"Here's To Us" {Sequel to Fall For You}

Chapter 22: After all this time I'm still into you

Jacklyne's POV

I pushed my glasses up onto the bridge of my nose as I stared at the computer screen. Why did planning a wedding have to be so goddamn expensive?

I groaned in frustration and I looked at the venue prices. $1000 dollars for the night, and that wasn't even with the price of music and the bar.

"Hey babe," I heard Mike say as he put his hands on my shoulders. "Whatcha doing?" He asked.

"Trying to plan a wedding," I explained.

"Can you make me something to eat instead?" He asked, resting his chin on my head.

"How about you make yourself something to eat?" I suggested, looking up at him.

"Because I can't cook and you're amazing," he said, giving me a kiss.

"Flattering will get you nowhere, bae. Just because we're getting married doesn't mean I'm becoming your slave," I said, giving him a sarcastic smile.

"What if I did this?" He asked, kissing me as his hands trailed down to my breasts. He squeezed slightly and I gasped and pulled away, suddenly standing up.

"Will that be white or whole wheat?"

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"Us going on a double date will be like fluff overload," I joked on the phone with Lydia. She just invited Mike and I to go on a double date with her and Austin.

She laughed. "Ok Jacklyne, we'll see you at six-thirty. Bye," she said, hanging up.

"Mike, it's time to look pretty!" I shouted in our small apartment so he could hear me.

"Jacklyne, I'm like right beside you," Mike chuckled.

"We have a double date, we must look pretty."

"Are you saying that I don't already look pretty?" He asked, pretending to look hurt.

"I'm saying that you have to look more pretty than you currently are," I elaborated.

"More pretty isn't proper grammar, Jacklyne. You of all people should know this."

"Mike! I'm not marrying you so you can make fun of me!" I yelled, sarcastically broken. "You're hurting my feelings."

"I'm sorry, babe," he said, pouting as he climbed on top of me. "Want me to make it better?"

I put a finger on his lips. "Later, right now I have to look pretty because apparently you already look pretty."

He laughed as he got off of me. I went into the washroom and began curling my hair. I whistled along to Hollywood Undead songs as I did so. It took like half an hour because my hair was so goddamn long.

Once I was done that, I went into our bedroom to find something to where.

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED, LET'S KEEP THEM FORTIES POPPIN'!" I sang as I looked in our closet. Modelling had it's perks.

"Hollywood Undead is a shitty band," Mike teased, standing in the doorway.

"Is today make fun of Jacklyne day or something?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.

"Maybe," he said with a smirk. "Carry on," he added, motioning for me to look in the closet. I went shopping yesterday. If he wanted to tease, teasing he would get.

"Hm, I don't think I can wear this to dinner," I said, holding a black piece of fancy lingerie over me. I noticed Mike's Adam's apple bob as I threw it on the bed.

"This'll do," I said, taking out a simple black dress. It was comfortable, tight, but not too fancy. Lots of lace... I had grown to like lace.

I slowly took off my sweater, smirking at Mike as I did so. Then I undid my bra and let it fall to the floor.

I sighed as I undid the button on my jeans and slid them off, leaving me in my lacy black thong that I bought to make Mike happy.

"Why am I still standing here?" He muttered to himself.

"You might want to leave now because I'm about it put clothes back on," I joked, taking the dress and stepping into it.

He turned around to go back to the living room but I stopped him. "Wait, Mikey! I need you to zip me up."

He sighed as he came in and zipped up the zipper on my dress. He moved my hair to the side in the process, and then placed a kiss on my neck.

"I should probably get changed. I look like I live in a trailer park compared to you," he chuckled.

"I'll go put my face on, you get dressed," I said, making my way back into the washroom.

I sang along to Pigskin, my favourite Hollywood Undead song, as I began putting on my foundation. After setting it, I put some eye liner and mascara on with a little white shadow on the corner of my eye.

"How did I get someone as beautiful as you?" Mike asked, stalking me in the other doorway now.

"You look nice," I observed, noticing his suit and skinny tie. His cute black beanie completed the look.

"But you look better."

"Want some foundation?"

He chuckled. "Let's go."

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"Jeez, I feel like a potato now," Lydia said when she saw Mike and I approaching her and Austin.

We sat down across from them. "Well, you don't look like one. You're about as thin as a French fry... wait, that's a potato product isn't it?" I mentally face-palmed myself.

Lydia and Austin laughed. "It's nice to have you back," Austin said.

"Same for you, muffin," I said, smiling at him. He seemed happy right now, more than he's ever been.

"Do I resemble a muffin in any way?" Austin asked, turning to Lydia.

"She calls everyone that, and bae, hun, babe, love, the list goes on," Lydia explained.

"One time she called me her emo princess," Mike said, taking a sip of water.

"He was so much cuter in his emo phase though. Now he just looks like an ugly old man," I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

Lydia laughed. "You guys are already fighting like a married couple."

"You should've heard him this morning," I said with a pout.

"So, Lydia is working on music," Austin said, changing the subject.

"Mike won't shut up about the Fireworks cover, it was pretty fab. You should do a cover of Sexting by Blood On The Dance Floor and sing it to me," I said, showing her a toothy grin.

"I'll keep that in mind..."

"Don't do it," Mike mouthed. I elbowed him and continued to smile.

After a successful dinner, Mike and I drove home. I was so tired... going outside and socializing with people can do that to a person.

"Are you in a sexytime mood?" I asked, yawning.

"You have a photo shoot tomorrow, don't you?" He asked, putting his hand on my thigh. "You can sleep."

"I love you, Mikey."

"Love you too."