9/11♡

start our future

Leo

We had finally gotten the guys to go and walk around the city and leave us girls, Logan, Jenna and I, alone.

Of course, with Jenna being pregnant and Logan being so little, they protested, saying at least Ashton should stay with us, because he looked the scariest.

But since Ashton would have gotten to stay with his daughter, Tyler, of course, wanted to stay with his wife and Michael wanted to stay with me, but we needed them out of the way this time.

So we threw some jackets on them and sent them on their way to walk alone on the bustling streets of New York City.

"Michael wait hold on." I say, shuffling over to him before he got out the door.

"Hm?" He hums, not very happy that we forced them out of the hotel for a little bit.

I get on my tippy toes and kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck so my feet wouldn't get tired and I could stay up there longer.

He ends up holding me up by my hips so I didn't have to balance on my toes for so long, which he knows I'm not very good at.

"There. Noww you can go." I laugh, breaking apart, my head swirling because of the beautiful kiss.

He smiled down at me and went out the door with his five best friends.

Six celebrities, alone, in one of the busiest places in America.

Should we have...?

They'll be fine.

"So whats this about?" Jenna asks, lifting Logan up on her lap. Logan, being the stubborn little version of Ashton she is, slides down Jenna's legs and lays on the floor to play with the carpet.

I had been planning this since the tour dates got released.

I had been planning it with some of the Clique and some of the Fam over Instagram, just like Tyler had done.

"Leo!" Jenna sings. I jerk my head to face her and laugh a little, realzing how side tracked I had gotten.

Jenna had gotten Logan to sit on her lap again, but she was turned around and playing with the fur lining on her jacket now, instead of just sitting still, but then again, what two year old does that?

"I'm going to propose to Mike." I squeal, squeezing my fists together by my sides, waiting for her reaction.

Her baby blue eyes widen and her perfectly straight teeth are very visible due to her wide smile.

She picks Logan up with one arm and hugs me with the other.

"Leo! Oh my God this is amazing! When? Do you have a ring?" She asks excitedly.

"Thanks!" I cry.

I had always known I was going to marry Michael. I've known him and the guys since year six. Yeah, there were some issues there, one girl and four guys, but I had always just known it was Michael. He has my sense of humor and, I don't know, he just really gets me, and its wonderful.

"What does that mean?" Logan whines, obviously getting annoyed at me and Jenna for not puting all of our attention on her.

"It means Leo and Uncle Mike are going to get married!" Jenna whispers.

Logan's hazel eyes light up and her little chapped lips shift into an "o" shape as she claps her little hands together and kicks her feet out of excitment.

"So I can wear a pretty dress again? Like at you and Tyler's thing?" Logan asks, dead serious, holding her and Jenna's foreheads together with her eyes still as big as saucers.

"Yes!" Jenna says excitedly. Logan giggles excitedly.

I really hope he says yes, this little girl is very excited.

Logan gasps heavily, like she had just thought of something.

"Can I throw the things?" Logan asks Jenna, taking one of her hands off of the side of Jenna's forehead, making an open-and-close motion with her fingers.

"The flower petals?"

"Yes those." Logan says, dead serious once again.

"You'll have to ask Leo, its her wedding." Jenna giggles.

Logan spins in Jenna's arms to face me and reaches her hands out for me to grab her.

Once I get a hold of her, she wraps her legs around me and places her forehead on mine, her cold little hands resting on my temples, just like she did with Jenna.

"So can I throw the things at your thing?" Logan asks, speeding up her words and doing the motion with her hand again.

"Lemme think..." I say, turning my head and putting on my best thinking face.

"No!" She squeals, grabbing my head and placing it back in hers, Jenna losing it from how serious this girl is about this.

"I'm kidding I'm kidding, yes, you can be the flower girl."

"YEES." She screams, kicking her feet excitedly once again.

"So what do we need to do?" Jenna asks.

"We need to go get a ring." I say, setting Logan down on the bed.

"Lets go find a ring!" Jenna cheers.

"Do we need a diaper bag?" I tease Logan.

"I don't wear those anymore!" She cries, making her thin strawberry blonde eyebrows knit together.

"I know!" I laugh, kissing her cheek.

Jenna holds Logan on her hip firmly, bouncing her every once in a while.

Jenna looks at that baby girl the same way she looks at Tyler: full of raw love and passion. Just from the sparkle in her eyes you are able to tell that she would do absolutely anything to keep them happy, and safe.

We grab our phones and make our way to the lobby where we'll try and hail a cab.

I hope we don't run into the guys while we're out.

We get to the closest jewlery shop, according to the cab driver, and walk in the front glass door. A bell rang above our heads, letting everyone else in the store know we had walked in.

"Rings!" Logan points out across the room.

We walk over to the well-lit case holding hundreds of rings in a long row, all held up in black fabric boxes.

"Whats his ring size?" Jenna whispers, afraid to talk too loud because of how quiet and still it was in here.

The beams that were in the ceiling kept the room very bright, even though the room wasn't very big. Every step you took on the wooden floor made a noise when your heals clicked against it. Cases and cases of glass that held tons of jewlery lined the walls and stood in straight lines in the middle of the room as well.

"9." I say as I walk further down, examining the cases to see if anything pops out at me.

Spoon cut, Rosegold, Sterling, Gold...

"JENNA THESE ARE PERFECT." I almost yell. She runs over to see the rings I found.

Of course, this is just the engagment ring, but its still perfect.

I call a worker over to the case and point to the black wedding band and tell her I need it ASAP.

She sprints to the back of the room into a closet, and comes back with a little bag with the brand of the ring stamped on the front.

I hand her the cash and we're out.

Time to start our future.