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Chapter Twenty Four

It was on spring break that I decided to go visit Margot and stay a few days with her, which Peter isn't delighted about. He was supposed to join me but he had just started a new job as an second assist therapist at a rehabilitation center for injured athletes. Luckily they take non-doctorates yet but they have to be enrolled to a graduates program. This would be good experience for Peter, at least he is now practicing for his degree and not at the restaurant that he despised so much.

This will also help with his credit hours making him graduate at least a semester earlier, which is a really amazing opportunity for Peter. I am so proud of him really and would be willing to celebrate with him and his friends later but I already promised Margot I was coming down this week and she asked off from the museum.

"Am I doing this correctly?" Margot asks me taking me off my daze from thinking about my boyfriend.

I blink, confused. "What?"

Margot sighs exasperatedly. And flicks my forehead, "Pay attention!"

"Ouch!" I squealed jumping away from her, I wasn't in pain but more of from the shock of being hit. I rubbed at my forehead and glared at my sister, "What the heck, Margot!"

She rolls her eyes, "I have been asking you three times if i'm supposed to be adding this batter and here you are daydreaming about your boyfriend you left in New York."

"You could have asked me nicely and not—" I was too annoyed go say it but instead I took a pinch full of flour and I aimed it at her, hitting her forehead and hair. She has white speckles there making it look like she's graying like our grandma.

"Lara Jean!" She gasped since some went in her eye. She froze there for a second with her eyes shut, hands in the air. Then when she opened her eyes, and I could see them flaming in annoyance.

I back away immediately trying not to laugh, I grabbed the bowl of flour away from her since I can see the screws going in her mind. "We can't waste flour GoGo, we only have enough to bake this."

But she stepped towards me with purpose, and menacingly. "Come here, Lara Jean."

I only stay as far away as I can, "Margot..." my arm wrapped on the bowl out of reach, then my hand was extended to protect myself from her possible revenge.

"If you don't come here..." then she turns to find confectioner sugar. She has that shine in her eyes.

Oh no! I'd rather have flour on me than sugar. "I call truce!" I cry out in surrender. Truce for me and Margot means an eye for an eye or even more. I'd rather expect her getting back at me than making it much worse than what I did.

She grins darkly and takes slow steps towards me, taking her time to taunt me. "Don't move, Lara Jean Song Covey." oh god she used my full name I am so going to get it now. And she takes more than a pinch... probably close to a handful.

"GoGo," I warned. I wasn't sure if she's for real or not.

"Hold still," She says with an innocent smile.

I shake my head, "We can't waste anymore!" I whined childishly.

Margot looks at her hand, to examine her intended weapon at me. Then shrugs, "We have more than enough..."

I was ready to run when I heard the front door. Margot's boyfriend is back from his work. "Margot, I'm home."

Margot and I were at a stare down. I gave her my famous pout hopefully she'll let me down easy. She then soften her gaze and sighs, "We're in the kitchen,"

I let out a breath of relief, thankful that she let me go but I regret it as soon as I thought it because it was all a trick. Margot hit me with the flour when I least expected it. I can taste the powder on my lips and my long eyelashes caught most of it so none of it got in my eye but unfortunately most of it was on one side of my face. "Margot Song Covey!"

Josh Sanderson walks in the kitchen and he halts at a stop when he saw me and Margot. He had this confused look in his face, or amused. I wasn't sure I was too annoyed at Margot to even bother.

"Doesn't flour supposed to go on that batter?" He asked then he walks towards Margot to kiss her cheek. "Hi, honey," he smiles at Margot.

"Your girlfriend decided it's fun to waste flour!" I whined and I placed the bowl safely away from Margot's reach just incase she has other ideas.

"You started it!"

"You flicked my forehead!" I pointed at the slightly reddened spot on the middle of my above my eyebrows.

Margot rolled her eyes, "If you focused and not daydream about Peter then I wouldn't have the need to."

"Peter's not here?" Josh can't seem to hide his relief when he asks this and I shake my head to answer.

Margot doesn't miss this and giggles, she grabs at his chin and kisses him on his lips. "Peter doesn't hate you, how many times do I have to tell you that,"

Well, when Margot and Josh started dating again about three months ago, Peter wasn't the most excited one with this information. Its not that he doesn't trust that Josh has no feelings for me, he already knows this but I think Also, Given the fact that Josh did kiss me when we were dating... or fake dating, which I kept reminding him.

A month into them dating, Margot and Josh visited New York. Josh had just moved to Philadelphia three months before and for some reason their constant hanging out as friends turned into something else as they both realized that they are still not over each other despite being broken up for years.

Peter was reluctant at first but he eventually caved because he really doesn't actually have a choice, there is no way my sister is staying in a hotel when I have a perfectly good room they can stay in.

During the night, we watched a movie with only Margot and I speaking. It was awkward between Josh and Peter who only greeted a weird hello to each other. The movie night turned into drinking wine that Margot brought.

Margot being the lightweight that she is had gotten drunk after two glasses and her super frank self overtook her. She finished another glass in one shot them glared at Peter all of a sudden, "You do know Josh didn't really have feelings for Lara Jean..."

"Margot!" I hissed at my intoxicated sister. I had to reach over to grab her arm to shush her. Josh was staring in disbelief at his girlfriend while Peter was glaring at Josh.

Josh and I talked about that kiss and we both realized we didn't feel those things we thought we did. I was holding on to someone I can't have, since it's easier to love someone when there is no chance of getting hurt while Josh was hurting from his break up with Margot that he found comfort in my letter.

"No I'm serious, like that kiss, when you and Lara Jean were dating—"

"Fake dating." I interject because technically didn't count as being together.

"See it was even fake dating! So I don't understand why you're still holding a grudge." Margot had a glass pointed at Peter accusingly. Peter was just keeping a straight face but I know he's annoyed. "I've forgiven Josh and Lara Jean years ago and it doesn't even bother me at all."

