Chapter Thirty Seven

(sorry if this one gets a little weird at the bottom. i'm really tired and kinda dizzy xD)

"Aaron," a voice in the distance called, "it's time to wake up." I didn't say anything; I just rolled over onto my stomach and covered my head with the pillow, which was then rudely yanked out of my hands. "Come on," the voice called again, which was accompanied by a light tap on my shoulder. "You need to take a shower before we can go."

I lifted my head and blinked groggily at Caitlin, who was bent down in front of me with her head cocked to the left. She smiled pleasantly, and I returned the look with a glare, and then covered my head with my arms.

"Aaron, I swear, if you don't get your ass out of this bed, I will jump on you."

"You wouldn't dare," I muttered, knowing full well that she probably would.

"You wanna try me?" she asked, her voice too innocent for my liking. I didn't answer, and the next thing I knew, my girlfriend had launched herself onto me and was clinging to me.

"Oof," I groaned. I lifted my head again, and was immediately drowned in her mass of brown hair.

"Please get up?"

"I am up," I replied, trying to get her hair off of my face.

"No you're not." Caitlin kissed my cheek. "But you're hella warm."

I blinked. "Since when do you say hella?"

She crawled off of me and pulled her PJ shorts back up. "I say it all the time. You just don't pay attention."

I rolled my eyes and sat up. "Do I really have to go to school? I just got back." I looped my arms around Caitlin's waist and pulled her onto my lap. "I was hoping that we could spend some alone time together." I pressed a small kiss to her back.

"As appealing as that sounds.." She wiggled out of my grip and traipsed over to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer and started digging around. "I have a test today and you really need to get your ass into school."

"But I don't wanna," I replied, sounding as annoying as a four year old denied of his candy. Caitlin turned around and placed her hands on her hips, cocking them to the left.

"Really?" I blinked. "Did you really just do that?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." She sighed and turned around, throwing a shirt over her shoulder at me and a pair of jean shorts. "Get in the shower and get dressed before I pounce on you. Again."

I laid back on the bed and grinned when Caitlin turned back around. "Hey, I want you to pounce on me, and I think you should know that by now considering what I said not more than five minutes ago."

She groaned and stalked off into the bathroom. "I give up!" I grinned and closed my eyes as I heard the water turn on.

About ten minutes later, a drop of water landed on my forehead and I opened my eyes to find myself face to face with Caitlin, of whom was bending over me, her hair sopping wet, wrapped in a towel. I blinked.

"You need to go take a shower," she said, not moving.

"You know, I could probably get clean if you just laid on me because I'm starting to think you brought the shower out here with you considering how soaked you are," I replied, trying not to let my eyes wander past her face.

"Oh, ha ha. You know I have a lot of hair." She leaned in to kiss me and I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her down on top of me. She squealed. "Let me go."

I moved a chunk of her sopping wet hair behind her ear. "We can be late, you know. First period is nothing important. We don't even have class first period."

She sighed and rested her forehead against mine. "I guess you're right.." She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine, which, considering what happened next, was a pretty bad idea.

_ _ _

I rolled over and looked at the clock. 2:14 PM. Caitlin wasn't going to be happy that we never did go to school, but at least she got something nice and something she wanted for a long time out of it.

I turned back to Caitlin, of whom was still sleeping, her arm draped over my hip and the blanket down around her waist. I brushed some stray hairs off of her face and pulled the blanket up over her shoulder. Her right hand was sticking out from under the pillow and her engagement ring was reflecting the sun that was filtering in through the windows.

I smiled and closed my eyes again, reveling in the greatness of actually being able to sleep for the first time in a long while.

_ _ _

I opened my eyes and was met by the sight of Aaron asleep next to me, and I smiled, not really wanting to move at all. But, since I was naked, I figured I should probably put on some clothes before Aaron woke up, or at least slip on a bra and some panties.

I slid out from under Aaron's arm that was holding me close to him and tiptoed to my dresser, quickly pulling on a bra, a pair of panties, and one of his oversized t-shirts, but not before examining my slowly growing belly. You couldn't tell I was pregnant yet; it looked like I was bloated more than anything else.

Instead of laying back down (which I really wanted to do), I headed downstairs and sat down on the couch and began channel surfing. Not long after that, I heard Aaron come clomping down the stairs. I looked back at him to see him rubbing his eyes with his hands.

"Had a nice nap, there, sleepy head?" I asked, curling my feet underneath me. He shuffled over to the couch and lay down, resting his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair and he sighed. "What's wrong?"

"I don't feel good," he replied, playing with the fingers on my left hand.

"Like, your stomach hurts, you've got a headache..?"

"No, I just feel like utter shit." I pressed my hand to his forehead.

"You're a little bit warm, but I wouldn't really worry about it. Probably just a bad cold or something."

"Why do they call them colds if you can get them in the summer?" he muttered into my thigh. I shifted my legs so that he wouldn't suffocate in the flab on my legs.

"I don't know. Google it."

"That requires moving."

"God, you sound so much like me," I said, sliding down a little on the couch until Aaron's head was resting just above my stomach. I continued massaging his scalp. "Let's hope that if you get sick, I don't. I really do not need to be sick at this moment in time." Aaron didn't answer. He just lightly hit my leg with his hand. "I don't mean offense! Just don't get me sick."

"That's out of my control."

I rolled my eyes. "I know." I flipped through some more channels. "God, there is nothing on tonight." Aaron mumbled something incoherent and I ignored him. Eventually I settled on Criminal Minds.

Aaron fell asleep on me halfway through.