A/N:
Buckle up! (Ari's voice) Extremely dramatic chapter today!
"We can go stop it tomorrow, it's the middle of the night Ari."
"Malcolm..." I stare deeply into his eyes, "It's- It's an emergency, I can't afford to get pregnant."
My voice wavers. The tears start falling.
He kisses the tears away.
"Okay lil baby. It's okay." He consoles me, cuddling me. When I have calmed down, he gets up, eyes wide as he throws on a hoodie and pair of shorts.
"I'll go out and get- what is it?, the morning after pill?"
"No, I think it would be safer if I see a doctor?" I say. Getting up and pulling some shorts and shoes on in the dark room.
"Hold up baby." Mac says, "It's note safe for you to go out like this, If the paparazzi catch us going to the doctor's in the middle of the night- the media will blow up."
I pause for a second, considering this.
"Malcolm... I'm going to risk it."
"Then you will need a disguise." He tells me.
"And so will you." I retort.
We put on dark hoodies, Malcolm puts on sunglasses and place a balaclava over my mouth.
"Ari, baby. You are going to have to hide those legs." He nods down smirking.
"Why?"
"They are pretty iconic." He suggests. "Not to mention, I don't like the idea of anyone eyeing up my lovers legs at one in the morning other than myself."
I role my eyes and put on a pair of sweatpants. They are Malcolms, so he comes over to help me tie the string tighter around my waist. Giving my booty a cheeky slap and examining my disguise.
"I think we are ready." He smirks.
I smile back, excited but nervous about tonights adventure.
We make it quickly to my lovers car before we cruise down the freeway in dipped headlights, I make sure to call up my Doctor.
"It's the middle of the night Ariana." My doctor complains over the phone.
"I know, but Dr. Edwards, this is an emergency!"
"Can't this wait until tomorrow?"
I take a deep breath. "Dr. Edwards, I forgot to use protection." Thankful that she couldn't see me blushing through the phone.
"Oh."
silence...
"Come quickly to my house then... Its number 32, Clark Street, Santa Monica."
"Okay!" I say, signing in relief, as I type the address into Mac's GPS.
"See you soon for a check up."
"Thank you Mrs- I mean Dr., Edwards!"
"No problem. I will need you to pay me in cash." The phone cuts dead.
I curse loudly.
"Ari, you okay?" Malcolm asks from the drivers side.
"I need to pay Dr. Edwards in cash, but we left our money at my house!!"
"It's okay, I brought my credit card with me. We will need to stop at a cashpoint though."
I am so relived that I could kiss him.
