Call Me Crazy (Tony Perry/OC)

Olivia’s Point of View
When I woke up the next morning, I felt Tony’s arms wrapped around my waist. I opened my eyes to be facing into his chest. I slowly tried to turn around without waking him up so that I would be facing the wall on my side. His arms tightened around my waist possessively but not too possessively.
I looked at my alarm clock, which read that it was 6:30 AM. It was going to be getting light in a little less than half an hour, might as well not even bother trying to fall back asleep. I removed myself from Tony’s arms discreetly, and walked downstairs to the living room. I grabbed a book off the bookshelf and opened up to the page that I had left in my bookmark.
I tried to focus on reading but my mind was everywhere but at the same time, I had no clue what I was thinking about. I closed the book, and put it down on the coffee table in front of me and grabbed a blanket from the chest that sat in the corner of the room.
I pulled the blanket over myself to cover from my toes to my shoulders and starting thinking up a list of things to do, which I incredibly failed at because I fell asleep.
When I woke up again, my legs were draped over top of Tony’s and he was eating a bowl of cereal beside me.
“It’s 9, I’m surprised you’re still sleeping, considering you barely sleep past 7:30,” He laughed. I sat up, and rubbed my eyes. “Good morning,” He said, leaning towards me. I pecked him on the lips and slouched back down.
“Morning,” I yawned.
“I scheduled the appointment to check out the apartment for later today, is that fine?” He asked. I nodded and put my head on his shoulder. He finished his last bite of the cereal left in his bowl and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, rubbing my arm.
“What else do you want to do today depending on how much time that takes up?”
“Sleep,” I groaned, stretching out my neck. “Maybe we could go out to eat or something? I don’t know,”
“Sounds like a plan,” He smiled, standing up. He brought his bowl to the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher. “The person selling the apartment said we could give him a call when we wanna go, because he’s going to be there all day.” He came back into the living room and leaned against the door frame.
“I love you,” I smiled, standing up and stretching. I walked towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist.
“I love you too, babe,” He kissed my forehead. “Do you want some breakfast?” He asked.
“Nah, I’m not really hungry right now,” I shrugged. “I need a shower and then after that, I think I’m good for whenever you want to go check out the apartment,”
“Do you want me to sit in there with you?”
“Sure,” I fake smiled, feeling hurt. It made me feel like crap that he still didn’t trust me enough to be alone for less than fifteen minutes.
I walked upstairs and sat on the edge of the tub, turning on the water. Tony came in, sitting on the bathroom counter with his legs crossed. I set the water to the proper temperature and then turned on the shower head.
“Turn around,” I laughed, and Tony put his hands over his eyes. I turned away from him and slipped off my clothes and got into the shower. “Okay, you’re good now,” I called, putting my hair under the water to wet it.
I winced as the pressured water hit my legs, since they were still sensitive. I grabbed some shampoo and put it on my hand, before lathering it in my hair.
“So,” I said before I rinsed the suds out of my hair.
“I can smell your shampoo from here,” He chuckled.
I conditioned my hair quickly before I shaved my calves. I kept talking to Tony but the conversation was all irrelevant and it was mostly him just making fun of me for taking too long.
When I got out of the shower, Tony handed me a towel from outside the shower. I wrapped it around me while I was in the shower, and then I stepped out. We walked out of the bathroom and I quickly slipped on my underwear and a bra.
Tony checked my legs again, and I stood there uncomfortable, knowing I had no choice in this.
I held my breath has he wrapped the gauze around them like he had been doing since I got out. He finished up wrapping them and I exhaled, letting out my breath. I slipped on a pair of leggings and a baggy sweater that hung down.
We both finished getting ready and then made our way downstairs. I grabbed my purse from where it sat on the table from when Tony searched through it yesterday.
We walked towards the van and I let go of Tony hand which I didn't notice I was holding. I walked around to my side of the van, the drivers seat, and I opened the door slowly. Tony had already opened his door and he was looking across the seats towards me.
I slowly sat down and tried not to look behind me. I shut the door and put on my seatbelt. Even just sitting here reminded me of that night, and I don’t need to look back to see if Tony couldn’t get the stains out fully or not.
