Sorry I havent written in a while. Ive been trying to get thru exams and ive had writers block and i didnt want to write crappy fan fics for yall so i sowwy but now its summer so i will try to write more.

Chapter 14

Belly's POV

My eyes fluttered open, feeling the heaviness in them from my happy tears. My tears of laughter. Tears in general. The night before, when Con had proposed to me, surprisingly involved a lot of crying. But the good crying. After he proposed to me, he gave me a piggy back ride back to the house, carrying my shoes. I couldn't stop smiling or giggling in those moments, because they were perfect. They were the kind of moments you never forgot.

After we had reached the house, he had carried me up to his bedroom and we kissed for a while. Nothing else, just kissing and then, as the clock strum 2am, we just lay in bed talking. Dreaming is more of a better word for it. We talked about the wedding, about our lives that were ahead of us, about how we were going to tell everyone. We stayed up until 6am just laughing and reminiscing.

And now that the morning had come, it took me a moment to remind myself everything. I was in Cousins. I was engaged. To Conrad FIsher. I was going to be Belly Fisher. I took a deep breath, feeling the realization consume me again. My head was heavy against Con's chest as he breathed. I pulled my head off his chest, my hair trailing across his bare chest and his eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning Mrs. Conrad Fisher."

"Good morning." I smiled. Con reached up and pulled my face to his, pressing my lips against his. He pulled me on top of him and it was like last night all over again, but not just kissing. Definitely not just kissing.

Elle's POV

Jere was stretched across the whole bed, taking up as much space as humanly possible. I laughed, pulling myself closer to him in order to stay on the bed, but Jere noticed, and woke up.

"Just can't get enough of me, can you?" He asked, hovering over me and kissing me lightly.

"I would like to stay on the bed, if that's even possible. I swear, sometimes you take up as much space as two men."

Jere raised his eyebrow. "That's a little kinky, don't you think?"

"Shut up." I shoved his shoulder but instead he climbed on top of me, pressing all his weight down on me. "Oof."

"I think you might be in a bit of predicament." Jere winked at me.

"I can't breathe" I huffed.

"I have that effect on women often." Jere smiled, rolling off of me. I laughed, resting my head on his bare chest. There was a serious stillness as Jere played with my hair and I drug my fingers lazily across his bare skin. "Was it your first time?" Jere asked in a low voice.

I weighed my options. I could be honest and say no, with a chance that it was Jere's first and he would be hurt, or lie and say no with the chance of the opposite happening to me. "No." I breathed. Jere let out a long breath. "Was it yours?"

"No." Jere mumbled. I felt a slight disappointment in my chest, yet why I know not. "But I wish it was."

I nodded my head, feeling my eyes begin to shut again. Jere pressed his lips to my forehead.

Con's POV

Belly was silent, only the sounds of her shallow breathing coming from her. I placed a kiss on the top of her head and took a shaky breath. "I love you Belly." I whispered, although I knew she was sleeping and couldn't hear me. I drew the covers back and stepped to the floor, careful to be quiet. I heard Jere and Elle downstairs and didn't want them to her me. Why, I wasn't sure.

I decided to take a shower and pull on some fresh clothes. I ducked back into my room, seeing that Belly had taken advantage of the whole bed, and turned to go down the stairs. I rubbed my wet hair with the towel as I made it to the bottom of the stairs and the doorbell rang. I reached for the knob, not sure who to expect. I was praying that it wouldn't be my father, but the worst case scenario would be Cam. Cam would bring my whole great day crashing down, but I opened the door to find Steven.

And next to Steven stood a short redhead in a white sundress, grinning widely. Her hair was pinned up in a messy bun by her ear with a yellow flower protruding . "Um, Steven. Nice to see you."

"You too, Con." Steven walked into the house, pulling me into a huge hug. I gasped for air and he let me go. "Where is everybody?" Steven walked past me and into the house.

"He's just a little eager. Sorry." Said the girl, smiling bashfully. "I'm Bayonette." her voice was accented with French origins. But most Americans call my Bay."

"Hi Bay, nice to meet you. Come on in." I opened the door wider and allowed her to walk into the house. As Bay walked after Steven, I heard Belly call my name from the top of the staircase.

"Con" she said.

"Yeah?" I looked up and saw her wrapped in the bedsheet, hiding my smirk.

"Who was that?"

"You're brother, and his-" I paused. "girlfriend?"

"No way." Belly breathed in surprise. "You mean I finally get to meet my brother's girlfriend that's been keeping him so in line?"

"I suppose." I smiled at her surprise.

"I'm headed right down!" she turned back into the room and I let out a chuckle, walking towards the kitchen.

Jere's POV

Elle sat at the kitchen counter drinking her coffee, smiling and laughing at everything I said. I suppose she was a bit giddy. "You're laughing at everything I say." I finally said.

"I know." she giggled.

"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

"Stop!" she laughed, pushing my shoulder. Steven walked into the kitchen then, looking flushed and a bit... drunk to say the least.

"Steven?"

Elle looked up from her coffee with confusion.

"Hey Jere, where's Belly?" Steven asked frantically. "Hey Elle."

"Upstairs, I think. Why?"

Steven ignored me, walking out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. My brotherly instincts kicked in and I realized I had to cover for my big brother. "Uh, she'll be right down. Don't go up. I think she's taking a shower and I wouldn't go up there just yet."

"But-" Steven stopped.

"She'll be down soon." I replied, taking a sip of my own coffee. Suddenly, a woman in white walked into the kitchen. "Is this the girl that's been with Steven Conklin for over a-"

"-half a year. Yes, she is." Steven finished for me, wrapping his arm around the girl. Conrad followed and then Belly, looking like she had just been... well, frisked. Her cheeks were red and her hair messy and her clothes looked like they had been pulled on in under a minute.

"Steven!" Belly threw herself at her big brother and Steven hugged his sister tight.

"Belly!"

"This is all very touching, but um. Steven, you want to tell us why you're here?" I asked. Elle kicked my shin giving me her infamous you're being rude glare.

"Well, if you would like to really know-" Steven, letting go of his little sister and taking the stranger's hand, smiled. "We're getting married!"

There was a stillness in the air suddenly. I could see Belly, fighting back her surprise. She looked like she almost couldn't breathe. And Con, furrowing his brow as if he didn't believe it. Ele and I exchanged glances. Things were about to get much more complicated.

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