Leave Me Lonely (JB+AG)

Leave Me Lonely (30)

Ariana

Tuesday, December 26

7:31 am

I wake up on the couch, with Justin still laying in my lap and Netflix still on the TV. Lilia is not crying, yet, but I'm sure she will be soon. I decide to go back to sleep until she wakes up, seeing as she never lets me sleep any other time.

As I close my eyes, Justin turns onto his stomach. I run my fingers through his soft hair and he sighs.

"Hey." He mumbles, keeping his eyes closed.

"Hi."

Without warning, Justin rolls off the couch and picks me up.

"To the bed we go." He says, walking to my room.

He lays me in my bed then lays next to me.

"You're beautiful when you sleep." Justin whispers, stroking my cheek.

"You were watching me sleep?" I ask.

"That's not the point." He chuckles.

"Okay, well, thanks." I laugh.

We both just lay in bed until I hear Lilia crying, or at least about to.

"My baby's awake." I say, getting out of the bed.

"How do you know? I don't hear anything." Justin says.

"You're not a mom. My ears have become very sensitive." I walk out of my room and go get Lilia.

"Good morning, baby girl." I smile, walking to her crib.

"Mama!"

I pick her up and she squeals for no apparent reason.

"Let's change your diaper." I lay her on her changing table and grab a diaper and wipes.

"Justin's here, babe. We had a sleepover, where all we did was sleep. It was a lot of fun."

Lilia smiles, kicking her feet.

"Did you sleep good?" I ask her, throwing her old diaper away.

She just attempts to sit up, crying when she fails.

"Hey, that's unnecessary." I pick her up and walk back to my room.

"Guess what, Jay!" I place Lilia on the bed, smiling.

"What?"

"You get to watch her while I warm up a bottle. Yay!" I skip out of my room and Justin just chuckles.

"I don't have a problem with it!" He yells.

I laugh, grabbing a bottle for Lilia. I put it in the bottle warmer and wait a couple minutes for it to warm up.

"Lilia, mommy brought you a present!" I walk back in my room, only to see Lilia standing on Justin's stomach.

"Does that not hurt?" I ask, giving Lilia her bottle.

"Rock hard abs. Can't feel a thing." He says.

"Mhm, sure." I watch Lilia drink her bottle until she decides to get off of Justin's stomach.

"Feel better?" I ask Justin.

He nods, taking his shirt off.

"Do you?" He replies.

"A lot. Thanks." I smile, looking at the 'rock hard abs' that Justin does indeed have.

"Mama." Lilia climbs into my lap, dropping her bottle on my bed.

She barely drank any of the milk. That never happens.

"Do you feel okay, babe?" I ask her.

She stands up, going back to Justin's stomach.

"Okay, babe. I think Justin has had enough of you standing on him. Come here." I say.

She ignores me, bouncing up and down, causing Justin to groan.

"Lilia." I say.

"Ari, she's fine." Justin laughs.

"If you say so." I shrug.

I sit up on the bed and Lilia falls off of Justin into my lap.

"Are you okay, baby girl?" I lift her up, making sure she's not crying.

There's no type of emotion on her face, which I find weird, but I just ignore it, sitting her down in front of me.

"Ariana." Justin says.

"What?" I look up at him and he laughs.

"Nothing. I just like saying your name."

"Okay, Justin."

I look at Lilia, just as she opens her mouth and basically projectile vomits all over my shirt and hers.

"What. The. Fuck." Justin says slowly.

I literally have no words.

"Ariana, do you want me to take her?" Justin asks.

I nod, lifting my shirt over my head.

"I'm good, I'm fine, I'm okay." I say.

Lilia starts crying and I look at her.

"Princess, what's wrong? Are you sick?" I take her from Justin and walk into my bathroom, turning on the shower.

"Jay, I'm gonna take a shower with her."

I sit Lilia on the counter and take her clothes and diaper off. She's still crying, but there's not really anything I can do about that right now. I just want to get both of us cleaned up.

8:23 am

I sit on the couch next to Justin, with Lilia in my lap. She has a bottle full of water, since I'm not supposed to give her milk, but she's not actually drinking it. She's just holding it in her mouth while her head is resting on my chest.

"What's the matter with you, love?" Justin says, gently stroking her cheek.

"My baby is sick. I'm blaming this on you, Jay."

"What did I do?" He asks.

"Nothing, but this is still your fault."

I laugh, rubbing Lilia's back. Apparently the medicine I gave her when we got out of the shower made her sleepy, because in just a few minutes, she's out like a light.

"I hope neither of us get sick from her." I say.

"You're her mom. It's not gonna happen." Justin replies.

"What about you?"

"I don't get sick. The last time I got sick was in college, like 3 or 4 years ago." Justin shrugs.

"Must be nice."

"What's nice is you without a shirt on. What do I have to do to get you to wear a bra all the time?" Justin smirks and I roll my eyes.

"Nothing, because it's not gonna happen."

I lay Lilia across my lap and she somehow manages to grab my finger and hold on to it.

"Aww, baby. Mommy's right here." I rest my other hand on her back.

"You two are cute." Justin smiles.

"Especially me. But she's pretty cute too." I reply.