"Margot," Josh speaks up this time.

But Margot puts a hand on her boyfriend's lips to shut him up. "Don't shush me, you, shhh." She even giggled when she almost tipped forward into Josh's arm

Now I'm torn between my boyfriend and my sister. I have no idea where she is going with this. But Peter is actually calmer now, he takes a deep breath and says, "It's a guy thing Margot."

Josh now looks Over at Peter, they glanced at each other as if reading their mind. Josh understands why Peter's like this but Margot and I seem to not. I really don't want to go there. I keep forgetting that Josh and I even kissed at all, because it just doesn't seem worth remembering. It brought on unnecessary drama in my life that it doesn't matter to me at all.

Margot sees this and her glances changed from Peter to Josh then Josh to Peter. She all of a sudden laughs, "That's it?"

Now I'm confused because Josh looks anxious, "Margot Song Covey," there was a thick warning in his tone.

Then Margot stares intensely at Peter totally ignoring The warning from Josh. She has her hands on the table, "If you're really bothered that Josh kissed Lara Jean, then kiss me." She challenges.

"What?!" I say in panic now, because I can see Margot's seriusness.

Three things happened all at the same second, Margot had pushed herself off the table to move, Josh had snaked his arms around her so she couldn't do what she had planned. Then Peter quickly scrambles away and even hid behind me, terrified that my sister might be insane enough to do what she just said.

Josh was frowning at Margot, "What are you doing?"

But she was ignoring Josh and was still had her eye on Peter, "Come' on Peter."

"GoGo," I call for her attention.

"No way in hell I'm letting you kiss Peter!" Josh demanded angrily, he grabs Margot's chin so she'd face him instead.

Peter scoffs as well, he doesn't like the fact that Margot and Josh thinks he wants to kiss Margot too. "Fuck I ain't doing that either!" He ignores my protest that he just cursed, "You're Lara Jean's sister! And most importantly I'm with Lara Jean now, anything I do will be considered cheating, back then we weren't really dating—crap."

"Aha!" Margot finally traps Peter. She points at him accusingly.

I turned to him when Margot had a victory smile plastered on her face. Peter just verbally admitted that Josh and my kiss doesn't count as cheating... and he knew exactly why Margot is acting like this, its not so she'd make him kiss her to have it fair that's just crazy! But for Peter to admit that at the time Josh didn't really do anything wrong because of a technicality of mine and Peter's relationship at the time of the kiss.

Peter sighs, in defeat. There is a reason why Peter always loses to the Covey girls. For one thing, we can stand our ground well and secondly we fight out right when we know we are. "Fine, you win." Then he grumbles under his breath that Margot is the leader of us sisters. If he can't win against me and Kitty, there is no way he can beat Margot... especially if she's drunkly irrational.

I think we just secretly hope she wasn't serious about that kiss thing because that would have been a mess for everyone.

Peter rests his forehead on my shoulder and he was mumbling to himself. I reach back and brush his hair comfortingly, "I am sorry." But I am amused to this though. I have never seen Peter so defeated before.

Margot claps her hand, "Great!" Then she leans to kiss Josh, like really kiss Josh that I had to turn away, my head on Peter's hair.

"How about we not do that with your little sister here and her boyfriend here," Josh said after a few seconds. He's a bit tipsy too, so having a touchy girlfriend is difficult to say no to.

"I'm never drinking with Margot ever." Peter complains to me, and he promises to himself.

Margot laughs sarcastically, "It's not a frequent habit anyway," That's why Margot is intense when she has had a drink because she is a more of a lightweight than I am, and that's not saying much.

I just suppress a giggle and kiss Peter's cheek.

"I am going to the bathroom!" Margot announced particularly to no one.

I look up at Margot, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Margot had a hard time standing up, but she was able to do that and even cheered herself that she's not as wobbly. "God no, I'm not a child."

"But hon—" Josh was about to protest but Margot shushes him again, "If someone tries to help me, is dead." She slowly points at me and Josh accusingly.

"Fine." Josh said again in defeat.

Then I raised my hand in surrender, "I'm need the bathroom too."

"Good," Margot heads to my bedroom where my bathroom is.

Josh and Peter glance at each other but theres a certain expression in it that I could tell there was some sort of understanding between them or even reconciliation. If I leave them alone then it might be good for them.

"I'm getting a bottle of beer, do you want one?" Josh asks me when he stands up.

I shake my head, "No, thanks."

Josh nods then turns to Peter, "What about you, want a beer Peter?"

It took Peter a couple seconds before he responded, as soon as he said yes, I elbowed him on the rib because I was trying to make him answer. "Ouch!" He hissed under his breath

"Sorry," I mumbled, when Peter glared at me.

Josh just chuckled lightly as he was headed to the kitchen. "Okay two beers it is,"

"What the hell was that for?" He demanded as he was rubbing on his rib.

I lean forward to kiss him on his cheek, "I'm sorry." Then before Josh comes back I decide to go to the bathroom too. "Can I leave you for a few minutes," as I point to the half bathroom behind me.

Peter looks at me warily, "You going to be okay?" I've had my fair share of the wine too along with Margot, but I'm just tipsy.

"Yeah I'll be fine." And I prove it by standing a lot more steadier than Margot ever did. I'm a bit dizzy, yes but it's tolerable.

I head to the bathroom and shut the door loudly, then carefully open the door to listen in if Josh and Peter talked.

And just as I thought, Josh started it after he handed Peter the bottle of beer. "Peter, I know this is many years too late but I do apologize for kissing Lara Jean then."

Peter lets out a breath and responds, "It's okay. Margot was right though. Lara Jean and I weren't dating then we just pretended that we did." Obviously the reason was because of Josh and Margot.

