hit and run

Chapter 61

BELLA

It was the day of my surgery, and honestly, I wasn't really scared. When I had first found out about it I was devastated. I was worried about the fact that I could lose my ovaries, but the doctor didn't seem too scared of it so I didn't think I should either. I was more upset because I knew who did it.

It was Aly's fault that this was happening to me, and so it hurt even more. If-knock on wood- I happen to lose my ovaries it will be because of her, and she'll be the reason I'll never be able to have kids. That's why I was more upset than anything.

However, with Justin's encouragement and his extensive research on ovarian cysts, he helped ease my mind and I wasn't really going into the surgery with many fears. I had gained four pounds, which wasn't much but still the doctor said that it was improvement from my previous weight. And now all I wanted to do was eat. And I couldn't. I was dreaming about, which in turn made me pretty horny but Justin wouldn't do anything about that.

'What if they find my cum when they're doing the surgery', yeah we all know where Justin Bieber got his PhD. He was an inconsiderate bean, and I didn't appreciate it. I couldn't eat, I could barely sleep and now he was depriving me of sex. It was inhumane.

He woke me up early in the morning, Anthony had just left for his class and promised to be there when I woke up but it wasn't that big of a deal to me if he wasn't. But still I was glad he was going to be there. I was up at probably eight in the morning, which isn't so early, I mean I leave for school at that time. But I wasn't going to school so I wanted more sleep. Sadly I wasn't at liberty to have it.

Justin brought me a pillow and a blanket, and we went off to the hospital for my surgery. I had to go the pediatrics floor because I was still seventeen, and when I got there I saw Dr.Massen behind the desk.

"Isabella and boyfriend. So good to see you both again." He led me to my room and handed me a gown to change into. I honestly loved hospital gowns. They aren't something I'd wear to prom but it made me feel super official to be wearing one.

I went into the bathroom to change. I had never really worn a hospital gown before, so when there wasn't a back I felt embarrassed.

"Justin," I called, and I heard his voice from the other side of the door.

"You okay?" Yeah, my ass is just hanging out, but no biggie.

"Can you stand behind me? And don't laugh." I didn't explain further and then stepped out of the bathroom and quickly ran in front of him. He chuckled softly-dick- and then grabbed my waist and led me to the bed. I heard one of the nurse's laugh as well, as we waddled over to my bed. She's acting like she's never seen relationship goals at its finest.

I sat crossed legged on the bed and Justin was at the other end, while I waited for them to take me into surgery.

"Are you scared?" He asked, he had his head in my lap while I played with his hair and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't doubt that I'll be fine. I guess I'm nervous." He nodded and puckered his lips raising his head a bit. I laughed and bent down to kiss him.

"Awe!" We both looked up and the nurses were gushing over us. I hid my face and he sat up straight putting his arm around me.

"We're adorable." He stated. Ain't that the truth.

The nurses were still looking at us with heart eyes, and now it was kind of awkward because we couldn't kiss without one of them going in a fit of 'feels'.

When they schedule you for a surgery at ten, you totally do not get into the surgery at ten. It was ten thirty and I was still waiting. Justin bought wifi and the t.v cable- for absolutely no reason because we weren't going to be here long- so we were watching the family channel while waiting for the doctor.