Sleeping with a lie

Not About Angels

Weeks later, I went back to the hospital for another checkup on bell. Her tumor has shrunken by an inch, but it's still dangerous. I on the other hand I still have pain here and there, but it's not as major as the others.

Theo never came back after he got Ansel, which was just probably a form of pure jealousy.

My stomach is the size of a cantaloupe, but I can still rock a pantsuit! Ever since The Oscars I have been sort of lenient about where I go. Paparazzi would follow me everywhere to ask me about the tumor and everything. Not that they snooped into the hospital, it's just one of the nurses spilled some information.

"Smoothie?" Ansel places a green liquid on the glass coffee table.

"Sure." I sip on the straw.

"Uh, Shai, I need to head out to my sister Sophia's right quick. She's in a crisis. So, will you be fine with just sitting here for a bit?" With keys in his hands, he spun them around on his finger.

"I'll be just fine." I scrolled on my phone. "How long will you be gone?"

"However how much she needs me." Ansel twisted the know on the door.

***
Calm down. Just breathe. I squinted my eyes. A sharp pain stuck me right in the stomach.

"Please stop kicking me!!" I groaned. "I will eat something in a minute."

The doorbell rang. I yelled come in.

"Hey Shai." Theos voice carried to the kitchen.

"In here," I called.

I leaned on the counter edge.

"How's Belle?" He asked with his hands in his jacket pockets.

"Kicking like crazy," I say.

"Ah." he poked my side. "What about you?"

"Peachy. Not showing my face on television would be amazing." I say.

His heat came closer to me.

"Theo. What are you doing." I say. "We can't do this."

"Who said we couldnt?" He asked this really hot, risque question that seems almost impossible to answer because who would know about it?

He pressed his hands to my face, gazing into my eyes. "I love you dearly, Shailene."

I gulped. "Theo, I do too." It was too soon to determine the truth.

"If you really do, then kiss me." He tried to negotiate with me, somehow I fell for it.

I kissed him with so much passion that even I felt it. It felt real.

"Do you want me to stop?" I whispers in between his soft kisses on my lips.

"No."

So we stood there making out in the kitchen. Belle did kick a few times, but that didn't phase me. Theos hand went to the hem of my shirt. I let him start to pull it up slowly.

The rest was a severe blur.