"Well, I'm still sorry because I thought you guys were dating and I still kissed Lara Jean." Josh apologized again knowing that what he did actually still broke the most basic code of dating. "I wasn't thinking straight."

"Well, to be honest. I don't dislike you not even by a longshot," Peter said sincerely, "But it's just the fact that you have kissed Lara Jean."

And with this, I don't understand it at all. I'm sort of jealous that Margot did.

"Yeah I figured that's why." Josh said.

"It's that Lara Jean and I have been together since high school, and we've only had a couple of those moments with other people,"

Josh chuckles, "Which means a short list to want to kill,"

"Exactly," Peter agrees.

I roll my eyes, oh my god. That's all that is. Some territorial thing. I would assume we'd get passed that. I got over my insecurity with Gen in high school. Even how mature you are, I guess males just has just have that thing.

"And actually, in that short list, you aren't at the top of that list. Trust me, not even close." There was a bitterness in his tone and even with that I know who it is.

"I'm guessing it's McCleren?" Josh says carefully. He wasn't sure if he should bring it up but the way Peter is talking but he's trying to be more welcoming for Peter to talk.

Peter clears his throat. He probably nodded since Josh said "ahh,"

"I thought you two were close?"

Peter scoffs in annoyance, "We were and I was willing to put everything behind us but then—" Peter clears his throat not wanting to finish. John Ambrose is such a sensitive topic to Peter that John never gets brought up to any conversation. I even unfollowed John on social media just so he doesn't randomly pop up in my feed. Sure, it has been about two years since that incident but I think it's the fact that John broke the hairline trust he had for John that makes it hard for their friendship to even be rebuilt. And I don't plan to push it.

"Yeah, I may have heard it from Margot."

I grimaced. Oh dear god. Margot and her big mouth. Even before when they were dating in high school she'd tell Josh stuff I tell her (not truly the intimate stuff) but still I guess these are one of those things she tells Josh.

"Well, yeah. So I'm not really upset at you but—"

"I totally get it completely." I can tell Josh is smiling from that. And they both shared a laugh which means theres a certain understanding between the two that could be a start of something.

"Well, as long as you don't kiss Lara Jean again," Peter said and I know he is only kidding, at least they can joke around.

"And I promise never to let Margot even offer to make you kiss her again," Josh tries to make it a joke too but he sounds too forced. "God, I don't think I can ever get it out of my head, the way she was so determined to kiss you to make it seem even."

Even from where I was hiding from I can imagine Peter shiver. "Well, same thought there too, man."

"So we okay, Kavinsky?" Josh said sincerely this time.

"Yeah. I believe so." Peter responds. Then I hear a bottle clink.

They were drinking silently for a minute while I'm trying to determine when is the appropriate time to get out of the bathroom without making it look like I'm eavesdropping.

"I probably should go to check on Margot, she's been in the bathroom for quite sometime." Josh says warily.

"Yeah, I should check on Lara Jean too, it's awfully too quiet in there."

Crap! I panic when I hear footsteps towards me. I immediately flush the toilet which probably makes me more suspicious than anything, because when I opened the door Peter was leaned on the door frame, his arms across his chest and his lips in a firm line. "How long have you been listening in?"

I chew at the insides of my cheek and shake my head trying to lie but I am too obvious. "Maybe the whole entire time?"

He rolls his eyes and then wraps his palm around my wrist to pull me into his arms. Our hands at his chest, while my other was around his waist hold myself steady. His free hand brushes the hair off my face, fingertips lightly touching the back of my neck.

His leans forward, and brushes his lips on my side of my head, then my cheek. "What am I going to do with you, babe?" He whispers against my cheek, his grip on my wrist tightens.

A low moan escapes my lips, never realizing how endearing that word could be. How with that word alone can cause me to weaken at the knees, especially how that word easily leaves his lips like it's the dirtiest and sexiest word that ever exists.

Peter and I never use endearments ever, sure we tried before in high school but it never seems to stick and it just didn't sound right. The way Peter says Covey is affectionate enough already that we just didn't try but a month ago after Leah and Gavin's wedding, Peter had threw in the babe and baby slowly and I never really complained or even noticed.

The only time I notice is during these times, which can sometimes make me come apart just from his words.

"I don't know, up to you," I breathe the response and angles my head to the side showing him my weakness, that spot at my neck I only recently discovered will turn me wanton in one touch. Its incredible, how despite being with Peter for six years, we still find new things to spice things up...

"Hmm, needy are we baby?" He was about to give me what I most desire until I hear Josh call for me and Peter.

In panic of being caught in an intimate position, I shove Peter away but he doesn't even budge. I'm just overthinking things really, since we do just look like we are hugging.

"I think I'm regretting this friendship thing," Peter grumbles angrily under his breath.

"Peter!" I smack his arm. And then I kiss his chin quickly, cooling both us down temporarily. Besides, it's not only him that's holding a grudge at the moment. "In here!" I try to sound cheery but it comes out fake and Peter could tell.

I step out if the bathroom pulling Peter with me, he is still holding my wrist, Josh comes to us. "Everything fine?"

Josh nods, "Margot's passed out in your bed, so I think we should call it a night?"

I try to wait a second to respond so I don't seem to eager to kick out my guests from my living room so I can have my way with my boyfriend. Peter isn't helping either since his thumb is caressing my palm intimately. "Yeah, sure. That's fine." My voice comes out breathy than I would like.

Josh at least didn't notice. "Well, good night you two."

Once the door shuts behind them, I didn't even wait for Peter to make a move. I launched myself into him my legs around his waist, and he catches me immediately, his hands firmly at the back of my thighs just above my butt to hold me steady.

My arms snake on his neck, and plants a featherlight kiss on his lips. "I am so proud of you," And I say this because I am, it might not have been super easy for him to admit that it was okay but he did try for me. He needs some sort of reward Then my nose nuzzles his cheek, and I pause to his ear, "Baby," and I know those words affect him as much as it does to me.

