Fight For Love

Part 46

(Paul POV)

The singer pulled his sunglasses as he walked into the door of a large venue, feeling the goosebumps rise on his arms as he looked around the place. Paul smiled softly as he continued down the hallway, seeing all the decorations in the main room. He hoped that the surprise birthday party with the mix of a baby shower would blow your mind, but his nerves were still getting the best of him. He turned the corner, finding his drummer talking to a redheaded woman with a huge smile on her face. Paul walked over and put his arms around Eric, making the smaller man jump before he punched the singer in the chest.

"Do you know how to be on time for anything?" Eric asked.

"I'm sorry we were a little late getting into town, had a little trouble, but it looks like you had some company." Paul replied.

"Mr. Stanley welcome, would you like to walk around and make sure I set everything up to your liking?" the woman said.

"Lisa, Please call me Paul. I saw the main room, and it looks fantastic! I would like to go over to the other room where the bigger surprise is going to be, though. That room is either going to make the night the best one of my life after Evan being born or end up with everything going to hell again." The singer replied.

"Do you really think she's going to say no? Y/N loves you and has been wanting to be a family since you two found out about the little girl on the way." Eric asked.

"Well, hopefully with me asking properly tonight, then like the first time in a panic to stop her from leaving," Paul said with a sigh.

"Let's go look, shall we then, Mr Stanley? I mean, Paul. Maybe we can put your mind at ease." Lisa said.

"Yes, please lead the way," The guitarist replied.

The woman smiled and turned on her heels, walking down the hallway. Paul turned to follow the woman, noticing Eric standing there with his mouth, looking at the woman's ass. The singer chuckled and wrapped his arm around the younger man's shoulder. The two of them walked in silence for a few minutes, Paul looking around the different rooms for the planned party. He had the overwhelming feeling of happiness hit him at the thought of everything wonderful unfolding in front of him. Eric jabbed Paul in the ribs with his finger, making the man jump and then smack the drummer upside the head.

"What the fuck?" Paul said.

"So we need to talk about the plan here. Tommy and Bruce are on their way here with Evan. Are you sure you don't want Gene and Shannon here for this? I understand Pam not coming, but Gene, he's your brother and should stand next to you, don't you think?" The drummer asked.

"What about Michael? Did you guys get him set up to fly out here?" the singer asked, ignoring the drummer's question.

"Yes, He will ride over with all of us. Now back to Gene, Paul," Eric pleaded.

"And you're sure you can handle Evan," paul continued

"Damn it Paul! Lisa, will you give me and the groom about five minutes? We have a couple of things to work out before he sees the room, okay?" Eric said before pulling the singer into another room..

Paul shoved the drummer off of him and glared at him, growing frustrated with the repeated question. The singer paced the small room and ran a hand through his black hair, pulling at it slightly. Eric leaned against the wall and stared at the older man, making Paul more agitated by the whole simple situation. He stopped in front of Eric and threw his hands in the air and let out a loud scream, making the drummer jump slightly.

"Of course I want my brother there, but I can't have him there," Paul said.

"What do you mean, can't? Y/N doest know anything about the wedding, Paul, so why would she have a problem with whom happened to be there?" Eric asked.

"Its time I filled you in on something Eric, take a seat" Paul replied, as he pointed at one of the opposite chairs in the room

Paul sat down in front of Eric, seeing the panic in the drummer's baby blue eyes as he waited for the singer to explain the big mystery. The singer leaned his head down slightly and tried to slow down his heart rate, feeling the anxiety creeping in as he tried to search for the right words to make the situation make some sort of sense. Eric crossed his arms in front of his chest and tapped his foot, bringing Paul's focus back to the drummer.

"Alright, here it goes," Paul said