Sweetest Devotion

Set Fire to the Rain

Adele's POV

"Simon, what if they realize I'm pregnant?I" I scream as I run out of the dressing room struggling to get my next dress on.

"Calm down babe. They won't. You hid Ashlyn and Anika for so long you can do the same for them." 

Simon says as he helps me into my dress and then leaves to get Micheal to do a touch up on my makeup.

"Adele, what the heck are you doing?" He confusingly asks watching me struggle climbing out the window.

"I'm trying to escape, that's what!" I yell as I stick my head out the window and look down. "It's only a few feet I can make it!" I yell as I begin to put my foot through.

"Delly stop." He laughs as he grabs my waist and gently pulls me out.

"I can't do this Simon, I just can't!" I say as tears begin to form. "I went on the red carpet, and performed Hello, But I can't do the tribute!"

"Babe don't cry," he says wiping my tears, "you can do this. I know it, our kids know it, you know it, we all know it."

"But I-" I begin. He puts a finger up to my lip and kisses me before I can continue.

"Always works." He says with a wink.

"You can do this. I know you can." He says as he gives me one final kiss before I took the stage.

***

Simons POV

"What was I thinking? I messed up! I hate this. I did horrible," I hear whimpers from Adeles dressing room. 

I slowly open the door seeing Adele pacing, sobbing her heart out, "Simon," she turned around to face me, " did you see that I did awful," She cries louder.

I walk up to her and supportingly rub her back, "No you didn't babe, that was amazing, you did wonderfully."

"No, I didn't I messed up, just like I usually do. I had to start over. I blew it."

"You sure did Honey," I lift up her chin, "you blew it out of the stadium." I lean in gently kissing her lips. 

She pulls me closer and leans her head on my shoulder, crying more.

 I rest my arms around her waist and kiss her head. 

I comfort her trying to settle her emotions down. I don't understand how girls have so much emotions, they are ridiculous. 

But she's my girlfriend, and I'm gonna support her. 

The best I can.

I lean away and wipe her tears "Come on babe," I take her hand, "let's go sit down," she hesitates but then slowly latches my hand to hers and heads back out to our seats.

***

Adeles POV

"Hello, by Adele Adkins." What, what did she just say. 

I suddenly jump up, excitement taking over my body. 

I don't know what to do. 

I quickly lean over to Simon, grab his face and peak his lips. 

Quickly I run up the stage, receiving the Grammy for best song of the year.

"Hello everyone, um, I don't know what to say," laughter fills the arena, "well fun fact I played in this exact arena on tour last year. Oh um, right yeah, back to the Grammys," laughter once again fills the air, "well um, I'd like to say thank you to my manager for always believing in me, Greg for helping this song happen, my boyfriend and wonderful children, and for all my fans for making my career crazy busy. Thank you, everyone."

***

After being blessed and winning another Grammy my fourth one of the night. The big one we've all been waiting for, album of the year becomes announced. We all sight on the edges of our seats, waiting. My heat pounds and my heads become sweaty. Simon grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly. I hold my breath waiting.

"Lemonade!" I hear in shock, that's exactly who I wanted to win, my idol. 

Simon looks at me empathetically, but he knew I wanted her to win.

The announcer becomes embarrassed as Beyoncé takes the stage, she looks back down at the card.

 "Wait," she pauses, "just joking. I read that wrong, oops my bad," all of a sudden I hear what I didn't expect, "I meant to say, Adele! 25!"

***

I fall onto my bed and let the tears flow that I've been keeping in all night. 

I had to finally get them out. 

Simon quietly stumbles his way into our room trying not to wake the children.

"Now what's wrong?" Simons laughs walking towards the bed sitting down.

"I don't know if I'm sad, or happy, or overwhelmed, upset, shocked I don't know what I am Simon," I say rubbing my eyes covering my face in the blanket.

He lays down next to me rubbing my back.

"I can tell you what you are, beautiful." He chuckles kissing my neck. 

I groan not in the mood for his stupid jokes.

I roll over and sigh, letting sleep overtake my body, it's been a long crazy night and I probably won't be in the best mood tomorrow.