Chapter 11-Sorry It's So Short

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Kirstie POV
Tonight there is a show, and then we hit the road again. Our last show in Japan is in three months. Our wedding is in six months. I can't help but be nervous. What if Jeremy happens? What if Jeremy calls on Afro Blue and Jessica to help take us down? I feel sick momentarily, and place a hand to my forehead. Avi left a few minutes ago to get some food. I requested some Starbucks, and he just rolled his eyes. I also wanted a chocolate chip scone. My headache is killer, so I down about four aspirin. I shut off all the lights, and fall asleep.
"KIRSTIN!" Avi yells.
"Oww," I groan. My head is still throbbing.
"What, babe?" He rushes to my side.
"My. Head. Feels. Like. Death."
"What can I do?"
"Shut. The. Actual. Heck. Up."
He hands me my food, and I eat up. He didn't bring me Starbucks.
"Where is my Caramel Iced Latte?" I snap.
"Babe," he patiently answers, "caffeine makes head-aches worse."
Awe. I was too blind to see he had the best interest at heart for me.
"I love you, like a whole lot."
"Love you two, cutie. Get some sleep."

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