." A lady spoke into my ear piece. I stood and kissed Zayn good bye before leaving behind the curtains.
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"You're on in five." A make up artist redid my make up carefully and, she sent me a small glare through the mirror when i flashed her smile. I looked down, hurt. "You're on." She said, grumpily and let me go find Ben. "Rose!" Ben yelled. "Ben!" I shouted. I pushed past people careful with my bump and found him. He took my hand in his and the music started. We exited the backstage and walked, out. There was more than one thousand people. I became more nervous at every step. I grabbed the mic from the lady and looked at Ben. "Oh my god so many people!" I spoke into the microphone. "Yeah, there is." He looked around. "So, i have something to tell you all." Ben said. "I have our first, winner. And this is, for most favorite action movie." He handed me the, gold envelope. I had trouble opening it. Leonardo Dicaprio. I smiled at Ben. "Jack!" I laughed trying to see if he got the hint. "Rose!" He shouted. I laughed. He came up and the lady handed him, the award. Man, too bad i can't drink tonight.
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I drank some water, annoyed by the fact that Zayn left me. "Hey, beautiful." Ben's voice, interrupted my thoughts. "Ben!" I smiled and kissed his cheek. "A drink?" He smiled. I pouted and looked down at my baby belly. "Ouch. I'm sorry, darling." He pulled his phone out. "A picture?" He asked. "Sure." I smiled towards the camera and so did he. Snap. Then, Zayn came out from the crowd. "I'll talk to you later." I smiled and, hugged him one last time before he walked away. "Who was he?" Zayn slurred. "Ben. My friend." I slowly spoke waiting, for him to capture every word. "You liar. You want his d*** like you want mine." He growled. I stepped back slowly, afraid of him hurting me and my baby. "I'm gonna head to the hotel.." I gave him a smile, it turned out like a weak one because, Ben came back up, and took me.
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"You looked amazing, you did amazing." Ben commented. "Thank you ." I flushed. "Are you alright?" He asked, looking at me. "Well. He said somethings to me." I sighed and looked down. "That can't be it." He put his arm around me. I leaned into him. We were sitting outside at the top of a billboard. It was terrifying, but he helped me up. It was a beautiful view. "Ben. I'm scared, that me and Zayn might not make it.." I looked at him. "You will. I mean, I'm getting divorced but I'll be okay." He reassured me, and looked at his phone. "It's getting pretty late, wanna head to your hotel?" He asked. "Sure."
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I woke up, to pee. And eat. And Zayn hasn't come home. I get worried and call. It rings. No answer. I log onto twitter and look around. Zayn Malik and a new mystery woman! Zayn Malik and a a new tattoo? Where? I shut down my phone and hug my small belly. I'm sorry.. I grab as many clothes as possible and bundle up, because the news said it would freeze tonight. I can't bare to look at Zayn's face. I leave the room, with a few things to make it look like I'm just going out, at four in the mourning. I leave the hotel and walk, down the sidewalk, and finally find a hotel about eighty blocks down. I sign in and get a hotel room. It's comfy and warm: a queen sized bed, nice view out the window, a nice restroom. I lay down and, await the next day to arrive.
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I wake up to, a banging on my door. I walk to it and open it. Ben. "Oh hi." I smile. "Hey, bought you some breakfast." I smile weakly. "How did you find me?" I ask. "Well, um. You're all over the internet.." He sighed. "And Zayn is going crazy. He uh," he scratched the back of his neck. "Can i come in?" He asks and i move from the door to let him.
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"So, Rose." Ben takes a seat in my small living room. "He basically threw out all of my things through the balcony?" I sigh. "Yeah." He nods and looks at me. I'm sorry, you'll never see your daddy baby. He doesn't deserve to see you. I rub my small belly. "I'll always here, Rose.."
