Ryan, Brigette, and myself walked into Best Buy. This one is definitely bigger than most I've seen. My arm was already linked with Ryan's and I held on closer.
"What's your deal?" He smirked, looking down at me. I must say, I love his baby face. "You're clinging as if we're walking through a haunted house, or something."
I gaped around at the store, not bothering to look up at him. I was enjoying my time, even though I'm still standing in the doorway. "Nothing... it's just so... big in here."
Brigette and Ryan began laughing at me. I would be embarrassed, but I'm not. Ryan's cellphone began ringing in his pocket, and I could feel it vibrate. Quickly, he tore it out and pressed it to his ear.
"Yeah... yep. I'm on my way." He hung up and slapped the phone back into his pocket. He then grabbed Brigette by the hand, "It's time. We gotta go." He shuffled around in his pockets some more. I assumed he was gonna pull out another cell phone. Ryan pulled out his wallet and slid out a shiny piece of plastic. "Buy whatever the hell you want. Don't worry about the price, everything is one-hundred percent covered. You won't have to pay me back, I just want your house to be complete and you to be happy. We have to go pick some stuff up, we'll meet you back at the apartment when you're done. Take this too." He pulled a different cell phone out of his pocket. "There are various numbers in there, you keep it. When you're done shopping call for a cab."
As fast as we had come in, they were gone. They seriously just left me here.
Wait.
They left me here. By myself. In a gigantic Best Buy. With a credit card that is definitely not mine.
The first thing I did was run to the cameras and picked one out. I browsed everywhere in the store for anything in sight, still keeping in mind that there are wants and needs. I did pick out a really nice TV set, though. Ryan's number was plugged into the cell he gave me, so I texted him and asked if I could get a laptop.
His reply: IDFC!!! i told u to get whatever u want. i want u to be happy.
So, I took his word to heart and shopped. I got an Xbox 360 for the hell of it and a ton of video games, including Guitar Hero, because I rock. I bought myself a new iPod. Basically, all the cool electronics I wanted as a kid and couldn't have, I bought. First time in my life I've ever been spoiled like this.
My legs and ankles were getting sore, almost like swelling, so I said I had enough and called for a cab. On the ride back to my place, I had to fight to stay awake. More early pregnancy fatigue. My whole body completely flushed out. All I wanted to do was rest my head and close my heavy eyelids. The sum of the ride was probably only about fifteen minutes, so I toughed it out for that long. The second I get into my place I'm crashing on... the floor. I sat up straight to fight the sleep. I remembered I had just bought my furniture. There was nothing to sleep on besides my sleeping bag at this point. Lame.
The crisp air licked my cheek bones and the tip of my nose as I fumbled for the key to my door. It had gotten fairly dark since the three of us had first left. It was hard to see, the light outside my door was busted. I'll have to remember to replace it.
Finally, after fidgeting for a couple minutes I found the right key and opened my door. I don't even remember having so many keys on this keychain, or what most of them are for, for that matter.
The second I opened my door it smells like a furniture store. Oddly enough, I like the smell of new furniture. Reminds me of going into Menards. I'm so weird. I brush it off. I haven't been living here long enough to get used to the smell. Ryan and Brigette said they would be here, but only my bedroom light is on... I probably forgot to shut it off, or something. Maybe I didn't. Fear creeped up my spine as I dropped the store bags on the floor and began tip-toeing down the hall. All of a sudden the light went off.
Someone is in my house. I just hope they know I'm not afraid to kill someone if I have to.
I forced my hand upon the door, pushing it open and it hit the back wall. I flipped the light switch on. My heart fell instantly. In the center of the room, Ryan stood. His baby face, with his baby smile, looking at me. My bed was against one of the walls, along with a nightstand, dresser. And on the opposite side of the room was a baby crib, surrounded by a changing table, rocking chair. On the wall where the crib stand, wall stickers of little lambs and stars were strewn about. The baby crib had brand new sheets, a soft blankie and a couple stuffed animals. Everything was beautiful and only made me that much more excited to be a mommy.
"Surprise." Ryan said, still smiling at me. My tear ducts grew sensitive and I tried my hardest to suck back the tears. He slowly paced over to me and threw his arms around my waist. I hugged back and quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek. I buried my face in his chest and just soaked everything in as much as I could. I have to admit, it was all very overwhelming, but definitely not in a bad way. Ryan smelled really nice.
