JULLIETTES POV:
2 Months Later
*Rated PG-13, I guess.*
Tony and I laid in bed, our bodies pressed against each other, and both of us naked. Our attempts at sex were sort of awkward, courtesy of my growing stomach. I was at 7 months, and I only had 9 weeks left.
Tony was kissing my neck, dangerously soft. Our hands were anywhere and everywhere. He pulled me closer, and I felt every part of his body against mine. He let out a soft groan as my hands explored his bare chest, his bare everything.
When things began getting rated R, I heard our bedroom door open slowly.
"Would you two like some snacks?" I heard Jaimes voice say, impersonating an elderly woman.
Tony reached over me, not removing his lips from my neck. He grabbed something from the bedside table and chucked it towards the door. Jaime closed the door just in time for whatever Tony threw to hit the wall and fall to the floor. He went back to sending shocks through my veins with every bit of contact he made with my skin.
I soon realized that everything outside the bedroom was quiet, too quiet. My thoughts were soon interrupted when I heard music blaring from the living room. Actually, blaring was an understatement. I felt like I was right next to the speakers.
Tony let out an agitated sigh, his forehead resting on my shoulder.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." He muttered against my chest. He reluctantly pulled himself from me, and off the bed. Sliding on a pair of sweats, he walked out into the living room. I soon realized that the music, was in fact Vic, who had plugged his guiter into an amp, and Mike who was rhythmically beating on a snare drum.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Tony yelled. The music continued. I slid out of bed, and put on baggy sweat pants and a tank top, and walked out into the living room. Tony unplugged to amp, but Vic kept strumming. Jaime nonchalantly strolled over and plugged the amp back in. Tony resorted to confiscating the amp chord.
"Not cool, man." Vic smirked.
"Are you serious right now?" Tony asked him.
"Guys!" He main said, stepping between Tony and Vic. "I just had an epiphany."
Mike rolled his eyes. Vic chuckled, and Tony sighed.
"What, Jaime?" Tony groaned, obviously annoyed.
"I think." He paused. "That we should go to the bar."
"Jaime, I don't feel like drinking tonight." Tony muttered.
"I do." Vic said.
"Me too." Mike chimed in. Tony sighed and looked back at me.
"I'd like to get out of the house." I said, smiling shyly atn him.
"Fine." Tony nodded. Then, he and I retreated back to the bedroom and changed. He put on khaki shorts and a white V-neck. I tried to put on skinny jeans, but they didn't fucking fit, so I settled for black maternity shorts and a hot pink off the shoulder oversized sweatshirt typed thing. Tony slipped on his black vans, and I slid into dark grey ugg boots.
Once back out into the living room, Vic, in his signature black beanie, Jaime, and Mike were waiting for us by the door. I slipped a black slouchy beanie over my curly hair, and followed the guys out the door.
LILYS POV:
I laid in bed, staring at my phone screen. The stalker I had was beginningto creep me out. Whoever it was, they followed Vic and me everywhere. How did I know? She always sent a picture of us together wherever we were. It was fucking weird.
