Coping with Bieber

Chapter 9: Sleep

"Everything seems to be ok with you and the baby, Estela. You are about a month along." The doctor says and smiles as he writes notes on his pad.

I stay in shock. Speechless. No words.

I slowly look over to Justin who is clutching on to my hand with his dear life.

"You are allowed to eat now but we will like to keep you here until tomorrow morning just to continue monitoring your fluid intake." The doctor continues.

"Thank you, doctor." I finally break my silence, earning a nod from my doctor.

"We will continue to check up on you throughout the next few hours and throughout the night." He walks towards the door and leaves us in the quiet room.

"I brought pizza, burgers from Shake Shack, Mcdonalds, and a couple of things from the Chinese food place that we love." Justin quickly gets up and reaches for all of the food that he brought.

I scrunch my nose when he mentions most of the food but decide to stick with any of them just to ease the moment.

"I can give you a little bit of everything?" Justin tilts his head.

"Chinese is fine, babe." I giggle as I see how nervous he is, ultimately calming my nerves.

I notice his hands shaking as he serves my food.

"Hey." I say to him, trying to get his attention.

He looks over to me quickly, eyes wide open.

"Come here." I say softly as I pat the empty space next to me on the bed.

He slowly comes over and takes a seat by my side, trying to be very careful.

"I am freaking out." I say honestly. "Seeing you freak out is making me freak out more. If you don't want this... we can.. I can... take the baby and raise it on my own." My eyes get watery.

"Are you out of your mind? Of course not. That is our baby. I am just so shocked. I mean, it all makes sense but I am ... wow. We are having a baby!" He speaks louder towards the end as he grins.

"A beautiful little baby boy, mini Justin. Justin Jr." HE closes his eyes dramatically as he holds my hand.

"In your dreams. HER name will be Stella." I poke his arm.

"I guess we will see about that." He lifts his head, raises his chin and looks away.

"Want to bet on it." I narrow my eyes and smile. "Winner gets to name it." I wink.

"Deal." He says all too quickly before shoving a spoonful of food into his mouth.

***

It's been two months and a half since I found out that I was pregnant. I am now almost four months and a round belly is starting to show.

I was immediately removed from the remainder of the tour, citing "Exhaustion and other health concerns."

Only those close to Justin and I have heard the news. The dancers, Justin's parents. Scooter. Elysandra has made it her mission to get all of my cravings, timing herself everything she ran to get them. The fans figured it out already though, although nothig has been confirmed. I have to say, my cravings have not been crazy, though chocolate and cheese are my go to. Chocolate and cheese together obviously. A bar of chocolate and a bar of cheese.

I sleep through every concert. Well, I sleep through everything I should say. Justin won't let me move a finger so I might as well spend my time sleeping.

Our friends have created a poll. They are betting on the sex of the baby, as well as on names.

As I get lost in my thoughts, I hear the music start, the concert has started.

I get up, not feeling sleepy today and walk towards the stage, standing behind the curtain that does not let fans see the back of the stage.

I watch as Justin goes out and starts performing.

The father of my baby.