“Are you okay?” He asked, putting his hand on my thigh. I swallow and nodded, running a shaky hand through my hair. “Do you want me to drive?” He questioned, halfway towards putting his seatbelt on. I nodded again and quickly took off my seatbelt, struggling in the process. I finally unhooked it and opened the door to the van, stepping out. I got out at the same time as Tony and when I was crossing to the other side, he stopped me and kissed me on the lips, reassuringly, and telling me it was okay.
I got into the seat on the other side and did my seatbelt up. I put my hand on the armrest on the door and felt Tony grab the other hand almost right after he got his seatbelt done up.
He drove us to the apartment building, which was right near a little park where there was a pond, and a playground that seemed really well taken care of. There were a few kids on the swings and their parents were all talking together at the picnic tables. I assumed they all knew each other.
We drove into a parking lot and I noticed that the park was not even a five minute walk, which would be good.
The van stopped and I realized that I wasn’t shaking anymore. I stepped out, shutting the door behind me. Tony had already gotten out and he was standing in front of the van waiting for me. He clicked the button on the keys to lock the door and he grabbed my hand, bringing me into the building.
We walked towards the elevator and he clicked the button to bring us up to the third floor. We walked down the hallway until we reached a door with the number 67 printed onto a piece of metal that was put on the door. Tony brought his hand up and knocked on the door. The door opened a few seconds later and a man that Tony seemed to know opened the door. He shook his hand soon enough and then shook mine.
He invited us in, and when we entered, I noticed we were standing in a beautiful living room. The apartment was furnished, and there was a nice, blue couch across from a chair that matched. There was a small table at each end of the couch and a coffee table in the middle. At the head of the room, there was a small TV stand, and there was a great big window behind that, which let in a lot of light, and there was a small balcony. It was big enough for a small table set for two.
He lead us around the house, showing us the kitchen that linked off of the living room, and then the two bedrooms that were again, linked off of the living room. The bathroom was in between the two rooms, and it was small but it was enough space for the two of us to get ready at the same time, so it was a decent size.
After our tour, the man told us the price which was also, pretty decent for what it was offering and he left us to talk about it, on the couch.
“I think, if you want it, I want it. We have enough,” I said, simply with a shrug.
“Are you sure?” He asked. I smiled, nodding my head. “Let’s go tell him we’re buying then,” He leaned in, kissing me on the lips. I giggled and he stood up, putting his hand out to help me up.
“So, are you guys buying?” He asked with a grin. We both nodded and he brought us to the kitchen table which was stained a nice shade of brown and handed us some paper work to sign.
He told us where to sign, which we did, and then we told him that we could send the money via paypal. He told us if he got the payment in the next three days we could move in before the end of the week. We agreed on it, and shook hands one last time before we were lead to the door before leaving.
I hugged Tony right away, both of us ecstatic that we had just bought our first apartment together. He lifted me off the ground and I kicked my legs up behind me. He spun me in a circle, with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. When he put me down, I stood onto my toes, and pressed my lips against his.
We went back to the van and drove to a restaurant nearby. I didn’t let the memories of what had happened in the van bring me down, I was too excited.
After dinner, which was great, we called my mom on the drive home from the restaurant and told her about the apartment. She seemed excited, and we were all really happy in that moment. Tony tried calling his mom, but it went straight to voicemail. He left a message telling her that we found an apartment and that we were moving in soon.
When we got home, the first thing we did, was split up the cost for the apartment and then the cost for the first month rent. We sent the money to the office the man worked at via paypal, and since it was still early enough, I felt the need to start packing. Tony laughed when I pulled out a suitcase, so I just stuck my tongue out and continued. After a few minutes of me packing on my own, Tony decided to come sit on the floor and help me.
I pulled a box out from under our bed and put it on top. I sat on the bed with Tony and opened it up and found a bunch of pictures from over the years.
There were hundreds of them; some were from 14 years ago when I was 3 and some were from 1 year ago, when I was 16. There were pictures of me and Tony from when we had first started dating, to pictures as recent as 5 weeks ago.
We looked through the pictures until I found an envelope. I pulled out the envelope and opened it seeing as it had my name written on it. Inside, there were pictures of my mom in the hospital with me when I was born. There were pictures of me with my dad, and me with my grandparents, and a bunch of family members, some that I could recognize and some that I couldn't.
I smiled when I found a group picture of everyone. After looking through what was in the envelope, I saw a few school pictures from when I was younger. We looked at a few of them and then put the box away.