A growl forms on his chest. "Anything for you, I'll do anything for you." His voice comes out desperate and needy.

"I love you Peter."

And he kisses me, and responds between our lips, "And I love you, Lara Jean."

"See... there she is again. Day dreaming about her boyfriend." Margot's voice takes me out of reverie just in time which I'm thankful for or else I'd start blushing and Margot would definitely know where my mind has gone, which would be more embarrassing than anything.

I blame Peter for messaging me thirty minutes ago and sending me a photo of him and his scrubs. I mean, Peter is already gifted to be a handsome, sexy man without even trying hard that most of the time I'm sort of immune to his sexiness but nothing, and I mean nothing got me prepared by how Peter looks so deliciously sexy in a scrub suit. If I was home before he left for his first day, I'm afraid I would get him late on his first day.

I cleared my throat, FOCUS WOMAN! I yell at myself, I'll be back Monday and I can ravage Peter however I want but I need to totally be here with Margot for the next few days and not drift off into this sex craved maniac. "Shut up," was my only comeback because I really have no way to deny that Peter was in my thoughts.

Josh laughs at me and hugs me at a distance so flour wouldn't go on his shirt. "Well either way, it's nice having your physical presence here."

I hit him in the arm and stuck my tongue out at him.

"How was work?" Margot asked Josh.

Josh works at a gaming company who designs video games. I really don't understand when Josh goes on about his work but I just like watching Margot pay close attention asking questions, she loves listening to Josh. It's a nice image seeing Margot happy like this, who would have thought that Josh would bring back that shine Margot has. I've never seen her like this with Ravi before possibly because they were in Scotland or her boyfriends after that. Despite all those years, it's still Josh the first boy she ever loved.

I continued baking since watching Margot makes me feel that I'm invading an intimate moment between them. It wasn't about ten minutes or so that Josh announced he's going to take a shower and Margot drifts beside me asking me what she can do.

I can't miss that smile on her face, like she's walking on a cloud. I playfully push her with my hip, "It's nice to see you really happy,"

She blushes and then places her hands on her cheeks. "Gosh, I don't know Lara Jean. Like I've never felt this giddy before, I mean... Josh was my first boyfriend but I didn't feel this way for him before like, it's as if that love I had for him back then was magnified like a thousand more, or I don't know! It just doesn't make sense. It's not that I didn't love Josh back then but—" she can't really describe it into words what she's feeling and she's trying so hard that her hands are moving on it's own to even spell it out.

I giggle and take her hands to stop her, "You don't have to explain yourself. I understand, I mean. Action speaks louder than words... seriously not even a month after you got back together you've moved in together already. So it's clear that it's more than what you felt in high school. I've never seen you make a decision based on what your heart wants." And this is true, Margot is the most logical out of all Song girls. I live with my heart on my sleeve most of the time while Kitty has a balance of both seeing how her sisters are. I know why she's like this though, she grew up really fast after our mother passed away and she had to do things that made her stronger to get by now being the one her two sisters looked up to.

I think that's why she had to move to a different continent to at least try to live for herself and not for Dad, me and Kitty. And when she eventually got used to just thinking about herself, she came back to the states closing her chapter for Scotland as her college experience.

"Um, yeah." Now Margot seems uncomfortable and broke eye contact with me. "Okay, so what do you want me to do?" She's fidgeting now. Which I find totally odd, but I'm sure she just doesn't like how I pointed out her weakness. So I just let her be. And tell her what to do to help out.

I enjoy baking, baking is like chemistry too. Find the right elements or ingredients you get a perfect experiment. It makes me forget about things, especially how Margot is acting like she's nervous but I just wait, she'll tell me when she's ready.

Josh, Margot and I were sitting across the television. eating the pie Margot and I just made, I'm sprawled on the floor while Margot and Josh was cuddled on the couch and watching some movie on Netflix called Bird Box. I wasn't really paying attention because Peter and I were texting.

~I miss you, come home.

I roll my eyes, he was just telling me how his day was and now he ruins if by texting me to come home.

~I've only been gone a day, you'll be fine.

He sends a photo of himself pouting, ~Its always day one that sucks!

I take a selfie, side of my face but the main focus is Josh and Margot. ~So are you saying you won't miss me for the next few days.

He sends a shocked emoji then a crying one, ~If you come home, I'll hold you all night and not make you feel neglected. Besides, you know I'm going to feel the apartment more empty in the next couple days.

Now I send him a kissy face emoji, ~It'll be okay, babe. I'll be back in no time. It'll go by really fast.

my phone screen is full of sad and crying emojis before he replies, ~It's a lie. You know it is.

I suppress a laugh, I really think Peter should have done theatre instead of Sports Medicine he's such a drama queen. ~Shhh! Stop texting me and pay attention! Olympia and Malorie are in labor now.

~huh, i think you're a minute ahead of me.

~ I am not going to match the movie for you again!

When I told Peter that Margot and Josh chose the Bird Box movie he whined and called me demanding to sync the movies so he can watch with us. After getting judging looks from the couple, we had to restart the movie so Peter can watch.

~Alright, I wont.

The movie ended with Peter texting me saying that he's now scared to sleep alone. I rolled my eyes replying he's such a big baby.

"Alright, I'm going to bed," Josh said after I heard shushed conversations between Margot and Josh. He gives Margot a knowing look before he bends over to kiss her lips.

"Okay," Margot's voice was low and she nods.

"Night Josh. I love you Josh!" I tease in a sing song voice.

Margot rolls her eyes, while Josh smirks at me. "Good night Lara Jean,"

I sat next to Margot while still trying to browse through what else to watch. "Anything you have in mind?"

She shrugs, "Nothing too scary, some romantic comedy or something."

I was too busy searching I didn't even realize Margot left and sat back beside me, she was carrying a bowed box. "What's that?"

