Jaspers P.O.V

"Good morning, Sunshine!" Jane shakes me awake. "We've got wedding plans to do." She throws a pair of black skinny jeans, red shirt, and a leather jacket. "Put this on."

She leaves and I get out of bed. I grab the outfit, that is now on the floor, and change into it quickly.

Jane greets me downstairs and leads me to a room with Zayn, his mom and dad, and someone else. "This is Jayna, Zayns cousin. She's a wedding designer." I nod and smile as I enter the room. I sit next to Zayn.

"First things first, Jasper, we are sorry, we didn't introduce ourselves." Zayns mom begins. "I'm Trisha and this is Yaser." She points to Zayns dad. "And of course that's Jayna. She will be helping us."

I honestly don't see why we have to plan a huge wedding when it's in two friggin' days. Why don't we just have a small one, out in a garden.

"I was thinking maybe a nice wedding out in the garden!" Trisha exclaims. She took what I was going to say.

"And how many people will be there? Of course, I can't invite anyone." I ask her.

"Not very many. The whole clan will be there." She says. "I'm sorry about your loss."

"Don't worry about it." I sigh, leaning back in my chair. "So what time will this take place?"

"Whenever you want! Maybe at night or in the evening!" Trisha says.

"Night. I want it at night." I smile, remembering my parents wedding at night. Yeah, I was born three years before they married. It was a nice night, and maybe this will help me remember.

"Great." Trisha says.

"I was thinking of putting up white lights around the pergola." Jayna smiles at Zayn and I.

"That would be nice. But, when can I see this place?" I ask. Trisha pulls out a photo of it on her phone. "Yep, I want it there."

"Good deal." She smiles and we begin to talk about seating and shit like that.

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"Ugh, I can't speak anymore." I laugh to Zayn as he leads me out of the room.

"Get used to it. She talks a lot." Zayn smiles.

"Great." I say sarcastically and walk into my bedroom. "Zayn, will your dad force us to have a child too?" I know stupid question, but curiosity overcame me.

"No, that's our decision." Zayn says, plopping down on my bed. "Why, do you wanna have one?" He smirks and raises his eyebrows.

"No! Ewe! Gross! Get outta here!" I laugh and push him out of my room. "Ugh, boys!"

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Jane and I walk around the garden as Jayna and Trisha put the lights up. Jane tells me about the blonde boy. I now know his name is Niall.

"Ya know, I could be a babysitter." Jane winks at me. "You know, if you and Zayn ever have a baby."

"Yeah." I roll my eyes. "Jane, how'd you feel when you guys had to be forced to marry?"

"A whole lot mad. I was grounded the few days before, for swearing like crazy at my mom." She says. "I was fifteen at the time. And believe me, you don't want to be forced when you're still a teen."

"Yeah. It's a little crazy, is what I'm thinking." I say, looking over at a bush of white roses.

"Hey girls, um a little help here!" Trisha calls for us.

Notes

Well, I made a chapter. I know suckish. It's a filler.
Im thinking of the next update being the wedding, maybe? Huh? I dunno. L
Message me if ya want, I'm pretty bored :P