I Want To Be With You...Everywhere

Chapter 32: Without You

Lindsey eventually gets home with all the things Osmond had advised and heads up the stairs with a bottle of water as well.

Lindsey creeps into the room  to find Stevie fast asleep. He didn't want to wake her because she had been trouble sleeping but he needed her to take the medicine so she would wake up feeling better.

"Baby?" Lindsey tapped her a little. "Stevie?"

"Hmm...?" she wined.

"Here, baby, drink this down," he took the pills of their bottles and held them in his palm.

She opened an eyes, "did you read the times and instructions?" she asked taking the pills in her hand. Stevie hated taking pills so when she had to, she left all the instructions and times to Lindsey because she would most likely forget and he was always on top of time.

"I did, thoroughly and the pharmacist explained it all, as well."  

After taking the pills Stevie, luckily went back to sleep easily and Lindsey ended up just staying in bed the rest of the night. Lindsey had hoped Ameera would come home at the appropriate time because they had to get up kind of early in the morning for the airport. Hehad also figured she would come home around  Lindsey was so tied up with Stevie that he didn't even take the time to think about what his daughter and boyfriend were doing. Normally he'd be spazzing out about it and Stevie would have to calm him the best way she could, but that wasn't the case this time.

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Osmond stood by the window that was near the bed and he was staring outside. Ameera had fallen asleep and so he just let her stay asleep until it was tie for him to take her home.

Ameera moves a little and he could hear her breathing pattern change easily, so he quickly turns to see if she was alright.

"You okay?" she asked because he looked a little worried.

"Mhmm," he responded and smiled weakly as sat on the edge of the bed, grasping her hand. "Do you need anything?" he asked because, he was always worried if she needed something.

"No, I'm fine," she responded staring into his eyes. "What's wrong?" 

"Nothing," he shook his head. "I have a question," he says after a short period of silence. 

She sat up and brought her knees to her chest, still with one hand holding his as she rested her chin on her knees and her dark brown, almost black curls laid disheveled framing her face, somewhat.

He smiled at her natural beauty and then slowly began to release his question, "do-"

"Wait!" she cut him off before he could start.

"What?" he lets out a stressed sigh.

"It's not about what we did a couple hours ago, right?"

"Well..."

"Well...," she imitated him before saying her statement, "I want to tell you that, that was the best thing ever and I'm not sorry that it happened and I don't feel regret at all," she says.

"I don't feel sorry that we did it because, I love you... more than my own breath, but don't you think we should have waited at least till you have turned eighteen?"

She leered, "no. If I wanted to wait, I wouldn't have told you to keep going."

He nods his head in slight understanding because, that was a true fact, though he believed they should've waited.

"Angel, I'm gonna be completely honest," she says and that causes him to look up at her and make eye contact, "what we did was a good thing for me. I've seen so many couples in my life and more than you'd think. I've taken time to understand the relationships I've been around and even when it comes down to my parents, they love each other so much, like so, so much. But, when it comes to me- you've seen it, they clash. They both want what's best for me, but in different ways. You and I are very different and we understand each other, I need you to understand, that I love you and our relationship means the absolute world to me. I mean; it says a lot that I almost died without you," she semi giggled and a smile dances across his face.