Margot smiles at me, "I made this for you," that's when I noticed it was a green box with a big bow on it, sort of like the box mom gave me that contains my Peter memories, his notes, letters from college, pictures that I think were memorabilia, ticket stubs, and some dead flowers Peter has given me over the years.

"Aww, thank you." My fingers traces the linen of the box, and the bow. "Can I open it?" I ask

Margot nods. "Yes please,"

And so I did, and I swear my eyes started watering when the first photo there was the day Kitty was born, Mom was holding little Kitten in her arms, Margot was smiling away with daddy trying to hold all his four girls while I'm glancing at new born Kitty confused.

"Oh my god, I remember this. I was really confused as to why I had a hairless kitten for a baby sister." Then my fingers drift to Mom's face. "I miss her so much," I have been trying to look for this photo before, and It didn't come to me that Margot took it.

Margot scoots closer and brushes my hair from the back, how she usually does when I'd talk about mom when we were still young. She would listen to me as I cry while she just stays strong not to shed a tear making me stop crying. "I do too, everyday." It mom's thirteenth death anniversary, and to me it feels like only yesterday that she was still alive. It isn't as hard as it used to as the years go by but it makes me miss her more and more. If only she can see how Incredible Margot or how beautiful Kitty has become. "I do too."

Theres still more photos in the box too, and I go through with that. Photos of me and Margot really little, I remember that stupid doll we fought over so much that eventually it broke in half. That one halloween before Kitty was born that we wanted to both be Princes Aurora and I had the pink dress while she had the blue dress.

Margot's senior prom, me and kitty hugging her so proud of our big sister in her beautiful yellow dress.

Kitty's middle school graduation, where Margot and I almost cried realizing that our little baby sister is actually in highschool now.

Margot's college graduation in Scotland, and I was wearing the graduation cap instead of Margot. Then my graduation where she wore my cap too.

So many photos of just me and Margot. As i go through this, i didn't even notice tears were already falling from my eyes until Margot swiped them off with her knuckles.

Then I finally reach the end, a note. And I was shaking as I grabbed it. I have a tiny feeling of what this is.

Dear Lara Jean,

Hello, baby sister! You know, when we were little even though you and I fought so much I always thought you were my bestfriend. Even when I had my own friends when I started school before you they'd make us write letters to our bestfriends... i get letters from others but they don't because I address it to you.

Even if I'm hard to open up at times, I just want you to know that you are the only person I can trust and pour my heart and soul to. (Don't tell Kitty!) so it would only make sense for me to ask you this...

Lara Jean, will you be my maid of honor?"

I lift my head from the letter, and Margot is also crying with me. That's when I notice that she had just placed a diamond ring in her hand. It just hit me that she has been fiddling with her left hand all night long, probably feeling that hand naked since she didn't wear the ring when I got here.

"Margot?" I wiped my tears, and I reached for her hand. Looking at the ring, "What? When?"

"Josh proposed to me two weeks ago," Margot said with a smile as she was crying.

That week, it was actually Margot and Josh's anniversary when they were dating in highschool.

I couldn't wrap my head around it. I'm happy for Margot but at the same time, I'm confused. They've only been dating less than three months. They also just moved in together.

She probably could read my mind, and decides to just throw the news to me all at once. "Josh and I are planning to get married in September."

Now my eyes are about to pop out of their sockets, how could it go this fast... the only thought that pops in my head I say, "You're pregnant?" Oh dear god, what is it with being pregnant and getting married. People should know it's not a solution or something.

She immediately shakes her head and laughs like I'm the crazy one, "Oh god no, I know Josh and I are moving fast but not that fast."

Well at least she knows that she's moving too quickly with Josh. "Why?"

Margot was prepared for this question, because she knows this is so not her. She'd be more calculated than this, everything she's done the past three months is so unlike her. Moving in with Josh after only being back together for a month was the start, then getting engaged then married all in a span eight months... is not the Margot I know.

She smiles shyly, "Because I know it's Josh. Everything that has happened in the past three months is so not me, If last year me would have found out about this, she would tell me I'm insane. But I am so in love with Josh that I am willing to make this step with Josh. I can see myself with Josh in my future clearly that it doesn't matter if I marry him now, in six months or in a year but he's my future..."

"But Margot—"

She squeezes my hand and continues as if I didn't interrupt her, "When Josh and I broke up before I moved to Scotland, I told him that maybe if we were meant to be that someday we'd end up together forever. Of course those words were just cliche breakup lines but as years passed, I never realized how I held on to it. Sure I dated around, had Ravi who I did think at the time I was going to end up with but with Ravi there was just something missing. Carl didn't have anything close to what I have with Ravi or Josh," she was talking about the boy she dated two years ago, she was single for a good year after that. "And then Josh. Josh..." then there's that twinkle in her eye again, dreamy and love. Like Josh's name alone was the explanation as to why she's acting like this.

"I don't know Lara Jean, well I know. I mean, With Josh it's like I finally found what was I missing. This feeling where my heart is just full from seeing him smile just for me, hearing his voice, just being around him makes me so happy I can't explain it at times. People say its honeymoon phase but it isn't. It's much more than that. I love Josh and I want to spend the rest of my life with him, and him alone."

I'm crying with Margot now, they way she just talked about Josh brings tears in my face. I love seeing Margot this way, she always held back before and having he let go like this makes me happy. I wrap my arms around her, "Yes, Yes Margot. It would be an pleasure to be your Maid of Honor,"

She hugs me back and we are both hysterical, laughing and crying at the same time. Unable to control our emotions, I wonder if Josh is listening in worried how his fiancée is doing. Fiancée! My sister is getting married! The first of the Song girls!

