Princess Die ( A Lady Gaga Fan Fiction)

12. Wrapped In Rose Gold

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12. 

*Lady Gaga's POV*:

I made a phone call too my parents before Tara and I got ready to go too the doctor. I had phoned my mother about the situation the night before, but I just wanted to talk too her again to tell her that I wanted to stay in Chicago, in Taylor and I's apartment until the baby was born. She understood, of course, and said that she, father and Natali would fly out to Chicago for the birth. "I love you." I say too her once more before hanging up.

Tara walks in my bedroom where I was putting on clothes to go too the doctor, "You ready, babe?" 

"Yep." I say putting my phone in my purse, "Let's go."

The driver was waiting for us outside when we got to the hotel lobby and very few paparazzi were outside, but there were an immense mass of fans whom I had divined, based on their shouts of congratulations, heard of the news. I was glad to hear that most of them were discussing that bit of the statement among themselves as a opposed to asking about or commenting on my "actions that night". However, I did see some as Tara and I made our way to the car that were sobbing in the crowd. Not the kind of starstruck tears that I was so accustomed to seeing when among my beloved Little Monsters, but the kind of tears that I saw Tara shed that night in the hospital when she discovered I tried to commit suicide. They are not sad tears, necessarily...they are "I can't believe I almost lost you" tears. I made eye contact with one of my Little Monsters that was crying in this way and impulsively pushed past my security to go up and hug her. She was shaking with joy and excitement and began sobbing even harder as I wrapped my arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Everything is going to be alright." with that I swiftly made my way back to Tara and into the car. 

We arrived at the hospital with no trouble and went in for our appointment. Since I was only 10 weeks pregnant the doctor did a vaginal scan so that we could see the baby clearer.

I had to put on a hospital gown and lay down on an examination table so I could put my feet up in stirrups for the scan. It felt kind of awkward at first when I had to spread my legs and let the doctor put the condom covered probe up into me, but the entire world seemed to disappear around me when the doctor pointed to the tiniest alien-like life form on the screen.

"Right there." the doctor smiled. 

I was at a loss for words, Tara grasped my hand tighter as tears started to brim my eyes, "Is that...?"

"Yes, baby." she said smiling, squeezing my hand even tighter. 

I couldn't hold back my tears; the tiny, innocent form on the screen was too much for my heart to bear and although I didn't make a sound, tears streamed abundantly down my face as I stared at the screen. Tara kissed my cheek, still smiling. I leaned into her shoulder as she rested her cheek on the top of my head. It was all became so real at that moment...there was an actual child inside me. My child....Taylor's child.

"Everything looks good!" the doctor said, "We just wanted to do this scan today to make sure the fetus was healthy in light of recent events."

I flinched a bit at that but could understand completely. I got dressed back in my clothes and my heels and Tara and I went out to the car to head home. We had to make a plan for what would happen to the tour due to the pregnancy, but all I could think about was the little life form inside of me. I rested my hand on my belly protectively on the ride home, "Nothing will ever hurt you." I say.

When we get back home the Haus and I worked out everything for what would need to happen with the tour now that I was pregnant. I obviously couldn't perform the kind of tour artRAVE was being pregnant but since it was January and I was already 3 months pregnant and the tour didn't start until May, we would only have to move a few dates depending on if the baby was born early or not. But if we absolutely had to we would put the tour off till June. With my Roseland residency, we were able to prolong it until further notice and thankfully everyone involved was cooperative.

Statistics aside, I was more than ready to have this baby; to cradle its little life in my arms and be able to kiss its sweet little forehead. Everything was going so well it seemed like nothing could go wrong.

*Tara's POV*:

It made my heart flutter to see Gaga truly happy for once. The last few months had been nothing but misery and sadness for her and now it seemed that she had restored some hope in life. Sure the inconvenience of the tour supposed to start and the due date overlapping was a bit stressful, but we all were ready to deal with it and were also glad that Gaga wasn't insisting on starting the tour on time in spite of the baby. You never know with her, she is a tough bitch and a true showgirl at heart. But this time it was different and rightfully so. She would do nothing that might threaten this babies existence.

It was going to be funny seeing how she would react as her pregnancy progressed in the sense that her fashion choices would have to be greatly altered. Particularly her shoes. Gaga can pull off about any size of heel but not with a belly the size of the moon I chuckled to myself at the thought. We all knew how she loved her platforms. Yes, this would be an interesting experience indeed.

To Be Continued! xoxo