" Happy New Year, baby." He kisses me hard as fireworks crackle and whine, and the television set Shows "1989" in big font with confetti.
" I love your New Years kisses."
He chuckled, " You know, they could happen more often..."
" Nope." I shook my head. He frowned under his curls, " If they happened all the time, they wouldn't be special...or annual. Duh."
He chuckled and rolled his eyes, " You sure you don't want a drink?"
" Of course I want one, but I'm not going to drink. Remember? I'm kinda pregnant over here."
" Yeah..."
" I'm not smoking either."
" Well I'm glad you're thinking responsibly..." He replied, but it didn't seem like he could believe those words came out of his mouth.
" Yeah but it's killing me!" I whine and lean my head back in discomfort.
" You can't even have a little bit? I feel like if you were to drink just a little it it's not gonna fuckin do anything. I mean, in retrospect you don't drink near as much as I do."
" I know, but I don't know if it's worth the risk."
" Just have a little. There's not that much alcohol in a Heineken anyway."
" If I have a little, I'm going to want a lot. I'll tell you what, once the baby is born and I get well we can go binge drinking or something okay? You can get me drunk..."
" Hey sounds alright to me...I miss my drinking buddy."
" Well she's miserably missing in action."
" You know, we still haven't thought of a name yet?"
" Not this discussion again...."
" What do you mean?" He asked, jokingly offended.
" We're not naming him Angus!"
" And Why the fuck not?"
" We already had this discussion..."
" We agreed that he would be named after a musician!"
" For the middle name!"
" What? Oh that's right..."
" You told me last time you wanted Ivan Santana Hudson..."
" What makes you say that?"
" Jesus Christ....we talked about it a week ago!"
" Huh? Oh y-yeah! Now I remember...."
I shook my head, " You need to write shit down."
" Me? Come on we still haven't started planning out our fucking wedding!"
" That will come soon enough. Sooner or later we will work out everything and we'll be back to the normal...with a kid....so not really normal."
" Right. Personally, I don't feel I'm 100% ready..."
" You're gonna have to....I haven't gotten my mood swings yet...not my craving. And guess what?' You know what you have to do?"
" What...."
" You have to be....understanding. If I bitch and moan...you're gonna have to-"
" Feed you ice cream and pickles and tell you you're beautiful?"
" Exactly."
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Intertwined Hearts
FanfictionRose began as a makeup and costume designer for the famous rock n roll band Aerosmith. Little did she know that she was in for a big surprise~Guns N Roses tagging along. She's got it bad for Axl Rose but there's something about slash that she can't...
