Meet My Dedication

Austin decided to go to the Sushi buffet in downtown, and it was busy as all get-up. Luckily, since we were regulars, and they knew we were fat tippers, we got in no problem. I was starving, from being so busy at work and then our little pre-dinner fun; I was ready to eat the whole place out of business!
We got out table and ordered our drinks, when Austin spotted a few teenage girls, with their apparent boyfriends, making goo-goo eyes at him. He waved and they all freaked out, rushing over, practically pushing me out of the booth. I felt irritated, but I knew this was totally normal, and I let the girls have their fun until my stomach decided it was going to spew itself.
I excused myself rather hastily and made my way into the ladies room, just in time too. I had been feeling weird all day, but not necessarily sick. I sat down in the stall for a few minutes, making sure nothing else was going to come out. Nothing did, so I assumed I was in the clear for the time being. I cleaned myself up and touched up my make up before going back out there.

Making my way back to our table, I noticed the girls had gone away and Austin was sitting, waiting for me.
“Sorry, I guess I’m not feeling all that great.” I smiled weakly and took a sip of my drink.
“Are you alright? You looked like you were about to hurl.” I could tell he was concerned, but didn’t want to seem rude. I convinced him I was fine, and got up to go get ourselves some food.
Austin stocked up his plate with all kinds of different food, while I stuck to my California Rolls. I didn’t feel as hungry as I was earlier, but I knew I had to eat something, otherwise I wasn’t going to feel good later. I sat back down and started stuffing my face when Austin came back with two plates, one of sushi and the other one full of the donuts that he was obsessed with
“So,” he said between mouthfuls, “I was thinking, since you have Spring Break coming up, we could go down and visit my dad for a few days, get away for a little while.”
“Like a mini vacation?” I liked the idea, I’d never been to Texas, and I hadn’t met his dad yet. Anxiety started sneaking its way into me.
What if his dad didn’t like me? What if he hated me, and thought I was no good for Austin?
“Sounds fun,” I got really quiet, and Austin noticed.
“What’s wrong, babe?” He set his food down and reached for my hand across the table.
“What if your dad doesn’t approve of me?” I looked down at my plate of barely touched sushi.
“He’ll love you, I promise. My dad isn’t one to hate people, unless they do something really terrible.” I could tell he was smiling, and being sincere, but I couldn’t help and think that I was going to screw everything up on this trip.
“If you say so…” I let the subject go as we finished our plates, Austin grabbing another plate to-go, when I felt another wave of nausea come over me.

As soon as we pulled in the drive way, I felt my dinner coming up and I raced into the guest bathroom and braced myself for the uncomfortable night I was going to have.
I hadn’t bothered to close the door behind me and felt completely embarrassed when Austin took my hair and pulled it back for me and started rubbing my back, soothing me. He had done this before when I first moved in, and was drinking heavily.
“You’re going to be okay, I promise. We can go to the doctors in the morning, if you want.” I nodded and rested my head on the toilet seat (knowing it was clean because I was the one who cleaned it). “Do you think it’s food poisoning?”
I didn’t answer, I just wanted to sleep this off and go to the doctor’s tomorrow to figure out was could be wrong with me.
Austin helped me up and carried me bridal style into his bedroom, laying me on the bed. He kissed me and took off my shoes and my pants, grabbing one of his muscle shirts, and then proceeded to take off the rest of my clothing, and putting his shirt on me.
“I love you,” I mumbled, curling up into him as he climbed into bed with me.
“I love you too, Mikey,” he kissed my forehead, holding me as he often did, while I let sleep take over.

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