Royal Love

Twenty three

Alexa's

 With a heavy sigh, I ignored the angry vampire as I washed the dishes.

"Alexa, don't just ignore me! I'm talking to you here" He growled.

"Marshall, would you just quit it? I'm not going to stop ignoring you aslong as you're still being a yapping child!"

  Currently, we've been having fights more than usual. How? I don't know.

 I'm not sure if it's just me being pregnant and having mood swings, ir it had something to do with marshall.

  "Oh, so now I'm the yapping child? Sure! I'm always the one at fault whenever we fight." He grumbled.

  With a sigh, I placed the plate down and dried my hands.

  "Marshall, look. I'm pregnant, I can't help but be emotional and have mood swings. So please bare with me okay? It's not easy for me as it looks either.." I smiled, cupping his cheeks

  "fine..I'm sorry.."He smiled.

He leaned down and pecked me lips, making me blush.

  "When will you know the gender?" He asked, placing a hand on my now swollen belly.

It was big, but wasn't that big. I've only been three and a half months pregnant.

  "I'm not sure yet, Pb would go with me to my next checkup though."

"I hope it's a girl. She'll look just like you.." He whispered.

   "Well, If it's a boy, he's going just like his dad. Loud and cocky." I chuckled.

"Don't forget smoking hot." He smirked.

  "Right, That too."

See? We're weird. One minute we hate eachother, then we're all sweet and cuddly the next.

  "So, have you picked a colour yet?" He smiled.

  "No, well I have my eye on maroon or maybe a dark purple for an autumn feeling, but I'm not sure yet. I told you though, you could also pick a colour." I chuckled as I continued the dishes.

  "Nah, I'm good with any colour. Just as long as it isn't any colour that would make me look gay or something."

  "Hmm, how about pink? I think I like that. The very bright pink. I would love to see the groom and his men wear that colour.." I teased.

  "Hell no. I'd rather go naked than wear pink."

  "Oh, so you'd rather have girls staring at you, while you get married?" I smirked.

  "Well they already will, so why not give them the last show to sign off?"

  With a hearty laugh, I shook my head and pecked his lips.

  "You know, I'd rather see you clothed than not, thank you. I wouldn't want to pounce on you right then and there."

  He snaked his arms around my waist with a grin.

  "Who says I wouldn't..?"

"Well maybe once I get this watermelon out of me, we can. But for now, wait for another five and a half months"

  "God that's long..." He grumbled.

"Well you're the one who made me pregnant, blame yourself." I chuckled.

  "But I wouldn't say I don't want it thought. Can't you just go out faster?" He whined, poking my belly.

  "No, Marshall. The baby has to come out normally. So just be patient." Giggling, I answered.

"But for now, you have to get dressed cause we still have to go cake tasting, fabric choosing, venue planning, literally lots more before the wedding. So let's go!"

  He groaned playfully as he let me drag him off somewhere.

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  "Glob that's tiring!" We exclaimed, sighing tiredly as we stumbled on the couch.

  "Who knew a wedding planning would be this hectic." I yawned.

It's already nine pm and we just got back from the bakery. Marshall and I couldn't decide on the flavour of the cake, the colour, and the icing.

  We also couldn't decide what theme the decorations would look, what sort of table cloth we need, how many tables we needed, and the caters.

  So to make the story short, we literally had no idea how to plan a wedding.

  Plus, being with my mom and aunt Haden, who went all out in the supplies. Saying they wanted the wedding grand and lively.

  It was tiring to be running around with the both of them giggling and squealing excitedly about our wedding.

"Okay, next time, can we not bring my mom and aunt Haden with us? They're fun, but they are really like teenage girls surrounded by hot guys." I chuckled.

  "I'll second to that.."