We decided to call it a night from packing, and we laid down in my bed. I changed out of my clothes and put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Tony changed out of his cutoff Key Street shirt and black jeans and into just his boxers.
He laid down on the bed first, propping himself up on a pillow, and I sat next to him, leaning against his side. He stroked my hair, running g his fingers through it every once and a while. I traced circle outlines with my finger on his chest and hummed softly to the song Falling In Love in a Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg.
“I love you so much,” I whispered. I felt my eyes fill with tears.
“I love you too just as much,” he smiled, kissing the top of my head. My tear dripped from my eye down onto his chest and he noticed. “What's wrong, baby? Why are you crying?” he asked, concerns fueling his voice.
“Nothings wrong, I just love you so much,” I wiped the tears that fell from my eyes. “I love you so much it scares me sometimes,”
“Baby, I'm not going anywhere, so you have nothing to be scared of, I promise. I would never leave you in a million years. I wouldn't even leave you in a million years, I wouldn't leave you in forever.” He put out his pinky finger. “Pinky promise,”
I let out a quiet laugh and latched my pinky onto his. “I promise you too,”
I felt him start caressing my hair again and he started to hum the song The Scientist by Coldplay. I laid myself down more into his chest and after a few minutes him him humming, I felt Tony lower himself so he was laying down beside me. After that, I fell asleep.


When I woke up the next morning, Tony was standing in the hallway on the phone with someone. I could see him sitting on the stairs because the door was open. I couldn't tell who he was on the phone with, though. He said goodbye, I assumed, because he walked back into the room and noticed that I was awake. He was wearing an old Pink Floyd shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms.
He smiled and leaned down, laying on the bed beside me on his stomach.
“Good morning, love,” he placed a soft kiss on my nose, making me giggle.
“Good morning,” I sat up and stretched out my arms, and then I flopped back, laying down in my original position.
“So my mom called back,” he bit his lip. “I just got off the phone with her.” I noticed he placed a hand on my arm after I tensed up.
“What did she say?” I questioned, softly, not wanting to know but wanting to know too at the same time.
“She apologized for what she had said and that she missed me. She said that she was going to call me to say that she wanted me to come back home but since we technically have a new place, we can.” I smiled at the same time that he did. We both sat up and I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him. “She says she heard about what happened and hope you're okay, and that she doesn't mean what she said at dinner a few weeks ago.”
“I'm glad you guys are talking,” I smiled, standing up. I stretched my back and tony stood up too. We made our way downstairs, where my mom was sitting at the table eating pancakes. There were two other plates set out for me and Tony, I assumed, after she saw us walking downstairs and told us to come eat.
We sat down and talked about Tony's phone call with his mom and she said the same thing that I said. We talked about the apartment and how we had to go shopping to pick some things up for it.
“Actually,” mom started. “I have a box of dishes and silverware that were supposed to go to your aunt but I never ended up sending them. You're welcome to take them,” she offered, eating her cereal.
We made a list of the things we needed and decided we should go shopping tomorrow for them and we should start packing today.
We drove to the store, and got a dozen boxes. We started packing stuff on top if dressers and things inside the closet that weren't clothes. We had empties out one dresser and only used up a small suitcase and barely any space in a small box. We cleared off all of the shelves and things sitting on top of any surfaces first, and then stuff from my junk drawer.
I started taking my books off the shelf, putting them into boxes, using up three of them. I had wanted to keep the shelf, so I started taking apart other pieces. I had finished dismantling the entire thing, and I leaned the boards against the wall. I heard my phone ding, and I picked it up, seeing as I got an email from the guy who sold us the apartment.
He said that the apartment was just doing inspection later that day and if all went well, we could start bringing our stuff over the next day. We were both ecstatic and we practically packed up over three quarters of my stuff in the next three hours.
By 3 pm, all of my stuff from my room was in boxes or suitcases, except for the stuff in my bathroom and the clothes we were going to wear tomorrow when we bring the stuff over.
We had went over to Vkc and Mikes house for a bit, and we talked about how we were moving in tomorrow and they all—Vic, Mike, and Jaime—offered to help unload. The guys had a few beers and we really just let loose for a while, except for me though,because I’ve got the bun in the oven (or as Jaime called it, “the baby in the oven”. Jaime can't talk good).
