Not Your Typical Princess:Selection Fanfiction (COMPLETE)

Chapter 71

^^Cory above^^

Chase's POV:

"Cory Schreave!" I hear Sophie exclaim. "If you don't stop throwing your glasses, I won't hesitate to put you in time-out. Do you understand me mister?"

Alec laughs and looks at me. "Core doesn't like his glasses?"

I shake my head and laugh with him. "He hates them. Even though they help him. He'll probably want contacts when he's older."

"So, have you picked out your dress yet? I've found my tux." He smiles at me.

I nod. "Yes I have found my dress. But you, sir, can't see it until I walk down that isle. 8 months from now."

He groans and sets his chin on my shoulder. "But I want to see you in it noooowww."

I giggle. "Too baaaadd. You're going to have to wait."

"Hmm." He says taking a deep breath. "Can I get your opinion on something?"

"Of course. Let's go talk in the gardens." I take his hand and lead him there.

We sit down on one of the benches. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Well... I know you're asking Charlie to be your maid of honor and Erin, my sister and your cousin to be your bridesmaids." He sighs and looks at me. "But I don't know who to pick as my best man. Jack or Teddy."

I nod. "Well... I don't know what to tell you."

"Chaasse." He complains. "I really need your help. You understand me the best." He takes my hand and presses it to his cheek.

"Alec. Both of them will understand if you pick the other. Jack will understand because he is your brother and Teddy will understand because Jack is your best friend." I kiss his cheek. "You'll make the right decision. I know you will."

. . .

"Oh god." Charlie complains over the phone. "I feel so fat, Chase. Like, really, really fat. Like a whale."

I laugh. "I'm sure you look great Sissy." (A/N: I wrote Sizzy at first and I was like, "OH MY GOD YES! SIZZY FOREVER) "How are my future niece and nephew doing?"

She groans. "I must have done something to make them mad because they keep kicking me."

"You're scarring me, Chars." I say.

"Stop it!" She exclaims.

"What?" I ask. "Are they kicking you?"

"No," she says. "The girl is kicking the boy."

I giggle. "You're going to be such a good mother, sis."

She sighs. "Yeah, well I certainly hope it's easier than this. One sec--" I hear a faint 'Xander!' and then she speaks to me again. "I need his help to sit down and for him to rub my feet."

I laugh. "How's he doing through all of this?"

"Well... during the morning sickness he was great. And he certainly loved it when my hormones went crazy and I was really horny."

"Charlie!" I exclaim, blushing.

"What? Just wait for when it's your turn. And then my mood swings kicked in and, of course, that's when he had the most work to do." She sighs.

"God I wouldn't stop crying. I finally had to sit in his lad while he would work and he wouldn't let me help because he didn't want me to stress. It's bad for the babies. And now everything feels huge. My feet, ankles, my legs, my boobs are huge--bigger than yours."