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"Justin picked that out?" My friend Tess says with A shocked expression her eyes glued to the diamond necklace that I wore proudly around my neck.
"Yeah he sure did," I say toying with the cool metal of the necklace before glancing over at my boyfriend who looked a little pale, and... Green? Compared to his friends.
" Wow Vanessa I'm super impressed, it's fucking gorgeous" I grin and try to control the blush that's rising up my torso. Tess becomes preoccupied with another woman's shiny piece of jewelry and I walk over to my boyfriend who's leaning against the bar, his friends sincedissappeared, with an icy glass of whiskey pressed to his head.
" You okay baby?" I ask trying to find a way to sit on a barstool next to him in this ridiculously proportioned ball gown. Justin gives me a weak smile and it's then that I notice just how tired he looks.
" Hey babe, enjoying your night?" I nod and reach for the whiskey glass he hands it's to me and I place it on the counter so I can feel his face and forehead with my hands. I can't help the frown that graces my features once I touch his clammy, warm face.
" You're burning up!" I exclaim and hand him the whiskey glass to press to his head again he takes it gratefully and laughs before erupting into a terrible cough.
" I'm burning up for you baby" I roll my eyes and wonder how he can still keep his humor When his temperature is probably reaching into the danger zone.
" Nessa I know we just got here but I think I'm going to head home I feel super shitty" I gather my dress in bunches and hop off the barstool unceremoniously before grabbing his hand.
" We've been here for like four hours Jay let's get you home" I pull him but he doesn't budge I look back at him, my eyes full of question. He smiles a super lazy, super sleepy grin before gesturing around to the space we're occupying.
" Babe, I'm not going to let you leave your own album release party" I tug on his hand tighter.
"Scooter will understand that I'm trying to save another one of his artists now come on" with a reluctant sigh that ends in a cough he follow me out of the doors main entrance and into a sea of awaiting paparazzi.
"Justin! Over here! Are you high?" Justin gives a loud snort and I shake my head at the pap.
" Vanessa are you two planning on making some Bieber babies?" I face a nosy lady pap and smirk,
" yep that's why we're leaving my party so early. To make some babies" Justin laughs behind me but it turns into a fit of coughs before I push him gently into our awaiting limo. Once inside Justin lays his head into my lap and takes my hand and urges me to play with his platinum blonde hair.
"When did you start feeling sick Jay?" I ask as his eyes flutter closed and his body relaxes, he lets out a sigh before answering me with a sheepish grin.
" When you tied my bow tie" I ruffle his hair and he pouts.
"You idiot, you should've told me and I'd have cancelled the party" he shakes his head before he's attacked by another cough, I rub his chest in what I hope are soothing motions.
"I didn't want you to cancel something you've been looking forward to for months babe. That's selfish" I tap his nose with my index finger.
" it's my party I'll cancel if I want to" he smiles and settles his head so his face is pressed against my stomach.
"Your mommy is a boss" he whispers against my dress and my heart twists with overly happy emotion. I glance down at my still flat stomach and speak in a high pitched voice.
" Your daddy is stubborn" I counter and Justin gives a mock gasp of offense before nuzzling my stomach closer. " Don't listen to her junior." He says placing a soft kiss to my tummy and I dolly my eyes and continue to play with his hair. " She isn't a junior Justin," I say with an exaggerated sigh and he looks up at me with his big brown eyes.
" Justin junior would like for you to stop calling him a girl Nessa" I roll my eyes again and begin to rattle off all of the reasons why I think that 'Justin Junior' is actually 'Justine'.
"And that dear hubby is why the nursery will be pink and sparkly with little-" A loud snore interrupts my conclusion and I look down to see Justin with his mouth open and eyes shut tightly. With a smile, I look outside the window and notice that we're home.
"Can you drive around the block for a bit?" I ask the driver and he nods before rolling the partition backup.
