HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! A birthday presnt to all of you a update! (Going to six flags today, so maybe more when i get back!)
This is kinda tagged to my story Things happen for a reason. I had to get it out of me before i exploded!
I love my girlfriend, don't get me wrong, who doesn't love Macy? She's more loveable than an elf. The thing is, she's 5 months pregnant and driving me crazy with these cravings! She had me going out at 2 in the morning for ice cream last night! And she keeps our room so cold that I have a cold! Yeah, the middle of June and I have a freaking cold! I sure hope you can't overdose on cough drops because I take them like they're pieces of candy.
"Nicky, we're out of pickles and peanut butter. Can you get more?" Macy asked.
"May, I have a cold. Can I please, please, please take a nap?" I begged. Macy gave me the puppy dog face. "Its not gonna work." I said. Why does she have to make it cuter than a newborn kitten?
"Please? Do it for the babies," Macy said(A/N I went with she's having twins.)
I sighed. "I suppose I can just take a nap when I get home," I said. I sneezed into my arm and picked up my car keys. When I got in my car, I noticed my nose was redder than Mars. When the twins are born, they better love me for doing this for them when I'm sick. I drove to Walmart and got pickles, peanut butter, and cough syrup. I got home and returned to my orgnial spot on the couch.
"You really should try pickles and peanut butter Nick its-"
"Macy, for the eigth time in the past two months, I am allergic to peanuts and I will die. Now please, let me sleAchoo!" I sniffled as I dropped my head onto the pillow on the couch. I was finally dosing off when...
"SOCKS! Nick, you need to buy socks!" Macy exclaimed.
"We have socks," I said.
"Not for the twins," Macy said.
"Macy, the twins won't need socks for another four months. Why did you think of that?" I asked.
"The twins kicked with their feet and feet need socks which we don't have," Macy said.
"I'm not going to buy socks for the twins until your like 7 months," I said.
"Fine, you can sleep on the couch tonight," Macy said.
"Right," I mumbled.
THAT NIGHT
I'm sleeping on the couch. She's cuddling with that giant pillow instead of me. I picked up the bottle of cough syrup, me being stupid and my fever getting to my brain, and took it straight from the bottle. Soon, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Sorry I kicked you out of the room baby," Macy said.
"Its okay, but I need a break for a while so I can get over this cold that I have thanks to you," I said.
"How do you have a cold thanks to me?" Macy asked.
"You make the room so cold Joe wants to use it for a freezer," I said.
"Do you like always being right?" Macy asked.
"Very much yes," I said. I stood up and hugged Macy, felling the babies kick as I did. I suddenly pulled away.
"Do me a favor and take me to the hospital," I said.
"Why?" Macy said, looking at me in concern. I passed out.
I woke up the next day, in the hospital, Macy holding my hands.
"Good evening Mr. Nick," Macy said. I smiled.
"Don't go Joe Bonds on me," I said. She laughed. "What happened?"
"You overdosed on cough syrup and have been out cold since 2 AM and it is 5 PM," Macy said. I yawned. I was still tired.
"Nick?"
"Yeah."
"Can you get the socks now?"
I like it. Do you? I got the 'Joe Bonds' thing from "Pizza Girl". Please review, it can be you birthday gift to me!