You'll Play The Romeo, Ill Play The Juilet. (Of Mice & Men)

I Wanna Lift Mountains High

"I am sick of having to stay in the house all the time," I tell Austin.

He runs his hand threw his hair making a sigh, "babe, I just don't want anything happening to you or the baby."

"I just want to go outside, and take pictures," I trail off.

"Whatever!" He says walking out of the living room, grabbing his keys and slamming the door behind him making the apartment echo, and shake a little bit.

I brake down into tears, and make my way to our bedroom. I grab my camera from the bedside table, and quietly walk outside taking in the fresh air. I lean my back against the balcony door and let out a deep breath. I take a couple pictures from the balcony, and quickly walk back inside, and set my camera back on the bedside table.

I walk around the apartment aimlessly wondering about where Austin could have went. I pick up my phone, and dial Alan's number.

"Lindsay? Are you okay?" Alan answers the phone.

"Yeah I'm fine, Austin got really mad, and stormed out of the house. Do you know where he is? He took the car."

"He called me, and said he's heading over. Don't worry about him. He asked if he could stay a little while, I'll watch over him. You stay safe. If you need anything, call me," he says with a shaky sigh, "I love you girl, and I'm here for you."

"Thanks ginger," I tell him as we say our goodbyes, and he hangs up the phone.

I take a deep sigh, and head over to the kitchen and make myself hot chocolate. I look through the take out menus in the kitchen drawer looking for a pizza place that delivers, and finally found one.

"Hello? How may I take your order?"

"Could I have a large plain cheese pizza with some bread sticks?"

"Yes, delivery or pick up?"

I tell him my address, and shortly wait for somebody to come deliver the food. When the guy comes I pay him, an take my food, and take it into the living room, and eat most of the food.

I shove all of the dishes into the dishwasher, and make my way back up into our bedroom. I turn on our flat screen, and watch a couple movies, but also pausing them between crying sessions. I put my hand on my stomach, and rub my thumb in Circles over where the baby has been kicking lately. I sigh, really hoping that Austin doesn't hate me. I do not understand why he took so much offence to the fact that all I wanted to do was go outside, and continue my career.

I don't understand what I did that was so terribly wrong. I mean maybe hes just a little overwhelmed about everything.

I quickly grab a sweater, and my phone and make my way outside. I walk outside and make my way to Alan's house.

After I finally reach Alan's house I knock on the door with my freezing hands because I can't open it, and I quickly rush inside when Ash opens it.

"Lindsay what are you do-" I put my hand over her mouth an tell her to be quite and make my way upstairs to the game room.

"Austin you take me home right now you shouldn't even be mad at me now let's go home right now." I tell him.

"No take the car and go home."

"I didn't walk all the way here, while seven months pregnant to be turned down, now let's go."

He sighs and walks out of the door leaving me and Alan alone.

"What's his damn issue?" I ask Alan.

He shrugs his head," I really don't know, you call me if you need anything," he says hugging me tightly.

Austin honks the horn causing me to accidentally bite my tongue. I hum in pain as I wave my hands around pointing to my mouth.

"Open your mouth," he says.

I open my mouth as a puddle of blood forms in my mouth.

"Ew Lindsay you need to go to the hospital," he says picking me up, and rushing me down the stairs.

"Ash come on Lindsay bit her tongue almost off or something I don't know run out and tell Austin," he says as she runs outside, and he locks the door.

Austin comes rushing up to Alan taking me out of his arms as Ashley jumps in the drivers seat ad Alan runs into the passengers side. Austin lets me down, an motions for me to get in the back. I crawl in, and so does Austin. He pulls me into him, and kisses my forehead.

"I'm sorry," he says in between placing kisses on my forehead.

** five hours later **

We make our way out of the emergency room, and back to the car.

"So how'd that feel?" Alan asks

"Heavenly," I tell him sarcastically.

It feels odd talking considering I have stitches on my tongue, and that I haven't talked in what seems like forever when it was only really four and a half hours. It took literally forever to get called back into a room, and when we did we had to wait an hour and a half for a doctor to actually stitch up my tongue. 

We get inside of the car as Austin continuesly says hes sorry for being an ass, and for being impatient. I rest my hand on my stomach as we make our way back to Alan's house. We drop off Alan, and Ash and Austin gets in the drivers seat, and i get on the passengers side. 

"I really am sorry," Austin trails off. 

"Its okay."

"No I really am sorry."

"then why did you act like such a douche bag?" I lash running a hand through my messy tangled hair. 

"I am just overly worried about the baby, and i don't want anything happening to her." 

"Oh."

We sit in sience for the rest of the car ride home, and then we finally arrive at our apartment building, and we make our way up to our floor. We get inside the apartment, and I retreat up into our bedroom, and get myself changed for bed, and quickly brush my teeth and brush my hair. Austin comes upstairs shortly after I get in bed, and he quickly strips off his cothing, and crawls under the covers with me. 

'babe, again im so so-" 

"Shut up!" I say kissing him. 

He moans into the kiss, and I pull away giggling. 

"What?" he asks 

"I bet you are so sex deprived," I say pushing his longish hair out of his face. 

"You don't even know," He sighs as he puls the blankets over our heads.

"Two and a half months yet," I remind him as he groans throwing his head into the pillow. 

"This baby better be thanking me right now."