**Can be read as a stand alone**
Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that. ~ Martin Luther King-Jr.
Colton:
With a difficult upbringing and only myself to rely on, building a new...
"I can't believe our baby girl is getting married" my mum says as I'm getting my makeup done.
"I know, eh, you know it's not too late to run you know, and stay with us?!" Dad teases but there's a little glint in his eyes to say that he wants that.
"Daddy" I warn him.
"Whaaaa? I'm kidding, Princess" he chuckles.
Kathryn grins at my mum and dad, turns back to me with a smile. "Only girl?!" She guesses.
"What gave it away?" I say sarcastically with a laugh making her chuckle.
"What?" Dad grumbles. "Can't I be sad that I won't be my little girls number one guy anymore?!"
"Dad" I say softly.
"I'll be second" he whispers dramatically.
"You'll be third if she has a boy, daddio" Lucas chuckles as he enters the room wearing a similar grey suit as my dad. Lucas's is slim fit, where as me dads is relaxed fit, he's wearing a silver tie to my dads pale blue one, and they're both wearing a grey waistcoat. Craig, Saint and Asher will have the same suits, in the same colour, Colton's is a darker grey with a pale blue tie. **colton's**
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I didn't think he'd go for the colour scheme at first, but he just wanted me to be happy. I legit sighed at that, I mean just how perfect is my man?!
"Dad" I repeat.
"See, third" dad whines dramatically.
"For fucksake, DAD!!!" I shout in frustration.
"Oh, my god, Lou, have you heard yourself?" Mum chuckles shaking her head.
"Dad, you will always be important to me, and I'll always be your little princess, no matter how old I am," I tell him softly.
He looks down at his polished shoes sighing heavily and looks back at me. "I'm being silly, aren't I?" he asks me.
"Just a little bit," I say scrunching my face up as I hold my finger and thumb up.