"I know you and Peter—" I can see the guilt in her eyes

I stop her and shake my head, "Peter and I have been through so much, we are used to how different everyone is from us. Don't feel bad getting engaged just because me and Peter have been together longer and you're getting married before me." I squeeze at her arm in comfort. Peter and I don't get affected with people's relationships around us, we learned that in college. The comparing was the reasons why I was insecure and broke us up. We've both grown so much from there. We can be happy for everyone without making it about us.

"Okay," Margot is relieved from now. She wipes her tears and mine.

"Besides, you're the eldest. It should be your right to get married first." I push her playfully.

"Oh god, if you got married before me. I'd probably die of embarrassment." And we laugh together.

"Sanderson! Come out and give me a hug you sneaky bastard!" I yell loud enough for Josh to hear which I'm sure he's listening in from their bedroom.

It was quietly awkward for a few seconds until there was a door that opened, Josh walks out shamelessly, "What made you think I was listening in."

I raised an eyebrow at him, challengely.

He sighs, "Fine."

I hop out of my seat and jump into my future brother-In-law's arms. He made an omph sound since he was startled by this but he hugs me back. "Congratulations!" I say to him. Then loudly I said, "If you do anything stupid, I will murder you." My voice is laced with poison as I announce threat.

Though Josh just laughs at me, and nods. "And I will beg you to."

Then he walks over to his fiancée and kisses her. Like a real kiss that I didn't need to witness. I immediately looked away and groan, "I so do not want to see that."

Margot pushes Josh off with a giggle, "Okay, we can call Dad and Trina now, then your parents." She tells me and Josh.

"You haven't told anyone yet?" I feel rather special that I'm the first one to know this when they nod in response. I was teary eyed by this information.

"Your dad knows I was going to propose but he didn't know when." Aww Josh had asked permission from Dad before proposing.

"So who should we call first?" Margot asks unsure who to ask, since thats three sets of phone calls.

I just had a smile in my face as I listen in to their conversation on who is better to talk to first saying that Josh's dad would be an easier first phone call because he doesn't talk much that if they call Dad first Trina would talk their ear out.

All of this, I can completely say I am really just happy for Margot. When I tell Peter later, he'd be happy for them too. Margot's words echoed in my mind. "It doesn't matter if I marry him now, in six months or in a year but he's my future..." and I exactly know what she means by that, It doesn't matter when but Peter is my future and I don't need a ring for him to prove that.

A sad thought comes to me, the one person Margot wants to be there can't be there... or even mine too. Mom, you'll be there right? Even if we can't see you? Margot will a beautiful bride.

"Breathe...." I instruct Margot.

She just stares at me as she tries to but she had completely forgotten to breath.

"Oh my god she's going to pass out!" Kitty gasps dramatically since I swear Margot is turning paler by every second.

I smacked Kitty, she isn't helping at all. "Get me that paper bag!" I pointed at the paper bag that was used for our food before we were dressed and had our make up done.

Kitty quickly scrambles towards the bag and hand it to me.

I placed the opening of the paper bag around Margot's mouth, "Listen, breath!" I say in a much harsher tone now. I was squeezing her shoulder to have her relax.

Kitty seems to get back to her senses now, she stands beside Margot, "In and out Margot. In... out..." she's helping out by giving Margot breathing exercises. That's what we can do for now, at least that's a start than have the bride pass out and add on to the problem that seems to come to this wedding.

Margot wrapped her hands around the bag now and was able to breath on her own but the panic in her eyes is still there. At least she knows that she has to calm down first before we try to fix this.

"Are you better?" I ask carefully since Margot finally lets go of the paper bag. I was caressing her back not caring that the designed dress was uncomfortable on my palm.

"Let's just cancel the wedding," her voice was far too calmer than I would have liked.

"What?" Kitty gasped, and when I glared at her to keep quiet she pursed her lips together.

"You can't do that. Everyone is already out there—"

"How can I when nothing at this wedding is going how it should be!"

"It's just a couple—"

"A couple!" Margot voice raised into two octaves higher and it broke at the end, "I don't care about anything else but the photographer?! The most memorable day of my life wouldn't even be put in photo! What do you expect me to just be satisfied by people's phone camera."

"Well some camera's aren't as bad..." which I totally regret because that wasn't the most comforting words.

Margot started to hyperventilate again...

"Okay breath on the bag!" Kitty raises Margot's hand so the bag would cover her mouth again. "You aren't helping at all!" Kitty hissed at me angrily.

My mouth went agape in shock unsure how to take Kitty's comment. My younger sister just snapped at me.

"Don't just stand there! Do something!" Kitty orders me as she points at the door this time. "I'll take care of Margot."

When I just blinked, confused. There isn't much I can do. Margot's other bridesmaids are on the phone trying to figure out how to fix the mess that is this wedding.

It all started when the purple dyed roses that was supposed to be on the aisle came as blood red roses which totally doesn't match Margot's motif. She was smiling at first when she saw her bouquet but I could tell her eyes were shifting trying to calm herself.

Then bad things started to happen on top of the other, the caterer called saying that the iced mermaid that was supposed to go to the reception had melted because the freezer broke overnight.

Not ten minutes after that, the pianist that was supposed to do Margot's wedding entrance but for he came running to our room saying his wife is suddenly on labor and needed to go.

Then the cherry topping to all this mess, the photographer had fallen on a stair and landed on his head. He had a huge cut on his forehead and was bleeding all over the floor and his nice shirt when he told us that he can still take photos. I don't have to be a doctor to know that he needs stitches.

When the photographer left the room was when Margot broke down after one of her friends asked her if she was okay. She sputtered out everything she felt in out breath that I wasn't sure what to do but ask one of the Margot and Josh's friends to find Josh to tell him what is going on. Her best friend, Caitlin had left to see if she can call replacements for musicians or photographer.

So Kitty and I were left alone with our sister on the verge of a panic attack, now Kitty is mad at me because I just made it worse instead of helping.

