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[20] Sickness

3 weeks later, mid September
✱ Naima's p.o.v ✱

We've been home in LA for two weeks now, but I haven't felt good at all. I've been moody and I've even thrown up once in a while and this has caused me to live at my own apartment these weeks. It has been a while since I lived by myself and I'm not really used to it.

But of course Grayson visits me whenever he has time, I really don't understand why because it wouldn't be good for him to get sick right now. But I appreciate his company, it gets lonely when your all on your own when you're used to being surrounded by people all the time.

I've been able to get some work done, but not much. I've not really felt for it, but at least the song I started on after the TCA's is done now we just have to record it.
In the beginning Amber come here to try to write some songs with me but she soon realized that it was useless and stopped.

I walk out on the balcony to get some air and I sit down on one of the comfy chairs out there. I have come to realize that it's good for me to get some air so I try to walk out on the balcony a few times a day.
I sit there I scroll through twitter and like a few tweets from fans and from other celebrities.

As I scroll through a fan account I stumble upon a picture of my mom and I, when I was younger, maybe 12 years old. I didn't even know that picture existed but it's really cute, I think it's some kinda 'first day of school' picture. Imagine, there I was at twelve. A girl with big dreams and here I stand today, a girl living that dream. Life's pretty amazing right new.

Or yeah, everything except two things. My sickness and me fighting with mom. We haven't talked since the fight and to be honest, I think that's for the best. The both of us are very disappointed in one another and both too stubborn to take the first step, sadly.

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When I step inside the bathroom to take a shower I realize something. My period is late, like really late. It's never late, and if it is, it's just like one day or something.

I quickly grab my phone and dial Cameron's number.
After a few signals she picks up.

"Hi Naima! Are you feeling any better?" She asks and almost laugh a little.

"Not really" I sigh before I continue "Cameron, I think I'm pregnant"

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You do you 🤙🏼

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