Around 6, after we had gotten a call from the real estate agent, saying that it was all clear for us to start moving in anytime, we decided to head back home to have a mini movie marathon after supper with mom. We had Smokey's, dressing, cabbage rolls and pork chops and mom cried saying she would miss seeing us all the time. I told her that for the time being, we had a guest room and she was welcome to spend the night as much as she wanted in the next 8 months.
Since I was only 1 month pregnant, you could barely tell I was even carrying a baby.
We all sat in the living room, deciding to watch all 5 twilight movies for some strange reason. After the 2nd, we were all exhausted with vampires and we decided to go to bed.
I felt like I would barely sleep—I was way too excited. I felt like I was going to bounce off the walls when we got to our room. That was, until my head hit my pillow and I was out like a light.


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I woke up the next morning, my body shaking. I opened my eyes and noticed Tony was shaking my arm lightly to wake me. I smiled at him, sitting up.
He jolted forwards, taking me by surprise and he forced his lips onto mine. I smile and moved my lips with his in sync.
I pulled back, sticking out my tongue at him. My room was empty, and all the boxes were on the floor, piled on top of each other. There were boxes in the hallway too and some were downstairs.
I got out of bed, changing into the clothes that weren't packed. I threw my dirty clothes into the suitcase, stuffing them in along with Tony's pajamas. We brought the last boxes downstairs and ate a quick breakfast. After breakfast, I ran downstairs and grabbed the box of dishes and utensils that my mom had offered us.
We brought everything outside and put it all in the van, before going back in the house, saying bye to my mom. She hugged us both, almost in tears, and waved goodbye after we had gotten into the car and started driving. Tony was driving again, and I grabbed his phone, calling Vic and telling him that we were going over to the apartment now so if he was still coming, he could come anytime.
When we got there, I grabbed two boxes and carried them upstairs to the room, unlocking it with the key we had picked up this morning on the way there. I brought the boxes into the living room, and set them down in the corner of the room. Tony had came up not long after me and Vic, Mike and Jaime followed him. Each of them carried a box or two, depending on the size of it.
“Why don’t we carry the boxes and you start unpacking?” Tony offered.
“Just because I’m pregnant, doesn’t mean I’m disabled,” I scoffed, crossing my arms across my chest as a joke. “But I’m not going to pass up that offer,” I laughed. They put down the boxes and went back downstairs. I brought the boxes labelled “kitchen” to the kitchen and sat them on the counter. I opened the box, and started unpacking the plates and bowls. I moved onto the silverware and then the other utensils.
I went back into the living room, grabbing the boxes that were labelled “bedroom” and put them in the corner of the room. I didn’t bother unpacking those right now, because there were only a few more boxes in the living room that I wanted to put in their according room so that I wouldn’t have a huge stack of boxes and not be able to find anything.
A few hours passed, and all the boxes were inside. The TV from in my old bedroom was put on the TV stand but wasn’t hooked up yet. We opened up the windows in the house seeing as it was terribly warm, and we opened the screen door to the balcony. We had put the boxes all in their rooms and I unpacked the living room. There were throw pillows and blankets, matching the white walls and blue couch.
I had set up the bookshelf and I had unpacked the three boxes of books. They were sorted alphabetically and then by series or book title. I had brought a few candles from home and put a few around the house to make the place smell a bit better since it smelled like paint and dust from being on sale for a while.
We had all sat in the living room, just talking. I was sitting beside Tony with Mike on my other side, Vic was sitting on a fold up plush chair that I had in my closet for the longest time and Jaime was sitting on the chair across from the couch.
They were talking about their band and other things, like where they were planning to go with it, and touring, and their upcoming album. They talked about how they weren’t really feeling the ring of their band name so they decided they should try to come up with something new. They had a few songs recorded but they weren't sure which ones they were going to use just yet.
Around 9, the guys decided to call it a night and go home, so me and Tony, since we were moved in, went to the room, and put the sheets on the king sized bed. The sheets were new from my mom, she wanted to get us a housewarming gift but she didn’t know what we didn’t have yet, so she decided on a bed set for in our bedroom.
Surprisingly, even though I was only 17 and Tony was 18, my mom was okay with us moving out. I had made plans to try and chose a college to go to, but I decided I wanted to take a year off first.
When the bed was made, we brought a candle into the room and let it burn for a bit, while we just laid there, his arms wrapped around me. I was curled up to his chest, with my hands under my face which was on his bare chest.