This is what happens when Margot refused a wedding planner since she wanted to do it herself. If only Leah's aunt would have done this like i suggested, she's probably stitch the wound herself and others—

The knock at the door takes me from my thoughts to the problem at hand. Kitty narrows her eyes at me making me leave. I sigh, I totally forget that our baby sister isn't a baby anymore. She can handle Margot now while I have to figure out what to do to fix this and not cancel the wedding.

Peter was standing at the door, before he was able to say anything I threw my arms at him. "Hey, woah woah woah." since I went on about what just happened inside. He heavily places his hands on my shoulder and prying me away because I refused to let go of him.

"Baby," He grumbles since I was being stubborn. He lifts my chin to face him, "Breathe,"

And I swallowed hard then did as he instructed.

"Can I talk now?" He asked as lightly touched my hair to not disturb the style, he kissed my forehead when I nodded. "I saved the day," he mumbled.

"What?" I was confused.

He turns me and in the corner I could see Mark Tuan and Wendy Son. Wendy waves at me, as my eyes widens in shock. I wasn't sure how Peter saved the day but I quickly go up to Wendy, to give her a hug.

"Hey," I greeted, the hug was alot longer than I expected, maybe because I haven't seen Wendy for almost a year since Wendy's birthday last Febuary when they came up to visit us for a weekend in New York. I also give Mark a hug too. I miss Peter's super quiet friend.

"Don't believe Peter, because I saved the day and not him." Wendy rolls her eyes and gives Peter a judging look when he stands next to me.

"Well I called you, so that means—" Peter stopped when I put a hand on his chest. I am so not in the mood for games.

"What's going on?" I ask. I sort of have an inkling of what it is. I know, Mark is an excellent Pianist like amazing, he could have gotten in UVA in a music scholarship if he wanted it but he was taking Pre-law.

"Peter called me and asked if I could play for wedding," Mark speaks softly and he shrugs as if it isn't a big deal to drive from almost 40 minutes from UVA.

"And Peter told us what happened, and it just so happens that my cousin is in town to annoy me." Wendy says excitedly.

Two korean guys comes out from the corner, they were carrying huge shoulder bags which I'm sure is what I'm hoping it is. "You practically threatened me," the guy with two moles on his eye lids smiled at me while he was strictly looking at his cousin, I assume, said. "Seungwan-ah," He called Wendy by her korean name which means he was actually serious about the accusation.

The other guy had the most handsome features in a Korean guy I've ever seen. His smile made his eyes disappear, and wrinkles around his mouth showed. I've never found other guys attractive since I've been dating Peter but I do admit this guy is handsome. "Hello, my name is Jinyoung Park, and this is Jaebum Lim." He was polite enough to greet introduce himself and Wendy's cousin before finishing the conversation. He does have a slightly thick korean accent so I think they are visiting the US. He offers a handshake to me and Peter.

"You can call me JB." The other guy said and he also does the same.

Wendy was speaking in Korean to Jinyoung and from I understood is just ready to set up. Then to me, "JB and Jinyoung are like one of the best photographers in Korea."

"Animida," Jinyoung waves off the compliment then forgets that he isn't speaking in english, "No not all." He says it again and in english this this time, "We just enjoy what we do."

"Hajima," She told to Jinyoung to stop in korean. It's just Koreans are too humble to admit their talent when its really present. "Claim it, like Jaeboem-oppa." She said as she pushes her cousin playfully.

JB puts an arm around Jinyoung and takes his chin by his hand to make Jinyoung nod, "Of course, we aren't called JJproject for nothing." Which I assume is what their team is called.

"Hyung, kumane..." Jinyoung grumbles at JB saying enough in Korean, his ears are turning a shade of pink from embarrassment. "I will go set up," He ducks from JB's hold and bows at all of us before he heads to the chapel.

"He's a shy kid that's all, but he does most of the work. I take shots but he's more talented than me." JB says proudly about his friend. "Well, I better go help out. See yah," he gives us a quick salute to run after Jinyoung telling him to wait, "Yah Jinyoung-ah, katchiga!" (let's go together!)

I jump and hug Wendy happily. "Dear, god! Thank you so much!" The fact the the two guys speaks Korean my nana will have a great time just either listening to them or actually talk to them in her native tongue. I try to speak to her in Korean but my vocabulary empties out within an hour and I'd start speaking english again.

She hugs me back, "Well if you can ask your sister to maybe postpone about an hour the latest, Mark and I still needs to practice," She points at the guitar that Mark has on his back. They are both going to play! Which would sound much amazing than Margot had in planned...

"Yes ofcourse!" I grab Mark's hand and squeezes it too, thankful about it. He just nods then looks at Wendy. "Alright, we'll go."

Mark and Wendy walk hand in hand towards the chapel.

I felt Peter's arms around my waist, his lips on my shoulder. "Did I do well?" He whispers against my ear lightly bringing shivers down my spine to my fingertips.

I leaned on his chest and sighed in relief, "You did amazing, baby." I turn my head to kiss him on the side of his forehead. I moan escaped my lips when I felt him caressing my stomach, the side of ribs then just above my breast line. Peter really likes the feel of silk on me and if I don't stop him now, I wouldn't be able to focus. I take both his hands to halt his actions.

A whine of protest formed in his throat but he doesn't fight me but then he is trailing kisses on my neck, just below my earlobe. "They said we have an hour," he turns me so I'd face him. My chest to his, my body molded to curve to his, his free hands ran down from my back down to my butt, then he squeezes. "We can do alot in an hour, baby.." he pushes himself against me, and I can feel him, want me.

I swallowed hard, the angel and devil in me are battling to either give in or not. Oh I want to... so bad. I slightly life my chin my lips is a hair away from his, "Peter, I can't just leave now and not tell Margot how you saved the day." I hitched my leg to his since I know he is holding me and he wouldn't let us fall.

