Rita POV
Don threw a ball at the window. "What are you doing? Stop that." I said to him.
"Who do you think you are? My mom."
"Stop it Don." our mother said. She sat down and placed the cup of tea in front of me.
"Thanks mom." I said before sticking my tongue out at Don. He did the same.
"You both act like you're ten."
"You know you love us mom." I said.
"I know you love Chris."
"oooo." Don laughed.
"Mom, you know the deal. We don't talk about him."
"Rita, we're going to talk about what I want to talk about."
"No we're not." I sipped my tea. Then looked at my mother. "What?" I asked.
"You need to talk to Chris."
"About what?"
"About you guys. I mean. He loves you. You love him."
"So."
"Do you even know what you are mad about?" Don asked.
"Do you know anything about love?" I asked turning towards him.
"Stop playing. But really Rita, what were you mad about?"
"His mother didn't like my cooking."
"What?"
"Yes. His mother put seasoning in my food."
"I mean, your food can be nasty all the time." Don said.
"Don if you don't stop bothering me, I swear you'll never see the light of day ever again."
"Ooo. I'm so scared." he said.
"If you guys don't stop right now, I won't forget to never bring you two to vacation again."
"I pay for vacation." I said as Don said, "You love us too much."
"Anyway Rita, pay attention. You need to be happy. Not miserable."
"I'm happy now."
"No you're not. You just said you were bored. You never said those words before."
"Uh, mom."
Then someone knocked on the door. "Who is that?" Don asked.
"Maybe you would know if you answered the door."
"This ain't my house."
"Didn't stop you the other day."
"Hey, you couldn't get to the door."
"Open the door Don." my mother said. He rolled his eyes and then opened the door. He came back in the room with Chris and CJ. Cj was in his arms. He smiled.
"Your man is here."
Chris looked at me. "Can I talk to you?" he asked. I looked at my mother.
"Go get your man, Rita." I shook my head and then stood up. I walked with Chris to my room. He closed the door and turned the radio on. I looked at him confused.
"So people won't listen." he said in my ear. "Look, I'm sorry that my mother did that to your food. I mean, she just wants to be there for me. You haven't been around a lot. Partially my fault and I apologize for everything that I did that ever hurt you. I love you and I don't want to make you feel like shit. I love you Rita Sacagawea Ora."
I laughed. "Thank you the apology Christopher. I want to say I'm sorry for not understanding you. I love you too." I smiled. He kissed me. Then sat back and listened to the song playing.
"What is this?" he asked. I smiled and shook my head.
"It's my music I listen to when I'm mad at you."
"What is this though?"
"It's K Michelle."
"Why? Why are you listening to this?"
"I was mad."
"Oh, remind me never to get K Michelle mad." he said. I nodded and laughed.
"OK."
"So, can we get back to planning our wedding?" he asked. I nodded. "Well good thing because Kevin is coming here."
"What? Why would you tell him to come here?"
"Because I knew you wouldn't go to my house in time so I told him to come here."
"I don't want him to know my address. Tell him to go meet us at the coffee shop around the corner."
"And get mobbed by fans? No. He already knows your address."
"Why?" then I heard a knock. I turned the music down. "What?"
"There's a little man at the door and he said that he's planning your wedding." Don said. I rolled my eyes.
"Come on." I said opening the door. I walked over to the front door and opened it. Kevin looked up at me.
"Uh look, we have to get to the things quick. The place doesn't have a slot for us on our wedding day."
"Our?" I asked.
"Yes. Our. Come on. We have to pick a different date." He walked into the apartment. "Wow, it's small in here." he looked around. Then he looked at me. "Let's talk about flowers."
"Kev, we need to focus on a place and time of the wedding." I said.
"You have the nerve to call me Kev." Kevin cried. He pointed at me.
"Chill out nigga." Chris interjected.
"No,I need to let her know what happened after she left."
"Kev chill."
"No, Rita, you made Chris cry." I looked at Chris. He shook his head.
"No, I wasn't crying." Chris said.
"Oh I made my baby cry." I kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry."
"I didn't cry."
"Chris, it's ok. Men cry all the time. Just not me."
"You cried in Wedding Ringer."
"Hey, I was acting."
"You can't fake tears."
"Yes you can."
"Whatever Kevin."
"But anyway the wedding id in 3 days."
"What?" Rita and I asked.
"No big deal. I ordered the dress for you Rita. And the tux for you Chris."
"Is it the right size?"
"Of course it is, I had people measure you guys in your sleep so it's the right size."
"That's not weird at all." I said rubbing my forehead.
"That's because it's not weird. Not a little bit." He sat down and smiled. "Now lets get to business."
So you guys I'm not going to do a sequel because I'm lazy asf, But I'm doing new stories. Like a new one for Rihanna. I might post 2 chapters of that today only if I finish this.
But I have a story with Justin Bieber called My Mentor. I like writing it so read it.
A lot of stories for Chris Brown. Chrilani, A Rainy Day 1-3, A Stormy Night 1&2, The Chriasia Story 1-3 and Love is the Crime
So yeah. Posting the last chapter soon. Thank you guys for reading.
