• Get a dress
• Help Michael pick the right shade of tux to wear to the wedding
• Buy a cake
• ORGANISE THE REST OF THE FUCKING WEEDING, I DON'T KNOW

"Baby," I hear Luke chuckles from the other couch, "Why is your to-do list so aggressive?"

"I got frustrated." I laugh, kicking Michael's feet.

"Just one fucking cushion!" He shrieks, pushing my feet off of the middle cushion, that we apparently both want. "You always get the second cushion!"

"You have your own bed!" I argue, smiling, but still insisting.

"You have a fiance!"

"Yes!" I point at him, "I'm using my bride card!"

Instantly, he stops and stares at me. "Oh my god." He whispers. "It's begun. The rise of Riley realising she has that now."

"Oh no, I've always known, it's why I'm getting married in the first place." I joke.

"Love you too, Riley," Luke says, smiling a bit while flipping through the wedding binder. "No, no," He sits up. "Todd can't sit next to Mali."

"Why not?" Michael and I ask in unison. I look over at him and kick his feet off again.

"Are you kidding? He's so weird with her, he just flirts and flirts and flirts, like take the hint buddy. She's not interested."

"Like you and Riley." Michael nods.

"Very funny, dick." Luke snaps. Michael laughs. "Why are you here, again? Don't you have a Max?"

"Max is out with Calum trying to find cake places." Luke just stares. "It's been like two years, who cares, get over it." Mike rolls his eyes, really trying to seel the laid-back boyfriend vibe. He crosses his arms, leaning back in silence. "You think they're having fun?" Luke stares more. "Not that it bothers me, I was just hoping for Max's sake this isn't awkward or anything."

"Awkward.. Hm, you mean like this?" Luke asks.

"Yep, a little bit."
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Max's POV
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"They're going to get mad we aren't trying to find a cake." I tell Calum.

"Are you kidding? Riley's already got them all marked down on a map with thumbprints. She's more than prepared." He looks at me, nervously- or, hesitantly, I can't tell, but it's definitely weird and awkward- putting his hands in his pockets. "You think you're going to tell Michael?"

I shrug. "I don't know. It's too soon." Sighing, I try to avoid the cliche of putting my head in my hands, "He'll probably be mad. No, he won't be mad, he'll probably be so overwhelmed with this and the tour he'll just snap. He's twenty-one. He just turned twenty-one. We're too young."

"You don't think he at least deserves to know?" Calum asks, doing that annoying father thing where he tries pushing me in the right direction.

"Of course he does. But I don't want to lose him over this thing. Plus, I'm not sure I want to do it myself if he's going to be on tour forever. You guys haven't taken a break for like, four years. Plus we don't even know for sure yet."

"Alriight," On perfect cue, the nurse walks back in. "It's official, you're definitely having a baby."

Notes

anyone else shook

shaken

sheken

bc me too
(also hehe if you guys would check out a story i posted yesterday, it's called heartache on the big screen and i really like it so hopefully you guys will too)

-jupi
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