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Beyoncé POV

"Beyoncé, get up we are in Hawaii". Aiden whispered as I turned over pulling the covers closer to me.

Getting lifted I snuggled closer into his neck as he carried us.

"Hello Aiden, why are you holding her? Beyoncé get down". I heard my father ask, Aiden tried to put me down but I held tighter. I was so tired, it felt like I only slept for an hour before Aiden shook me awake.

"Beyoncé stop playing and get off him". My father shouted as I opened my eyes getting of Aiden I bit my lip to stop the tears from falling.

Walking behind them I gripped the pillow he handed me closer as I tried to keep my eyes open and not trip.

"Here, let me help you". Aiden said opening my door helping me sit in the back.

He was about to get in the back but my dad pulled him back.

"I have another car for us to get in". He said as I looked at them.

"Sir, is it okay if I just stay with her?". Theo asked as I put my head on the window.

"You want him to stay with you princess? I know you don't like it when people mess with you when your trying to sleep".

"He's fine". I softly said putting my head back into the pillow.

"See y'all at the beach house then". He said before closing the door.

Grabbing my blanket I wrapped it around me as I let Aiden lay down before I got on top of him.

"Why are you shivering for?". He asked as I gripped the cover tightly.

"I'm cold, can he turn on the heat?". I shuttered out looking down at him.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "It's 92 degrees outside and the air is on in here".

"Please, I'm cold and tired". I said turning over.

"Marcus, can you turn the heat on just in the back please".

"Thank you". I said as Aiden wrapped his arms around me.

>>>

"Ms. Knowles and Mr. James we are here". Wrapping my arms tighter around Aiden I heard him laugh.

"Get up, so I can help you put your clothes on". He whispered as I rubbed my eyes sitting up.

Holding my arms up he put the shirt on my head before I slipped my shorts back on.

"I'm hungry". I mumbled rubbing my eyes.

"I will get you something when we get to the house". Laying my head back on him I closed my eyes just as the door opened.

"She still sleep?". Hearing my father laughing I opened my eyes staring at him.

"I'm woke, what are you talking about?".

"Stop lying, I know you was sleep you used to do this all the time when you were little but come on".

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"Hey Beyoncé". Aaron shouted running up to me pulling me into a hug before spinning us around.

Pushing him away before I could answer I threw up over his shoes.

"Not my Jordan's". He said as I continued to gag. Pulling my head up Aiden had a water bowel and a mini bottle of mouth wash.

Washing my mouth out I spit it out before handing it back to him.

"I will get you some new shoes". I said as he now stood in his socks. "Your cool sis, but next time throw up on Jay".

"I heard that shit!". Jay shouted as I softly giggled.

"Everyone go choose a room, Beyoncé come here". My father said as I stop nervously biting my lip. Walking to stand in front of him he looked me over.

"Are you okay?". Grabbing his hand I smiled walking us to the door. "I'm fine".

Walking upstairs I wanted the room that showed the beach. But Aiden already had it when I walked in.

"I want this room, get out". I whined putting my bags by the door.

He turned around before shaking his head.

"But this is the only room that has a balcony". I whined pointing to the sliding door.

"I got here first so it's mine". He turned to me smirking.

My lip quivered as I nodded grabbing my things about to walk out the door but bumped my dad.

"Hey what's wrong princess? Why are you crying". He asked as I tried to speak but it would only come out like hiccups.

"Aiden? What did you do?". He asked as Aiden stared at me.

"I-I wanted this room but he wouldn't switch". I choked out as I bit my lip.

He laughed. "Beyoncé really, your being so dramatic right now their are other rooms it's not the end of the world". Turning to my father I shook my head. "But I want this one".

Turning to Aiden I walked up to him as he sat on the bed. Grabbing his hair he hissed as I pulled him on the floor.

Straddling him I began to beat on his chest and slap his face before he grabbed my wrists.

"Beyoncé!? What the hell, I was just playing with you I had your bags I was putting your clothes in the closet I know you like the water so I got up here first to help you". He shouted trying to pull me back.

Feeling arms wrap arm my waist I turned around seeing my father. "What's going on with you". He asked staring at me.

"I'm fine, you can go now". I snapped as he shook his head.

"I'm gonna get killed by you before the baby comes if you keep acting like this". He said looking at himself in the mirror. "Look at all these red marks".

"I can't help it, it's just mood swings". I pouted as he pulled me into a hug.

"I love you baby girl". He said pulling away pecking my lips.

"I would definitely love you too baby boy if you fuck me". I smirked looking up at him.

Thank you for reading my book I love ya

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