He's So Aggravating, But I Think I Like Him

Chapter Fourteen

Mandy-6 months pregnant

Oh. My. God. I look fucking terrible.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror with dismay. My blue and light blonde hair had grown out about an inch and a half, revealing my naturally light brown hair, there was a rather large bump where my flat stomach used to be, I've gained about almost twenty five pounds since the beginning of my pregnancy, and feet are swollen.

Life sucks.

But, my boobs had gotten bigger, and my skin was practically glowing due to my blood vessels being expanded from my pregnancy, although I also had about two nosebleeds a week for the same reason.

"Ronnie!" I called out loudly.

It took him a moment to come back to my room. He was in his pajamas and had a bad case of bedhead. He must have been napping.

"What?" he yawned, while he stretched.

"Look at me," I said sadly, and waved my hand over my body.

"Yes, I see you," he said, before leaning against my door frame and crossing his arms.

"No, actually look at me. I look so different, so ugly. Can you believe I actually used to be attractive?" I asked, and looked back at myself in the mirror.

"Hush, you're still beautiful," he said.

"Whatever. Can we go pick up some food, please?"

"But we have a perfectly stocked kit-nevermind. Where do you want to go?" He asked me, and I could tell he was a little irate.

"I'm sorry. Nevermind. I'll find something in the kitchen," I muttered, getting up from my spot on the bed. Ronnie grabbed me lightly on the arm before I could leave the room.

"No, really, it's okay. Where do you want to go?" he asked, his eyes were softer. I thought for a second, but couldn't decide what I wanted.

"You can pick," I said.

He looked like he was getting aggrivated again, "Seriously, it's okay. I don't care. I drive you around all the time anyways," he snapped, but looked like he regretted it as soon as the words came out.

Okay, that made me feel terrible. I put my hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eye, "Ronnie. I want you to pick where we go. You're right, you do drive me around everywhere, doing everything I want to do, but I never ask what you want to do, so we'll do what you want to today. Okay?" I finished.

"Fine, just let me go get dressed," he said, then left the room. He walked into his and I followed behind him then sat down on his bed.

He turned to look at me, "You're just gonna sit there?" he asked.

"Um, yeah," I responded with a raised brow.

"Okay, just don't jump me, I know how your hormones can be," he said with a laugh. He pulled his loose t-shirt off over his head. My gaze slowly raked over his chest, and the tattoos on it. Before I had a chance to recover from his shirtless state, he took off his basketball shorts, making a bunch of...inappropriate thoughts started running through my head. Since when has Ronnie been that sexy?

I felt like such a pervert, but I couldn't shake the stupid smile off my face. I'm so glad I came in here.

He walked over to his closet and pulled out a pair of simple black skinny jeans and black shirt. He got dressed, against my silent protesting. I really need to get these hormones under control.

"Enjoy the show?" he asked like only an egotistical rockstar could.

"Yeah, I did. Now let's go, we're starving," I said, indicating towards myself, then my belly. Despite Ronnie and I living here alone and my hormones being in overdrive for weeks, nothing has ever happened between the two of us. I think he sees me as more of a baby sister, which I'm glad for, since I'm not quite ready for a relationship.

Not that I don't sometimes wish he'd made ma move, but...

After we ate at a small Italian place just down the road from our house, we decided to just go to the mall for a little while. We raced, or tried to race, around the mall, but we both gave up quickly, considering we were both pretty out of shape.

When we stopped running I saw the big fountain in the middle of the mall that always fills me with a ping of sadness. Seeing it, I always think of Max when he threatened to throw me in one.

I wonder what he would say if he knew what I was up to, why I left. All the things I've had to deal with since I've left. I can't help but wonder if he even still thinks about me. I wouldn't be suprised if he forgot about me, or moved on. I had kept in contact with Chris in secret, but he said he rarely saw Max outside of their tour bus after I left. Chris hasn't told anyone that I've been texting him, as per my request, and he definitely didn't tell Max. We were only dating for, what, a month? I shook the depressing thoughts away and began fantasizing about my future.

My first ultrasound was coming up. I know I should've gone already, but I kept putting it off, I also have been wanting to talk to Ronnie about starting a birthing class, so I can prepare for that whole ordeal. As nervous as I was, I was excited about the labor, I couldn't wait to meet my child.

Ronnie

I was driving Mandy and I home from the mall, music from her iPod played quietly in the background. I felt bad about hurting her feelings earlier, and I really don't mind driving us around. We usually have a good time together when we hang out. She's done everything she could to keep herself from being a burden to me. She even had a job for a short while, but her boss at the time wasn't very understanding about her pregnancy, and Mandy decided to quit because she couldn't handle the physical demands of the job.

I saw Mandy turn to look at me from the corner of my eye, so I gave her a quick glance before looking back to the road, "What's up?

"I've been thinking, I really want to sign up for birthing classes," she said nervously.

"Okay, I think that'd be good for you," I said back.

"Well, it's recommended that I bring my partner, but since my child's father is god knows where, totally unaware of the existence of his kid, I was wondering if you would come with me?" She finished quietly, like she honestly expected me to tell her I wouldn't do it.

"Obviously, I'll come with you. I mean, I'm like your only friend, so I have no choice," I joked, and she chuckled before hitting me in the arm gently. As unexcited as I was about taking these classes, I would do it for Mandy.