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AN Well here's some more for you.

The band are going on tour today. Bob's going with them, I think they might be in the process of letting him back in the band. I've been sick for about a month, the doctor has given me medication but I can't take the pill while I take the other stuff. That just means Bob and I have to be really careful. The guys are going to be away for five months so it'll be OK if I'm not taking the pill. Our sex life is pretty active considering Gerard's "No sex in the house when Gerard is home." Although he did walk in on us once. In our defense we didn't know he would be home. Saying goodbye to Bob is really hard. It's the first time we've been apart for longer then a week.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in five months?" Bob says uncomfortably. There are eight pairs of eyes on us, and Bob always gets nervous when it comes to PDAs. He's the most confident person in the world when it's just the two of us, but he hates being in the public eye. I smile sadly and kiss him tenderly. I'm really trying not to cry.
"Hey!" Frank says getting everyone's attention "Look over there." Everyone looks, but we all know it's a distraction. Bob takes my hand and leads me outside. He shuts the door behind him and gets down on one knee. I start to panic.
"Bob! Wait!" he just chuckles,
"Just tying up my shoelace babe." I feel a lot better and hug him when he stands up.
"I like you a lot Bob, I'm just not ready for that."
"I like you too, and don't worry I'm not either." he kisses me "I do have something for you though. To remember me by." He pulls out a little velvet box and opens it. There is a gold ring in it. "It's a promise ring." he explains "I promise to always be true to you." My heart goes all 'AWWWW' inside. He slips it on my right ring finger. We kiss again.
"I'll miss you Bob." I say, tearing up again.
"I'll miss you too Hinkley." He has tears in his eyes, we kiss again.
"Awwwwwww!" we hear from the doorway. I roll my eyes at the group and kiss Bob. When the guys finally leave I let myself cry.
"Aw honey," Lind-z says, hugging me "The first tour is always the hardest."
*
I wake up in the middle of the night feeling extremely nausious. I just make it to my bathroom when I empty the contents of my stomach. I groan and walk down the hallway to Lind-z's room. I crawl into bed with her. She turns over and looks at me through sleepy eyes
"What's up baby girl?" she asks sleepily
"I think I'm sick." I mumble.
"I know hon, you've medication for your throat remember?"
"No different sick." I say, holding back the tears. "I just threw up."
"Oh honey! I'll make an appointment for you to see a doctor tomorrow." I nod.
"I really miss him." I whisper, letting the tears fall freely now.
"I know baby girl, I know."
*
"Well Miss Way, what seems to be the problem?" Dr Smith asks
"Um well I've been on medication for bronchitus, and last night I threw up. I was just wondering if I was getting a stomach flu as well." I say
"Ok. We'll have a look at you in a second but, I just have to ask you, routeinly, are you sexually active?" I blush
"Yeah, but it's been a while. My boyfriend is away on tour, and has been for about two and a half months now."
"That doesn't make much difference. Do you use protection?"
"Yeah, I had to stop taking the pill when I started taking the medication for the bronchitus, but Bob always used..."
"Condoms?"
"Uh... yeah..."
"Well, I'd like to a pregnancy test, just to be sure?"
"Um. Ok?"
*
Lind-z and I sit in the doctor's office and wait for the results. I suddenly feel nervous, trying to recount all the times Bob and I slept together. Did we use a condom that one time? What about when Bob left? ... I can't remember, I really can't remember.
"Well Miss Way, I have your results." The doctor says, seriously. Lind-z reaches over and squeezes my hand. I take a breath to calm myself.
"You're..." My phone rings. It's Bob.
AN Hehe! I'm sorry!