Banana Pancakes

Chapter thirty five- Planning

So I'm sorry for being gone so long, so much is going on right now with my mental health and it's crazy.

I found my glasses so that's good because I can see better but um yeah. This chapter is shorter then how I'd like it to be because I can't think of anything else to right because I'm perfecting the idea of wedding and the sequel of this book..

I hope you guys like the drama of this because is mostly the idea of of the readers came up with, I don't remember your name but you have credit for the idea of this chapter.

So enjoy and don't kill me for it being shitty..bye
————————————————————
"Okay what about this one." Lizzie flipped her phone over at Qoya who was sitting on the arm rest with a bowl of popcorn in her lap.

"Eh, I don't-

"Oh come on this is like the fifth one, we have to compromise-put that popcorn down." Lizzie said through an annoyed huffed, crossing her arms.

Qoya slowly put the bowl on the coffee table and started to lick her fingers.

"Q, I swear I'll jump over there and pummel you to the ground."

"What!" Qoya put her hands up in confusion.

Lizzie and Qoya have been going over wedding ideas for about two weeks now which means it's about the 30th of August and they have still yet decided on a color or theme.

"Oh my goddess." Lizzie whined and curled herself in a ball which made her fall over to the left side of the couch while she continued to pout in silence.

"Babe, we can just take a small break." Qoya wiped her hands on her pants and sat next to her pouting fiancé.

"We have no time." Lizzie said mumbled.

"We do, my project isn't do until November and-

Lizzie then poked her head out from her curled ball, giving Qoya a sad smile.

"We still haven't figured out the living arrangements for Texas next month."

Qoya sucked on her teeth and closed her eyes at the realization.

"Right."

Lizzie then sat up from her placement and moved to sit in Qoya's lap, putting her head to the woman's collarbone.

"I just want all of this to work out before we move to Texas, at least getting something done." Lizzie whispered softly and started to play with the strings of Qoya's hoodie as a nervous habit.

"Well we already talked to your agent about possible places we could live at, we just have to confirm it. We would need a place that's big enough for all of us and some of my recording equipment as well as a studio place for you." Qoya pulled Lizzie as close as possible and put her chin to Lizzie's head. She started to rock the both of them to keep Lizzie at bay which seemed to work.

"I could marry you anywhere really, I wouldn't care. As long as I get to spend the rest of my life with you and Kari." Lizzie subtly said, breathing in the sharp scent from Qoya's body lotion.

"Well that's it, how about we get married in Texas, preferably around a time that you're not so busy with working. Since Kari is so smart, why don't we ask her for colors." Qoya started to hum to herself while poking Lizzie from the idea.

"What are you a wedding planner?" Lizzie said in a giggle, pressing her lips together at her fiancé's childish banter.

"That's it!" Qoya squealed out, sitting up from the couch with Lizzie still attached to her, making the brunette quickly grab hold of Qoya.