The Daddy Club | 5sos au

Wedding Plans

"Why me?" I whine into Bella's shoulder. "I can't do laundry. I usually get Luke to do it but he isn't talking to anyone." I hug Bella tightly. "Why!" I cry out.

"Because I am planning for a wedding." Bella says back to me.

"So am I." I pout. I sneak a peak at the laptop screen to see what Bella was doing. She was already looking at dresses. We have decided to get married before our baby is born. But the problem is Bella said she doesn't want to look like a balloon on the big day. Originally we thought maybe a month from now and then Bella started freaking out so we've decided to give it three months from now. Bella will be five months along and she says she can handle that.

"Do you know what color the bride's maids dresses should be?" Bella glares at me.

I think for a minute before answering. "Blue. Matches my hair." I beam. "You're dress can match the white."

Bella looks at me for a second before sighing and shaking her head.

"What?" I pout.

"You're dying your hair again before the wedding." She doesn't even look at me.

"What? No." I say, then quickly add, "what color?"

"Black or brown." Bella then looks at me. "That's when you looked your hottest."

"You didn't even know me then." I whine.

"I've seen the pictures." Bella shrugs.

"I like the blue and white." I say back defiantly. However I know in the space of three months I will dye my hair a completely new color.

"Actually you do need to pick your groomsmen." Bella says. "We're on a tight schedule so you need them picked out fast."

"Have you picked out your bridesmaids?" I ask.

"Mia, Becca and Karlie will be maid of honor. Did you really have to ask?" Bella raises an eyebrow.

"Right so I'm guessing your brothers..." I trail off just thinking about how many groomsmen that will be.

"I'm not sure." Bella says. "It just depends on who's side they are on."

"So your parents just aren't getting an invite?"

"They've practically disowned me, Michael." Bella says quietly, and I wrap my arms around her pulling her into a hug. "I want them to be there. I want my dad to give me away... but..." Bella sighs. "I don't see that happening."

"I'm sorry this isn't going to be the way you imagined it." I apologize. I haven't really done that yet. I never thought about what this wedding might mean for Bella. Half her family might not show up. She has been totally alienated from them.

"I'm marrying you, right?" Bella looks up at me.

"Well, yeah." I say, completely confused as to why she is asking me this. Of course she is marrying me. Who else would she want to marry?

"Then it's exactly the way I imagined it." Bella pecks my lips and I feel myself blush. Shit. I'm supposed to be fucking manly. So I cup Bella boob.

"Michael!" She slaps my hand away. "I'm already pregnant!"

"Feeling your boob up doesn't make you pregnant." I say say back smugly.

"It does ruin romance though."

"How is me touching your boob ruining romance?" Just to prove my point I touch Bella's boob again. "See?" I look around. "Is romance dead? Are we calling off the wedding? Are we now living in a dystopian society where love is nothing but a thing of the past and we must all convert to quizzing and tests to find 'the one'? Just because I touched your boob."

Bella looks at me and slowly moves my hand away. "Stop borrowing books off of Karlie, you are getting some pretty weird ideas. And find some groomsmen."

"Fine!" I groan. "Ashton, Calum and Luke."

"You can't."

"What?" I say quickly. "Why?"

"Is Luke going to be your best man?"

I look down at my lap. "Maybe." I say timidly. And Bella scoffs at me. "Well?" I say. "I've known Luke since we were kids. He's one of my best friends."

"So pick another best friend." Bella sighs. "You have two more options. The best man and maid of honour have to spend lots of time together and dance together at the wedding together." Bella tells me. "That would mean Luke and Karlie. Karlie will be," Bella quickly adds it up in her head. "7 months pregnant by that point and Luke will still probably be all like, 'oh no I can't find my balls and take care of a kid like any father should! Ahhhhh!'" I have to admit it, Bella does an excellent Luke impression. "Do you really think making him and Karlie spend all that time together will make this wedding a good memory?"

"Fine," I huff. "Calum."

"Why not Ashton?" Bella asks me.

"Ashton has a brother. He'll get to be a best man someday." I shrug. "Calum only had Mali and I've known him longer."

"Ross knew Chandler longer but he still had Joey and Chandler as his best men." Bella points out.

"So you want me to have Ashton and Calum as my best men and just leave Luke out?" I look at Bella with confusion.

"Yeah," she smiles. "Don't even make him a groomsman, why is he invited again?"

"Because he's in my band." I say. "You can't just not invite your band mates to your wedding."

"Oh, yeah," Bella rolls her eyes. "When was the last time you guys rehearsed?"

"It's been difficult just now with Calum trying to choke Luke to death and what not."

"And that's just what we need at our wedding. Murder." Bella mumbles but I still hear her, I just choice to ignore it.

"But Calum wrote this kickass song!" I say enthusiastically. "And I'll write one too."

"Will you?" Bella asks me.

"Yep," I nod. "Don't worry. It'll be better than Calum's. Trust me." I quickly kiss Bella's cheek wondering whether it not to touch her boob again. She might break my wrist if I do so I just leave it.

"So..." Bella looks at me. "Laundry?"

I let out a large groan before rolling of the bed. Literally. I roll of the bed and land face down on the floor. This just makes me groan even more.

"You're such an idiot." Bella says.

I get on my knees. "But I'm your idiot. Forever and ever." I laugh manically and exit the room, slamming the door dramatically as I do so.

I do love dramatic exits.