We had only just moved in but everything seemed so perfect.

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THREE MONTHS LATER
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I was 14 weeks pregnant now, and you could definitely tell. I couldn’t fit into any of my pants, which was frustrating beyond repair, so I had resorted to wearing sweatpants, yoga pants, and leggings, 99% of the time. The other 1% was me not wearing pants at all around the house.
I had gotten my stitched out two weeks subsequently after moving in. The scars had faded a lot and even though I had no choice, I was definitely not proud of them. I wanted to take an eraser 24% of the time and rub them until they would disappear. The other 76% of the time was when I would put scar cream on them, hoping that it would help. It definitely did; they weren’t as broad and noticeable.
Tony and his mom had become close again and she came over at least twice a week to visit. My mom on the other hand, was really busy with work because she was striving for a certain promotion that had been opened up after someone got fired. We got to see her almost every Saturday, but when she doesn’t show up, we sometimes talk on the phone.
Our first ultrasound was in two weeks time and I was pretty nervous to say the least. I had been under a lot of stress moving in and getting the house ready and everything had seemed so terrible and I cried at least once a day, sometimes twice. I was ready to get this thing out of me.
I had started feeling abdominal pains a few days ago, but they weren’t that bad. On a pain scale, it would be a 2 out of 10, or sometimes a 3. I called the doctor about it and he said it was regular but to come in for a checkup if the pain got worse.
I was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching a movie on the TV from my laptop, trying not to fall asleep. Tony had texted me fifteen minutes before and told me that he had news to tell me and that he would be home in less than half an hour. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard the door open, and I could tell that it was Tony coming home. It was around 6 pm, and he had went over to Mike and Vic’s house to hang out for a bit. I really didn’t mind, though. He kept asking me if it was okay or if I wanted him to stay but other than when he was at work, he was always here and I didn’t want to close the door to the opportunity of his band actually working out.
A month or two ago, before the guys got signed to a record label, the guys decided on a new band name, Pierce The Veil. Vic had picked it out, and it meant to reveal something hidden. I don’t know where that guy came up with things but he was brilliant when it came to things like that. They released their first album two weeks after picking the name.
Tony ran into the living room with a huge smile on his face. He had his coat draped over one arm and on his other he had a bouquet of light pink carnations. I smiled and stood up, hugging him as tightly as I could, and pressed my lips against his lightly. He handed me the flowers and I went to the kitchen and put them in a vase, with water. I brought them back into the living room and put them in the center of the coffee table.
We sat down at the couch so Tony could tell me the news that he had texted me about. I grabbed a water bottle beforehand, and I had opened it, taking a sip.
“So I went over to Mike and Vic’s, and we talked about the band,” Tony excitedly pressed his lips into a line, smiling. “I think we’re going on tour, if everything goes as expected.” I smiled excitedly with him, and I jumped up to hug him again. We decided to celebrate that night, and we had ordered Chinese food because that’s how we celebrated.
After we ate, we decided to call it a night after an hour, because it was nearing 9. I had fallen asleep before Tony had came to bed because he wanted to take a shower and I had already taken one before Tony had texted me.
The next few days were pretty much the same as usual, Tony had work from 12 - 8 and since I had found a new job that I could work from home with, I was home alone all day for most of the week. On Saturday, Vic was having a surprise party for Mike, seeing as his birthday was that day. He was out of his girlfriends house the night before and he wasn’t supposed to be home until 4, so all the plans were going to work out perfectly.
Since I was home alone, I told Vic that I would make the cake seeing as I was off work after 6 and I had nothing else to do. I made a chocolate cake with vanilla frosting and I got a cute little drumset figure for on top of it. I decorated it with his favourite colours, and I wrote “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE” on the top.
Around 8, when Tony had got home from work, we decided to drive over there for a bit to put the cake in the fridge and help set up. Vic had all the food picked up and his dad was going to help cook it tomorrow. They had a few friends coming over and some family, too.
I had went to go lay in bed while Tony took a shower. I was going to read but I fell asleep soon after. I had felt a bit more pain in my abdomen before I went to bed but I shook it off and fell asleep not long after Tony had gotten out of the shower.

The next day, we drove over to Vic’s house around 12, after getting ready and grabbing his present which was a bunch of drum equipment, like sticks, a new pair of heavy bass headphones for his electric drumset, and a bunch of other things we thought he would like, like a bottle of Jameson.
