A Different Reality (Lasting Love)

Last event?

Dress link:  http://www.specialoccasionmaternity.com/8022S-3Rosesmaternitydress-1-1.aspx

"Jen!"  Justin runs upstairs to where I'm in our room "Are you soon ready?  We need to leave soon."

I don't answer him.  I look at my reflection in the mirror for the hundredth time.  Even though I know I've been told I look great, I don't feel that way.  The dress I picked out, flowy light blue with a halter top and accent roses, fits perfectly, but that doesn't make me feel any better.  As much as I want to go to this to support Justin, I also want to stay home away from everyone's opinion about every possible thing.  They think it's fine to pick everything about us apart.

"Come on," He reaches his hand out for mine "We don't need to stay long.  We'll leave right after the movie."

"Maybe I should stay here." I finally suggest after thinking it for a while "That way you can stay as long as you want and I won't be in your way."

"You are not going to be in my way."  He stops walking for a minute "I'd rather be at home with you at this point.  I love my work, but I love my family more.  I don't want to stay very long after anyway."

"Fine." I follow him out to the car that's waiting for us.  He opens the door and I climb inside already regretting coming with.  I wanna be here for him, I really do.  I also wanna be at home trying to sleep or just resting. 

Once we're about 5 minutes from the premier, the paparazzi start to show up.  I duck in the car under the window along with Justin trying to hide.  A weird, uncomfortable feeling rushes through my body and I clench my stomach. 

"Shit, you okay?" Justin asks.

"Yeah." I push it off as nothing "It's just Braxton hicks.  The same thing happened like an hour ago."

"Are you sure?" He looks like he doesn't believe me "We can go home if we need to."

I nod my head yes "There's nothing I can do about them anyway.  I'll be fine."

He reluctantly agrees to still go to the premier, and a few minutes later we pull up.  The paparazzi line up right outside the car.  Justin gets pissed as we try to walk through and eventually our body guards push them away.  I cling onto his hand as tightly as I can for safety.  We finally make it through the paparazzi and onto the carpet. 

Of course, once we get there all the press are yelling questions and taking millions of pictures.  We stand near each other, walking and smiling.  They all yell out any and every question that they can think of while also yelling at us to pose for pictures.

"I really hate this part." I whisper to Justin who nods his head agreeing with me.  He let's go of my hand and grabs my side to pull me closer.  I rest my hand in the middle of his back.

"Jen, what's wrong?" Justin asks frantically after I grab his hand squeezing it.  I don't answer him, but turn to face him so that nobody will notice.  He knows right away what it is and tries to walk closer to where there aren't any press.  I cringe in pain as I follow him over.

"Jennifer are you okay?!?"

"Justin, what's wrong?"

"What just happened?"

They all start to go crazy after it happens.  I try to make it seem like everything is okay by turning and smiling at everyone before Justin pulls me to the side.

"We're going home!" He yells just loud enough that I can hear "You need to be resting.  That was NOT an hour after the last one.  It was like 20 minutes.  Seemed a lot more painful too."

"It was, but I'm fine."  I look him in the eyes so that he knows I'm serious "I'll go in there and wait for the movie.  I promise if anything else happens I'll tell you right away."

"Okay, fine."  He gives in "But if you need ANYTHING let me know."

Justin's POV:

I walk out to do the interviews while being worried about Jen.  She doesn't want me to be, but knowing that something could happen makes me want to be back with her.

"How is Jennifer?  Is she okay?" An interviewer walks over and shoves the microphone in my face.

"She'll be fine." I reply, trying to reassure myself "Just needs to rest for a little."

"Are you excited? Only a little left, right?"

"Yeah, very!  We have a few days at most, so I'm excited to see what happens." I get the idea that she has no intentions of asking about the movie, so I move on to the next interview.

"How does it feel to have so many great things in your life right Now?  Your first huge movie, and a baby?"

"It's amazing!" I'm relieved to hear that he actually cares about the movie  "I love that I got this opportunity.  It's great to have something like this happen before the baby gets here."

"This is your biggest acting/writing role for a movie in your career.  Do you think you'll take on more roles where you do both?"

"I think so, but for now I think I'd like to stick to writing.  I love acting, but writing has always been my passion."

"Well congratulations on everything!  I can't wait to see the movie!"

I don't feel like answering more questions, so I go in to find Jen.  She's watching the previews they have and laughing at them, so I guess she's okay.

"Are you excited to see it?" I ask Jen.

"Yeah," She looks over at me smiling "I really wanna see you."

"I hope you like it."

"I know I will." She leans over to kiss me "I love anything that you do."

The movie starts soon after.  I don't watch much, I pay more attention to Jen and her reactions.  She's my biggest fan and critic, so I'm more worried about what she thinks anyway.  Luckily for me, she seems to really like it.  I move closer to her, moving my hand to rest it on her belly and I feel the baby jolt up and start kicking.  She continues to do this for about a minute or two before calming down, but Jen doesn't look so good.

"Did I do something?" I ask.  I'm following her out of the theatre towards the bathroom "What's wrong?" She motions that she can't really talk and that's when I notice how pale she is.

She practically runs into the bathroom where she struggles to hold her hair back while vomiting.  I rush over to help her and after a few seconds she seems a little better.  She tries to stand back up, but as soon as she moves she's starts vomiting again from the motion.

"I really didn't wanna ruin this for you." She finally says once she's better.

"You didn't ruin anything.  You can't control things like this."  I help her get up slowly "I think we better just go home."