c h a p t e r ~ 18

                                    

                                          
I woke up, almost 9 weeks pregnant and feeling great, because today was the day i was going to have the pleasure of meeting Bruno Mars.
                          
I jumped out of bed at 8, leaving Carson by himself. I took he outfit i had picked out especially for today from my suitcase and put it on. My outfit consisted of my favourite dark blue skinny jeans and a flowy, sheer, floral shirt with cuffed sleeves. I ticked in my shirt, and i went to buckle my jeans, it felt especially tight.
                          
I made a mental note too get new clothes that fit.
                          
I added waves to my hair, I took extra care of my makeup.
                          
Carson rolled out of bed and headed towards me, "You look amazing." he said.
                          
"Remember? I'm meeting Bruno today, what you planned," I said, like it was no big deal. "He told me to meet him at Starbucks for coffee at 10:30. I'm going to walk, so i better leave now." I added some lip gloss and picked up my phone and put it in my back pocket.
                          
"I wouldn't even know you were pregnant," Carson said, and kissed my cheek. "Let me call a uber for you," He punched some numbers into the hotel phone.
                          
I played with my hair more in the mirror to make sure i looked my best, and then grabbed my sunglasses. Looking in the mirror, i realized my boob have grown. Pre-baby, i was a 32 b. Now i had to be at least a generous c cup. Getting ready to feed a baby, i assumed. I laughed to myself.
                          
"The uber will arrive any minute. Have fun, i'll see you later." He said, and then pecked me on the lips.
                          
I travelled down the stairs to the lobby of the hotel, and sure enough, there was a car already waiting for me. Carson had worked his magic.
                          
The uber driver asked if my name was ally, and i nodded. That was the name that Carson used instead of my real name.
                          
He already knew where i was going, and Carson must've already paid him, because he didn't ask for anything.
                          
I checked the time o my watch. It was 10:15. I couldn't bear to be late to anything. In fact, i always thought that when somebody was late, it meant that they were ignorant.
                          
Of course, i expected Bruno to be late. He would probably take extra time to get ready and get stopped by fans on the way, and i didn't blame him. It wasn't his fault that he always had to look his best or the media would write an article and speculate that he's depressed.
                          
I pulled up to the Starbucks and it wasn't as busy as i thought it would be. Maybe because everybody happened to decide to go to the other 100 starbucks restaurant that i went passed on the way.
                          
I got out the uber and walked inside to get in line and text Bruno, but i was stopped.
                          
"Gabi!" I heard a familiar voice from the corner of the room. Bruno Mars was sitting at a table with two coffee's. I was honestly surprised he was this early.
                          
Bruno got up to give me a hug. "It's so nice to see you." he said
                          
"I can't believe i'm meeting you right now." I said
                          
"You look amazing! i've only seen pictures of you, but i knew that i would recognise you by your hair." I said
                          
"I asked Carson how you usually order you coffee. I hope you don't mind." i sat back in my chair and took a sip from my coffee
                          
Bruno took a seat. "I hope you haven't been waiting too long." I said
                          
I looked to the side and there were random people taking pictures of us on their iphones, i felt a bit uncomfortable. Bruno didn't even notice.
                          
"Don't worry about them, they just want to prove to their friends that they saw me or something. I don't even know. they're not going to discover you identity." He joked. I nodded but still felt a bit tense.