We got there right as Vic was setting up the last of the decorations and he decided to take a break to hang out for a bit before they finished setting up.
When people started arriving I felt eyes staring into me. Probably because I was 17 and was carrying a child. I stood with Tony the entire time while we waited for Mike to get there. It was around 3:30 and he was said to be on his way with his girlfriend, Alysha.
I had grown close with Mike over the past few weeks. I’ve hung out with him and his girlfriend Alysha a few times while Tony was at work or busy. Mike was amazing to Alysha and vice versa. I’ve become close with Alysha too, I talk to her a lot now.
When Vic saw Mike’s car pulling down the road, he got everyone to hide. I shut the curtains so that the light was deplenished and Vic turned off all the lights. When Mike came in. He turned on the lights and everyone yelled surprise at the same time. There was cheering and laughing and hugs and smiles and it was all around a great time. Alysha had been in on it too, making sure that she let Vic know where they were and when.
After everyone had gotten off of Mike’s back, I sat with Alysha and we conversed about random stuff. Mike told her about what had happened to make me go to the hospital a while ago, which I didn’t mind because he asked me about it first and she would ask how I was doing with that, and with the baby, and all around subjects.
“I’m thinking I’m going to go see a psychiatrist, I don’t know for sure yet,” I nodded.
“Do you think it would help?” She leaned her head to my side, and rested it on her hand.
“I don’t know, but I’ve already met the woman I was planning on going to see and she seems like it would help a lot. I had a fifteen minute conversation with her and it was inspirational as fuck,” I laughed.
“It probably would be good, especially with how you’re dealing with the baby,” She smiled.
“Probably.” I laughed. “I haven’t brought it up around Tony much lately ‘cause I only recently got the thought. She gave me her number a few months ago when I had first gotten out of the hospital. I’ve had the thought about calling her for a while, I just never got around to it.”
“I think it would help a lot,” She reassured. We talked for a while longer before we started to eat. “The guys don’t have much left to get approved to be able to go on tour,” She half smiled. “I’m so glad they’re going but I don’t want them to leave at the same time!” She exclaimed giggling.
“I know exactly how you feel! I’d probably just eat everything in the house and then call Tony an hour after they leave telling him to come back! Sobbing and everything!” We both laughed and went over to the guys where they were standing.
I stood beside Tony and immediately, he wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head. I flicked his cheek and laughed at him when he pouted.

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The party lasted until around 10 and we left a little bit before.
“I’m tired,” I groaned in the car on the drive home.
“It’s not even a ten minute drive,” Tony laughed. “Don’t fall asleep,”
“It’s not that easy to just not fall asleep!” I exclaimed. “This thing is sucking out all of my energy,” I moaned, leaning my head against the window.
“It’ll be worth it, I promise you,” He looked at me and smiled, putting his hand in mine and resting it on my leg. “I think we should go shopping tomorrow, for stuff for the nursery and the apartment,” I nodded even though I was drifting to unconsciousness.
We pulled up into the parking lot and before Tony got out, I threw my arms out and said “Carry me!” He laughed and came around my side of the car, opening the door and wrapping his arms around me, carrying me bridal style.
When we got to the apartment, he put me down and I got changed into pajamas. When I took off my shirt that I was wearing, I noticed the pink stretch marks I had on my stomach. They were gross looking; I hated them I put lotion on my stomach, hoping that they wouldn’t be there for much longer. I stood sideways looking at my stomach and thought: “wow, I look like I’m carrying a small basketball but its only the size of a lemon”. I slipped off my pants and took off my bra and put on a baggy shirt.
I went to our room where Tony was laying in bed, with his arms crossed behind his head. He was wearing a pair of boxers and no shirt. I laid beside him, resting my head on his chest, hugging my pillow. I was facing the wall away from him and he had his arms wrapped around my waist.
I felt him peck behind me ear. “Goodnight, I love you,” and I swear, I felt like I was falling

Notes

I'm so so sorry, this was supposed to be up earlier today! I'm kind of terrible for that... I forgot that I was supposed to post this at noon but I had to get ready to hang out with my friend.

Anywho, here's the chapter. Chapter six will be aimed to be posted in the next two days and if not, then oops.

Thanks for reading, I love you allll <33