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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on May 19, 2009 17:32:30 GMT -5
so starstruckbaby could you blow my heart up? [/font][/center] Sharpay looked around the room, spinning around a bit, making sure she looked at every part of the bedroom. It was perfect. It was painted a light beige color that resembled white. Most people would call it creme, Sharpay called it 'light vanilla' just as the worker had who showed them the color at the Paint Store. She smiled, walking out of the room, down the hallway, checking the guest room fast, then the baby's room. It was perfect. The color was light orange and the crib was right near the window. The blankets were already laying perfectly. The changing table, the tiny dresser, with a tiny play pen for when Tori was older--although she had to be born before any of this could be of use. She grinned, feeling herself tearing up, which had happened a lot for the past few weeks. She sighed and walked down the steps, into the living room. She knew Newt was in the kitchen, which was located nicely behind the living room, with a tiny parlor located in front of the living room, separated by a brick wall, with a few chairs in the parlor. She looked into the kitchen as she walked down the steps. "Newt, I can't even...say...how much...how perfect...." she started to tear up again. She quickly went into the kitchen and hugged him. She didn't know what else to do.
notes: how sharpay right? just burst into tears. even if she is pregnant. haha.
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Post by newt devan livingston on May 27, 2009 15:05:05 GMT -5
It's like trying to turn around on a one way street. [/size] I can't get you what you want, and its killing me.[/center] Yeah, its a pretty nice house.. but, dont take it too hard.. maybe you should lay down.. i mean, you are eight and a half months pregnant. or, is it seven? I can't remember. Crap. He was really nervous, nervous for Sharpay and Victoria. He wanted them to both be safe. He almost started to hypervenalate. He rubbed her stomach, wanting to hold that little girl in his arms. He put his arm around Pay and guided her to the living room with the high ceilings and leather furniture. He helped her get comfortable on the couch. Do you need anything dear? Water? Food? Anything at all? he asked. He didn't want to be one of those husbands and sat on there butts all day.
Notes: Heh. took me long enough, eh? ;) hehe.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on May 27, 2009 15:36:51 GMT -5
so starstruckbaby could you blow my heart up? [/font][/center] "It's 8. No halves--Yet." She began, as he whisked her off to the living room. As she settled on the couch, Sharpay smiled. "I'm fine, Newt. Just chill out. I'm pregnant, I'm not on my death bed." she giggled a bit, then thought about Corrie's situation, and the smile faded. She sighed. "I do want one thing though.." she said, staring off into space a bit, trying to get her mind off Cor and Eth.
notes: I am bored. I would like a fishy. Ha. No I wouldn't. I would enjoy a chocolate brownie cookie. =)
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Post by newt devan livingston on May 27, 2009 15:42:35 GMT -5
It's like trying to turn around on a one way street. [/size] I can't get you what you want, and its killing me.[/center] Do you feel like your going t go in labour? You know, I was early, like 2 weeks early, and were you early? I never asked you that before. So there is a pretty good chance this baby will be early! Did you pack your emergency bag like I told you too? Because i can pack it for you right now if you like, OH OH OH OH WHAT IS IT?! and, im not going to chill. he said you of breath. He was soo excited, he was also glad he didnt have to give birth, but he felt bad that sharpay had to go through that. He would rather go through a lot of pain then her.
Notes: Heh. took me long enough, eh? hehe.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on May 27, 2009 15:56:51 GMT -5
so starstruckbaby could you blow my heart up? [/font][/center] "No. I don't. And No--Ryan and I were on time. And God. Would you shut up already!? I want YOU! And I'd prefer to just kiss you for more than 10 seconds without you freaking out or pulling away for once. I'm pregnant Newt, but I'm not a fucking nun!" Sharpay said, a little slower than he had been talking, slowly letting herself sit up, looking him in the eye, even though it was taking her a few seconds. notes: la da da
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Post by newt devan livingston on May 30, 2009 18:09:10 GMT -5
It's like trying to turn around on a one way street. [/size] I can't get you what you want, and its killing me.[/center] Newt was brought down by that speach Pay just gave him, could she not just give him a break for once? He was just too exicted and he didnt want to mess this up for her. She knew how he got. He just starred at her, blankly showing no emotion whatsoever. He suddenly turned around and raced up the stairs, walking into the nursery, slamming the door behind him. He sat down on the rocking chair, looking around, then started to rock back and fourth, back and fourth. Resting his arms on the armrest. and just starring blankly into the bright, empty room.