"I'm so happy. You've done a lot for me so soon. You're wonderful, Ryan.." I whispered to him, being sure nothing I said was muffled. I don't say things like that often, to anyone at all, really, but he deserved it.
"That's because you're amazing and you're going to be a great mother, you deserve it." He whispered back. We only stood there for a few more seconds before he pulled me back and then took my hand. "Well, I want to see what you got. Probably gave me a run for my money."
I giggled and led him down the hallway, "Actually, I was there for a long time, but I didn't really get that much. My mama is a clearance shopper, so naturally, I am too." He began laughing along with me. "Except the TV... it was a steal and I had to have it. Oh yeah, the laptop too... Okay, whatever! I spent money, like you said." This only made him laugh even more. "The TV is outside the door. I'm not allowed to lift more than ten pounds."
He let go of my hand, stopping in his tracks, "Oh, good Lord." He huffed before catching up to me. "Well, after we get this hooked up, do you want to go rent a couple movies?"
I smiled, although he couldn't see me. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."
It took us a while to get everything set up. The TV was quite heavy. I had to hook up other appliances, call to have internet service turned on, and cable. It was a really exhausting day, but it all paid off when Ryan and I went to the video store to rent movies.
I browsed up and down the shelves, looking for good movies. Some of this shit was really b-rate.
"I'm not really in the mood for a scary movie..." Ryan called to me a couple from a couple shelves over.
"Neither am I. I can't watch scary movies... No zombies. Nothing. I'm a chicken." I found a movie that caught my eye that I haven't seen in a long ass time. "Hey, Ryan, you ever see Labrynth?"
"No way! You found it? That's one of my favorite movies!" Ryan ran over to me. "Got any other ones?"
"Yeah, The Dark Crystal. I love Jim Henson."
We showed each other all the movies we had picked out and we were very satisfied with what we had scraped together.
Ryan and I lay on my big, comfy bed. In between us was a huge bowl of popcorn. I made hot tea and we called it good. I lay in sweat-capris and a tank top. The room was somewhat cold. I wrapped my arms around myself to stay warm. Ryan was in pajama pants and a plain gray t-shirt, but he seemed fine.
"Are you cold?" He asked, not taking his eyes off me as he picked the popcorn up and placed it on the nightstand. I just gave him a small shrug. He pull me close to him and shuffled around for a few seconds. In no time he and I were under the blankets. They were very warm. I never wanted to get out of this bed. Soon it got too warm for me. Damn pregnancy. I pushed the plush comforter down so now it only sat at my waist.
I tried to focus on the movie, but I knew Ryan was looking at me. It was creeping me out in a way, so I turned my head to see what he wanted. Once he noticed I had noticed him, I raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry... you just don't look pregnant." He spoke in a soft voice.
"Yeah. I'm only about three or four, weeks now." I lifted my shirt up to only see a flat tummy.
Ryan sat up and kneeled on the bed right next to me. He lifted a hand up, "...Can I?" I smiled warmly.
I half-laughed, "Don't expect a kick yet."
He put his hand on my stomach and slowly rubbed back and forth. I watched him as he did it. He seemed so fascinated, and happy, if that might make sense. Any slight pain that results from pregnancy always feels better when your belly is rubbed. I think it's because it makes the baby happy, so it starts behaving again. No matter what my friends back home told me about abortion, I knew my baby knew, loved, and could feel me from the very second I conceived. I could feel my baby too. I wanted this.
Ryan's hand stopped while I was stuck in my thoughts. He looked at me. The mixture of honey and chocolate in his eyes beat on me with compassion. I felt a lot less lonely than I normally feel. I feel important for once.
With his hand still on my stomach, still kneeling, his face reached closer to mine. I closed my eyes instinctively.
His lips felt perfect.
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Dammit!!! Why in the hell do I always do that? Okay, so, I'll love one band member more than the others, but when I try to write about one of the other ones, the main character fucking ends up loving the one that I really love. FML. Haha. Anyway. Story still unfolding. Like this chapter. Mainly because I want a real man in my life, like that. XD