Over Again (Sequel to Fall)

Chapter 30 'Not Funny'

Saiges's POV

Wesley came back out, and we gathered Michael up and left. Wesley was driving, but I noticed he wasn't heading to Laraine's house. He pulled into an all too familiar spot, making me smile over at him. He looked over at me like a lightbulb just went off in his head.

"What's that 'good idea' face for?"

"I just had the perfect idea. Let's get married right here. Our spot, set up a canopy and have an outdoor ceremony? How amazing would that be?"

"That would be so cute, and it means so much to us, so it'd be so sentimental," I said in awe.

"We could set up benches or chairs and make an aisle with a white scroll sheet! We could make it just like you want," he said excitedly. I'm so glad he's this excited to get married because most guys just want the party.

"We could go big for the party and get a big venue for the reception? Yes?"

"Of course! I'm so excited to officially call you Mrs. Stromberg, you don't even know."

We got out of the car, but left Michael to sleep in his car seat. Wesley grabbed my hand and twirled me around near our little bench we always hung out at. I leaned into his chest and smiled up at him, puckering my lips for a kiss. It was a magical moment. I grabbed his face and kissed him like I hadn't touched him in years. Our kiss began to get heated, and if it weren't for Michael crying, we probably wouldn't have stopped.

"I want you so bad," I told Wesley, tugging at his shirt. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Later after we talk? Keaton can watch Michael?" I mumbled an mhm while biting my lip. He shook his head again and hopped back in to start the car as I sat in the back to calm Michael down.

Ten o'clock came right along, so we found our way to Laraine's. The plan was working perfectly so far. Drew was here, and so was Keaton. When we walked in, Drew and her were arguing, and Keaton was awkwardly trying not to get brought into it.

"Hey, guys, we're here!" I hollered. Wesley gave me a reassuring look and kissed my cheek. Wesley took Michael as Mariana walked over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Drew, Wesley, and Keaton, stand here in front of us," I ordered as we stood on top of the coffee table. Wesley looked at me confusingly.

"What the hell is going on?"

"We need to tell you guys something," Mariana started, looking over at me.

"We feel really bad because it wasn't supposed to go this far, but," I continued and stopped to let Mari go on.

"This is one hundred percent a joke that we were both in on because Keaton told us Drew and Wes were fighting recently, so we wanted to throw you a huge coming home party, and wanted to get you all together."

"Yeah, that," I chuckled a little, but stopped when I saw the look on Drew's face.

"How the hell did you think this would bring us together? Do you even realize how hurt that made me, Mariana?"

"I know! That's why we called it off early. I couldn't stand to see you mad and upset with me. I really do love you, Drew, and I always will."

"Can we talk in private?"

Mariana and Drew left to go on the back balcony and talk. I hopped down off of the coffee table myself and Wesley still looked confused.

"Why would you guys come up with such a plan? Drew is a sensitive man. Did you want him to hate me more?"

"We didn't think it'd go this far. We didn't think you'd even believe it. I'm sorry, we realize it was dumb. But you still get a huge party and sex tonight?"

"It wasn't funny, but I forgive you and I will most definitely take you up on that whole sex thing,' Wesley chuckled.

"I am just going to pretend I didn't hear any of that and take Michael somewhere other than here," Keaton awkwardly stated, making Wesley and I both laugh.

"Hey! Before you leave, be back at 11, and Michael can stay at my parents," I told Keaton. He nodded his head and took off.

"You're letting our son stay away from you tonight?"

"He's taking his big boy steps now, so I suppose I need to start taking my big girl steps and stop being so paranoid," I chuckled. He smiled and gave me a hug with a kiss on the head.

Drew and Mariana walked back in the living room, and they didn't look mad, but they weren't all lovey dovey like they usually are.

"We're really sorry, Drew," I told him.

"No, I'm sorry, I need to stop being immature and fighting with Wesley. I just get jealous because our fans ignore me half the tour and are all about Wes, but it's dumb because I'm just as important to the band as he is, so I shouldn't be mad. I'm sorry, bro," Drew sincerely apologized to Wes, surprising us all.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Drew. You're right, you mean just as much to the band as I do, and the fans love you. Heck if I was a fan, I'd be a Drew girl," he winked seductively at Drew, making him chuckle and shake his head.

"So would I," Mariana smiled, hugging his side. Drew leaned down and kissed her head, and we all cheered.

"Well I'm glad we got this settled. That was probably the stupidest idea we've ever had, Mari. But, Hey! We still get a party out of it!"

We all started setting stuff up for the party, getting drinks and snacks around, and getting the stereo hooked up like old times. Everyone was getting along, and I can't wait to have an amazing night.