“OMG! I can't believe it!” Courtney jumped up from her chair and threw her arms around Krystal in a hug. Her and Justin had just told Courtney and Aaron that they were having a baby.
“What'd the doctor say?” Aaron had a concerned look on his face.
“Everything's fine,” Krystal was finally released from the embrace as Courtney sat back down, “I'm 8 weeks and so far, everything is perfect. They said if I can make it through the first trimester, which is only the first 12 weeks, it should be smooth sailing the rest of the way.”
“Are you sure?” Aaron studied his best friend, afraid for her.
“Positive. I mean, I'm still high-risk because of the procedures I had done for my cervical cancer, but the baby shouldn't be in any danger what-so-ever and there are ways to prevent anything from happening,” Krystal explained.
“You're gonna be fine though, right?” Aaron asked.
“Yeah, I'll be good. The only thing it would really effect would be the delivery so I might have to have a c-section if I don't dilate, but I'd almost rather have one anyway,” Krystal offered a warm smile.
“We've got the best high-risk doctor in LA,” Justin chimed in, “I wanted to make sure she was seeing the best available.”
“Are we still planning the wedding for January? You'll be showing a little by then,” Courtney wondered.
A frown immediately crossed Krystal's features and she tried to hide it, “We haven't really thought much about it.”
“I have,” Justin spoke up, “I still wanna get married. We can even move it up if you want.”
“I told you, we'd talk about it,” She let out a deep breath, not wanting to get into this with him again.
“You keep saying that, but we never talk about it,” He was beginning to wonder if she even wanted to marry him anymore.
Without a word, she stood from her spot, removed her ring and placed it on the table in front of him before meeting his gaze, “Now we don't have to talk about it at all.” Without a word, she turned on her heel and headed up to her room, shutting the door and locking it behind her. Justin picked up the ring, getting up and immediately heading up the stairs, a lump forming in his throat as he felt tears prickle his eyes. He reached her bedroom and attempted to turn the knob, learning that it was locked.
He knocked, “Baby, please open the door. Can we please talk about this?”
“There's nothing to talk about,” He heard her muffled voice through the door.
“Please, Baby, don't do this,” He leaned his forehead against the door, taking deep breaths and trying to keep his tears from falling, “I'm sorry, Baby, I didn't mean to keep pushing. Please just open the door and talk to me. We can work this out, I promise.”
“Leave me alone, Justin,” She spoke, anger and sadness evident in her voice.
“No,” He responded, pounding his fist against the door one, loud time, “I'm not gonna leave until we talk about this. You just gave me my ring back. I think that deserves a conversation. Please? You owe me that much.” She didn't speak for a moment and he debated on whether he should speak again. He heard the lock on the door unlock, but she didn't open it. He tried the knob again and it was open. He stepped inside her room, closing the door behind him and making his way to sit next to her on the bed.
“Say what you gotta say,” She had her arms crossed and she was avoiding his eye-contact.
“You already agreed to marry me, Baby, why are things different now? What's changed?” A single tear slid down his cheek.
“It's just too much,” She finally broke, letting the tears slip easily down her cheeks, “I'm having a baby without my mom and you're gonna leave and I'll be alone. I'm supposed to be getting married, but she won't be there with me. It's just too much.”
“First of all,” He started, taking her hand in his, “I'm never going anywhere. I need you to believe that, Baby, cause there's nothing in this world that could make me wanna leave you. And I get that none of this is gonna be easy, especially without your mom, but we can do all of it together. Besides the fact that I'm the one you're marrying and I'm the one you're having a baby with, you're my best friend. You're everything to me, Baby. That's never gonna change. We've already been together 6 months and I fall more in love with you every single day. I haven't had a single thought about walking away.”
“I feel really overwhelmed,” She took a deep breath, “I'm so scared you're gonna leave me and I'll have to do this all by myself.”
“Well, Babe, if you're that worried about me leaving, let's get married tomorrow. Will that prove to you that I'm not going anywhere?” She met his gaze, studying him for a moment, “Come on, Baby. We can do whatever you want. I'm not going anywhere. Please just don't give up on us because you're stressed out and overwhelmed right now.”
She let out a small laugh, “When are you gonna get sick of me freaking out and giving you the ring back?”
“As long as you actually marry me, you can give it back as many times as you want,” He joked.
“Gawd, I love you,” She wrapped her arms around him, “I'm sorry, Babe. I'm sorry that I'm such a freak and I'm sorry that I keep giving you the ring back.”
“Don't apologize. I love your freakishness,” He chuckled, “Nah, but I get it, Baby. I just want you to be comfortable with the fact that I'm never leaving. Even if you won't ever go through with marrying me, I'm never leaving you. I promise.”
“Don't make promises you can't keep,” She whispered softly.
