Come And Save Me, Tonight.

My Girl

"5....4....3...2...1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!" We all shouted, as the ball dropped, officially making it 2014.

Steven pulled me into his arms, dipped me backwards, and kissed me like I've never been kissed. 

I'm not sure if it was the alcohol, but Steven was being sillier than he usually was, and I loved it. He was so funny and adorable.

"Happy New Year, my gypsy lady." Steven said as he pulled away from the kiss. 

We decided to have a new years party at Steven's home in L.A since we weren't starting up the tour until January 3rd, and parents were still in town.

The party went well, everyone was drunk and happy, except Lauren. I felt bad, she started to get sick very often, and she was always exhausted. Pregnancy was really taking a toll on her body. This, was yet another reason I didn't want kids of my own, aside from the obvious; there are poor starving kids all around the world, so why should I have my own and pamper him or her, and have it grow up to be a spoiled little brat, when I can adopt one of those poor starving kids and give it a better life? 

Steven and I already discussed this, though. We're not having kids until I'm ready to put my body, and my mental state through the amount of stress a pregnancy can bring, and we were both fine with that.

The time slowly drifted away from us, and before I knew it, I was cuddling with Steven in bed at 4 am, slowly drifting to sleep.

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When I woke up, I was instantly upset, because I realized today was the day that I had to say goodbye to my mother and father, and drive them to the airport. 

As Steven, my father, my mother and I all climbed into my litlle mini cooper, I started to tear up a bit. 

"Baby, you should let me drive, so you can talk with your parents, okay?" Steven kissed my forehead

"Okay," I said, wiping the tears from my eyes, as I climbed into the passenger seat, and my parents into the back. 

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"Thank you for letting us stay with you, Steven." My mother said as we were hugging them goodbye at their lfight gate. "Your home is absolutely beautiful." 

"Thanks,  Mrs. Par-" Steven stopped short, chuckling at the glare my mother was giving him. "Thanks, Mom." He said, as he kissed her on the cheek.

"It was wonderful to see you again, Steven." My father said as he shook Steven's hand. "You take care of my little girl, now." He smiled at me, and then turned to hug me.

He swooped me off my feat into a big bear hug, which took me completely off guard.

"I love you, Mama Mia. You stay safe now." He smiled, trying to fight the tears from making their way to his eyes. "Please, call me next time something happens. I'd hate to think that something terrible could happen, and I wouldn't even know.." He trailed off. He turned around to face the wall, and I could tell he was wiping tears from his eyes. He quickly turned back to me, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you, honey." My mother said. "Stay safe."

"I will, you guys. Have a safe flight, and call me when you land!" I called out to them as they walked hand in hand to the gate and boarded the plane.

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Steven peeked over at me in the passengers seat, while we were driving home from the airport.

"I can see where you get it from." He said.

"What?" I asked, perplexed

"Your strength. Both physical, and mental." He smiled

"What do you mean?" I asked, still confused

"Your father's a good man. He's strong too. You're just like him. I noticed he started to cry earlier, and he turned around so we wouldn't see. He tries to be a strong soldier, just like you." He reached over and held my hand while he drove us home.