my baby boy → jack gilinsky →sequel to my babygirl

chapter twelve ♡

lillian ♡

the five of us were all sitting at a small booth in waffle house, just making small talk with each other and trying to get zoey's mind of this wedding.

"i'm going to the bathroom," zoey said, standing up and walking off towards the bathroom. 

"So, are you guys excited?" Nate asked as soon as she left.

I glanced at Jack and just smiled, "We have been waiting for almost a year now, we are definitley ready." 

"I'm really happy for you guys," He said, but I could tell that something was bothering him. Was it Zoey? 

"Whats up man?" Jack said, before I could say anything. 

"It's nothing, just that I had this whole plan for our future, you know? I was gonna propose and now it just wont happen. I won't get to have a beutiful wedding with Zo." 

I looked at Jack for a few moments, and I think that we were both thinking the same thing. 

"Nate, I think that I have an idea" I said. 

"What kind of idea?" He asked, "Because you tend to come up with crazy ideas sometimes..." 

"You'll like this one," I smiled. "What if you surprise Zoey?" 

"How?" 

"Marry her tonight, Use everything that we had for you two. Don't tell her until it's time to go. Give her my dress and marry her. I know that she wants to marry you, she told me just the other day so do it." 

"Are you serious right now?" 

Jack just smiled and nodded his head, "I think she would really like it." 

Nate just smiled too, "I don't know what to say, I mean it's your wedding. You guys have been waiting for this day I don't want to take that away." 

"We want you to, this is Zoey we're talking about. She's my best friend and I would do anything for her. You have to do this for her." I said.

He was about to say something else, but then Zoey walked back over and sat down. 

"What are you guys talking about?" She asked, curiously. 

"Nothing, my love. Just waiting for you to come back." Nate said and she just smiled a little. 

Later that morning, I was sitting on the couch feeding Bailey a bottle, while Zoey was ironing the dress that she was going to be wearing tonight. Except that, I would be the one wearing it, because she would be wearing a big, white dress. 

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" She asked me, suspiciously. 

"No reason," I said and glanced away. "I've decided that i'm not gonna quit the teaching job in France." 

She looked at me, "So you guys aren't moving back here then?" 

"No, we are. We are going to stay in France during the semester and come back home when schools out. I have a three year contract there and once it's over, I will be here for good."