“I don't. As long as it is within my control, I am never going anywhere and that is one 'never' I can be sure about,” He rubbed her back gently as they hugged, “The fact that you just gave me my ring back almost made me freak out too. You just scared me to death. I really thought you were done.”
“I'm sorry, Babe, I'll try to be better. I'm just so emotional with this pregnancy and everything is heightened by like 800 percent,” She explained.
“I get it. I mean, obviously, I'm not feeling exactly what you feel, but I understand. I just want you to know that I'm never leaving you or this baby. Even if you try to walk away from me, I will fight tooth and nail until I get you back,” He pulled away to look into her eyes, caressing her cheek, “You're the best thing that's ever happened to me.”
“With your life, that actually says a lot,” She chuckled, wiping away the stray tears.
“Do you have any idea how much you mean to me?” He licked his lips, “I would seriously bring down the moon and the stars for you if I could. You're the most important thing I've ever had in my life. Don't you ever question that.”
She didn't speak for a moment, looking away and letting his words sink in, “I suppose we'd better get back to Aaron and Courtney.”
“Yeah,” He let out a soft laugh, “We kind of abandoned them.” Without a word, they both stood and he took her hand, leading her back down the stairs to return to the guests.
“You okay?” Courtney asked, her country twang extremely thick.
“I'm fine,” Krystal offered a smile and slid her ring back on her finger, “Pregnancy hormones are no joke, man.”
“I can imagine,” Courtney chuckled, “It'll be worth it though!”
“It will,” Krystal nodded with a smile, her hand instinctively going to her stomach.
“I can't believe you're having a baby,” Aaron spoke, a smile appearing on his face, “I'm gonna be an uncle!”
“You are,” Krystal smiled, finally seeing Aaron's excitement, “You guys wanna be my brides-people?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely!” Courtney nearly yelled.
“As long as I don't have to wear a dress, I'm down,” Aaron let out a laugh.
“We're just gonna do something small,” Justin informed, “We're thinking a beach wedding in the Carribean. She said she wants to get married on the beach, so that's what we're gonna do.”
“When?” Aaron wondered.
“January 11th,” Krystal finally smiled as she thought about the wedding, “I'll have to find a dress that'll fit by then, but I need you guys there. You're the only family I have.”
“We wouldn't miss it for the world, Biff,” Aaron stood, making his way towards her and pulling her into a hug.
“I love you,” She said softly in his ear.
“I love you too,” He pulled away, kissing her cheek on the way and making his way back to his seat, “What are y'alls plans for Christmas?”
“We haven't really talked about anything yet,” Krystal informed, “Why?”
“Because Ang, Corey, Nick and Lauren are coming and we're hosting the dinner. I know they'd all love to see you, K,” Courtney answered for Aaron. Krystal met Justin's eyes, silently asking him what he had planned for the holiday.
Justin shrugged, “I haven't really made any plans yet, but Mom will probably wanna come. We could do it at my house if you wanna cook there. I mean, it's bigger and there would be more room for everyone.”
“I'm sure everyone would be cool with that,” Aaron nodded, “Sounds good to me if it's cool with y'all.”
“Yeah, that sounds great,” Krystal nodded her agreement, “I'll have my things moved out by then too so if Ang or Nick wanna stay here, they're more than welcome. My lease isn't up until March so the place will just be empty.”
“Ang and Corey are gonna be staying with us, but I'm sure Nick and Lauren would love to stay here,” Aaron responded, “Especially if Nick gets toasted like he usually does on holidays.”
“Can you imagine what Nick's gonna say when you tell him we're having Christmas at Justin Bieber's house?” Krystal laughed.
“I'm sure he'll have something to say,” Aaron rolled his eyes, “I haven't even told him y'all are together yet.”
“Why? Does he not like me or something?” Justin frowned.
“No, he likes you. He's just been comparing Aaron's fame to yours since you became famous and he's constantly giving Aaron shit about it,” Krystal explained.
The frown didn't leave Justin's face, “I guess I get where the comparison would possibly come in, but we're not even similar. I mean, Aaron basically paved the way for young artists like myself, but it shouldn't be a comparison with the amount of fans or fame.”
“It's just a thing,” Krystal sighed, “Nick does it with everyone because he's jealous that he couldn't ever make it as a solo-artist.”
“You guys are still coming out for Aaron's birthday tomorrow, right?” Courtney changed the subject.
“Of course,” Krystal nodded, “Obviously, I won't be drinking though. So, I'll be the driver.”
“Why don't we all get some dinner first and it can be a celebration of the baby and Aaron's birthday?” Courtney suggested.
“Yeah,” Aaron agreed, smiling, “That sounds like a great idea.”
Justin shrugged, “We're down for whatever.”