Underneath the Stars (Max George FanFiction)

Chapter 6

(KAITLYN'S POV)

I woke up smiling like an idiot, I mean I am an idiot, but that's not the point. I danced out of bed and over to my closet. I looked through my closet, most of my clothes were getting too big on me. I realized I didn't eat yesterday. Sighing I walked over to the mini-fridge grabbing a small bottle of orange juice. I opened it and drank it slowly, knowing if I drank it too fast I would feel sick, and the last thing I needed to do was throw up the little bit of nutrients in my body. 

I finished my juice and went back to my closet. Today was the performance. 

"Shit.." I muttered to myself. 

I enjoyed singing and performing, yes, but something about getting a grade for it scared the shit out of me. I could fuck up and it could cost me that class. I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind and picked out an outfit. A green laced knee length dress with a key hole back. I stepped into it zipping up the back. I put my contacts in and brushed my hair. Quickly I braided my hair into a fish tail braid pulling it to the side. 

I turned to the mirror looking at myself. I sighed. This was one of the dresses that wasn't loose, or too big. It hugged my body in an awkward way. It showed every bit of fat that was on my body. I sighed knowing Max wouldn't want me thinking like this. I smiled at thinking of his name. 

"Max.." I breathed smiling and giggling. 

I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed and decided it was time to go for my first class of the day; theater. I slipped on my flats and grabbed my bag rushing out the door. I made my way down the hall and out of the building. I walked across campus with my headphones in walking to the tempo of the song. I walked to the main entrance of the building, walking in. I walked to my class arriving five minutes early. Thank god. I thought to myself. I sat down at my desk and pulled out my notebook. I really should just bring a laptop. I thought. My professor came in and class began.

(MAX'S POV) 

When I woke up this morning all I could think of was the dream I had. I sat up and Tom walked through the door holding two foam cups. He handed me one. 

"Thanks mate." I said taking the cup and taking a sip of the tea. 

I sat in one of the chairs we had in our dorm and ended up spacing out. Again all I could think of was my dream. 

DREAM

I was in the kitchen of the house Kaitlyn and I shared. Of course we shared a house, she was my wife. I was warming a bottle for our newest addition of our family. Kaitlyn was in the living room of the house with our baby in her arms rocking him trying to quiet him. We were still new at this parenting thing. 

"Babe, I'll be right there!" I yelled as the bottle finished warming. 

I ran into the living room handing my tired wife the bottle. God she looked so tired and frustrated. 

"Baby, go upstairs and lie down, I'll feed him." I said kissing her head. She looked up at me with her 'are you sure?' expression. 

"Go ahead lovely." I said taking the baby from her. 

She walked upstairs, I sat down on the couch holding my baby boy. I snapped his bib together and started feeding him. He sucked on the bottle looking up into my eyes as he did so. I smiled looking down at him feeding him. 

"You have your mommy's eyes." I said looking at him. He smiled around the nipple of his bottle. I continued feeding him just staring into his beautiful eyes, the same color as Kaitlyn's. 

DREAM OVER

I continued staring off into space, thinking about my dream, how beautiful the baby was.