Notes: Heh. took me long enough, eh? hehe.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on May 30, 2009 18:20:14 GMT -5
so starstruckbaby could you blow my heart up? [/font][/center] Sharpay looked at him, just looked at him, until he went upstairs. She sighed. It was useless. She was useless. All she ever did was yell at Newt. Maybe she was right. Maybe this wasn't supposed to happen. All of this was just too fast for her, but at the same time, it felt...right. It felt like the most amazing thing in her life was the thing that she kept messing up the most and she didn't know why, but she kept messing it up over and over. It wasn't on purpose but it kept happening. She didn't go upstairs, she just sat up, sitting on the couch. She reached for the remote, but couldn't reach with her big belly. She sighed, again, running her fingers through her hair. She grabbed onto the arm of the couch and got up. She needed to just sing. That's what always calmed her down--half the time if it weren't for singing, she didn't talk to Newt after she yelled at him like she always seemed to do. She walked upstairs, walking past the nursery, but stopped by the door. She could hear the rocking chair creaking slightly as it rocked, and if she listened hard enough she could hear her husband breathing. She stood down, looking at her wedding and engagement rings. She sighed, quietly, then made her way down the hallway to the music room, shutting the door behind her. notes: :]
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Post by newt devan livingston on May 30, 2009 19:47:29 GMT -5
It's like trying to turn around on a one way street. [/size] I can't get you what you want, and its killing me.[/center] Newt slouched down in the chair. He put his head down then heard Shar singing in the next room, everything was better. Her singing made everything better, he straighten up, took his cell phone out of he pocket, and flipped up his LG chocolate flip. He then saw a picture of him and sharpay in the bahamas he took when they were at a pub.he then texted her. 'i just wanna be with you.' that was a lyric from the song they wrote on their honeymoon. He sighed, and put his phone back in his pocket. He then got up, off of the chair and took out his phone agian. He looked at that very picture that made his heart beat faster, a quick smile appeared on his face. He looked into the crib, it was all so perfect. His little daughter was coming very soon, he was still listening to Sharpay. He quickly swiped the perfect blankets in the crib, and imagined himself at 4am putting his little Victoria on those sheets, after being up with her all night. It was perfect.
Notes: blegh, i hate it when they fight
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on May 30, 2009 19:57:13 GMT -5
so starstruckbaby could you blow my heart up? [/font][/center] "No matter where life takes us, nothing can break us apart. I just wanna be with you." she said, ending with a trill on the piano. She sighed. She couldn't keep going. The next part was Newt's part to sing. Why sing it if he didn't sing with her? She sighed, then felt her phone vibrate. She grabbed her phone out of her pocket and then smiled, looking at what it said. She smiled, then texted back, 'Nothing can break us apart. I just want to be with you. <3'. She hit send, then set her phone next to her on the piano bench. She sighed, pursing her lips. She just waited. For her self to crack or for him to come to her. She knew it would be a matter of minutes. notes: ditto. butttt....thinking of him being all sad makes me want to hug him. haha. x)
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Post by newt devan livingston on May 30, 2009 20:11:19 GMT -5
It's like trying to turn around on a one way street. [/size] I can't get you what you want, and its killing me.[/center] he thought it would be a matter of minutes that seh would run into the room and give him a huge hug.. but, no. She didn't he starred at the door, getting prepared for her. But, she still never came. He then started to sing, you know its true, i just wanna be with you.
[/b] It was kinda funny how they were pretty much the corniest couple in the world. He started tapping his feet to the beat of the song, still, starring at that brownish wooden door. Notes: blegh. tired. slkdhklsfhkf. -crash-
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