When Two Worlds Collide: A Calum Hood Fanfic

Epilogue

Jen's POV

"Anastasia? It's bath time!" I yelled across the house. My gorgeous four year old came bounding into the restroom with her towel that said rock on with a little guitar on it.

"BUBBLE BATH MOMMY!" She squealed.

"Okay hun, hold on," I chuckled.

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It was Easter and everyone always came down to the Hood house for Easter. The doorbell rang. I was currently cooking the tortilla soup in the kitchen so I called out Calum.

"CAL HONEY! I THINK KAY AND ASH ARE HERE! CAN YOU PLEASE GET THE DOOR?"

"ON IT!" I heard him holler back.

I hear the door open and a round of "hey! How are you?"'s. Everyone makes their way to the kitchen. Kayla is first, holding her two year old boy, Braden.

"Hey Kay! How's it going?"

"Well you know, when you're a fashion designer and your husband is a drummer you tend to dress your kid up in skinny jeans, a muscle tee, and his daddy's favorite bandana!" She squealed. Yup, that's my Kayla.

"I'm gonna teach this bad boy how to play the drums when he gets older, isn't that right buddy?" Ashton chuckled, playing with his son.

Ding dong.

"Luke is here!" yelled Calum. As I see them walk in, I literally almost leap for joy seeing that he has a girlfriend!

"Hope you guys don't mind, I brought my girlfriend," he smiled proudly.

"Of course not! It's so nice to meet you! What's your name?" I say, wiping my hands on my apron before shaking her hand.

"Rachel," she smiled. Aww she's shy.

"Well Rachel, I could tell you now, that you are a ery lucky woman."

"Aww thank you, Jen is it?" She asked.

"Yep!"

Thirty minutes later, Michael comes in frantically.

"Awww shit. Did I miss the pizza?" He groaned. I laughed.

"Michael, I've been making homemade pizza for years! Time for a change so I went with soup," I explained.

"I DIDN'T GET MY EXTRA SLICE LAST YEAR!"

Everyone face palms theirself. Only Michael Gordon Clifford. The man who is now bald and still obsessed with pizza.

After dinner, we had smores. We all gathered around the firepit laughing at old memories. Soon the kids started getting sleepy so we sent them to the sofa to take a nap. Before leaving, my daughter was pulling on Cal's shirtsleeve signalling she needed something.

"What is it, Ann?" He asked.

"Before I go, can you tell me how you fell in love with mommy again? That's my favorite story!" She exclaimed with a toothy smile. Everyone "aww"ed. We've told her this story a billion times.

"Well Anna, it all started when I walked into my classroom and saw your mother's beautiful eyes......"