"Don't I get a reward for saving the day," his voice is hungry as his hands. Until recently, Peter's fetish with me in silk will always be a death for Peter.

I smile and then I crash my lips against him, he tries to kiss me passionately but I'm kissing him softly and tenderly. He groans in our kiss and sighs, when I giggle. Whatever thoughts he had a few seconds ago has shattered when I giggled. "You're killing me, Lara Jean." The thickness in his voice is hard to hide the annoyance he is feeling.

"I love you," I gave him tiny pecks of kisses on his mouth.

"I love you too," He has melted already and had forgotten his annoyance. I got Peter wrapped around my fingers, and I love it!

I stand properly, and wipe the lipstick I wore on his lips. It's not much unless you stand this close to him but I'm still paranoid. "Tonight, tonight. You can be the one the take my dress off," I pull at his lower lip much longer than needed. I know this isn't fair to hIm but I love getting him worked up like this.

He tightens his hold at my waist, "Say more things like that and you're not going anywhere." He raises an eyebrow at me playfully, a wicked grin formed on his lips.

"Jackson's bare ass." I say darkly, like it's some safe word.

And he lets go of me rather quickly, that I almost stumble back. "Fuck Lara Jean, way totally ruin the moment." He says angrily. He ran his hands through his hair not carrying if he's going against the style. He is trying to take that visual representation I just gave him.

I bite my lips trying not to laugh but some escapes making me sound like a trumpet.

"Go Lara Jean. Tell Margot about hour wait." He waves me off and was about to turn to leave me.

I take his hand and pout, I can't make him walk away from me like this. "Peter, I love you."

He rolls his eyes, "Yeah, Yeah," but his expression softens.

"Peter!" I stomp my foot like a toddler in a midst of a tantrum.

A smile cracked on his handsome face and sighs, "I love you too, babe." He's not annoyed anymore.

"Okay! I'll see you later." I want to kiss him but I don't. He's still has that image I gave him and he would be more irritated if I do kiss him.

I turn to walk towards the Bride's room, when I felt Peter takes my arm then pull me with such strength that I gasped in surprise and my body slams against his, but he was too fast he captured my lips in an open mouth kissed and his tongue swiped my bottom lip, and I moan into our kiss. I was about to touch his face but then he pulls away, before I get even get into our kiss and melt into his lips.

I was frozen there and I didn't even realize my back was against a wall, or else I would have fallen by how my knees had weakened. I stared at him blankly unsure why our kiss was abruptly ended, and when I saw his evil grin and that twinkle in his eye. This was payback, I'm left breathless against his assault leaving me for me but he was already an inch away from me—too far.

Without saying a word, he smiles and twist his heels to have his back on me, he starts to walk away.

"Peter?" My voice was weak.

He pauses, he turns his head slightly towards me and he grins playfully, "Laters," then, even as he walks off he raised his fist in the air like that trademark move from Breakfast club. While he leaves me where I stand still weak from his kiss.

Oh, Peter is sooooo going to get it later.

"So Margot first asked me to be her Maid of Honor, I first thought No, are you crazy! I can never be your standards of organized and planning." I said as a part of speech. I am obviously poking fun of how the wedding started a disaster, "Well seeing as Peter and I saved your the day then maybe I am more than capable of being well over your standards." I have been speaking for about a five now, and everything is a blur until two seconds ago. God i hate speaking in public. I just hope I did well.

As everyone laughed at my speech. Margot just glared at me and yells, haha funny Lara Jean. But I can hear the humor in her voice so I'm in the clear.

"Anyway, thank you for coming and to celebrate the union of Margot and Josh. So I would like to propose a toast to our newly wedded couple, I wish you all the happiness in the world and to one of the many of the night, Kiss!" I click my glass and everyone else follows, no one has done that yet tonight though and I'm the first.

They kiss, a sweet peck on the lips.

"Cheers to Margot and Josh." And everyone followed.

"I also want to play this song for Josh's and Margot's first dance as Mr and Mrs Sanderson, because I know she would love to give you this song too if she was here with us. Well, I know Mom is watching us from heaven and will agree to me as I say, You look Wonderful Tonight Margot as I dare say the most beautiful bride there is." My voice breaks at the end as I mentioned Mom, and the song plays as well.

Josh takes the teary eyed Margot, hand to lead her on the dance floor.

My eyes found Peter and he was smiling at me. It was dark and I can't barely see but he mouths something, i read as "You okay?" And I nod to this, because I am.

Another song plays, The Way You Look Tonight and now people are joining the bride and groom. Peter stands up from where he was sitting to probably head towards me but then Kitty runs up to him to make him dance with her instead.

He looks at me for help and I just shrug. He can't say no to Kitty anyway. So it doesn't matter. Kitty leads Peter to the dance floor and they awkwardly slow danced. It's funny to see yet so adorable.

I felt a soft tap on my shoulder, Noah Drake, my little sister's boyfriend, offers a hand to dance with me. The kid smiles at me, "Lara Jean want to dance?"

I take his hand and nods, "Sure, but I can't promise I'm as good as a dancer as Kitty."

"Trust me, my feet still hurts from when Kitty stepped on my foot in my senior prom." Noah cringes at the memory.

"Ah," I laughed. Okay, none of the Covey's can dance well, the better one of us is Margot.

I put my hand on Noah's shoulder, while Noah hesitates to rest his hand above my waist. "Peter's not going to kill me if I have my hand here right?" He asks nervously.

I chuckled and I pushed his hand on my back. "I'll save you." As we started to sway to the music. I like Noah, he's a really sweet kid and really cares for Kitty. Though I am delighted to say that this boy is the only one who doesn't let Kitty get what she wants, kitty's already got everyone wrapped around her fingers anyways so it's a nice to have someone to keep Kitty on her toes.

I think that's why Kitty really likes him because he keeps her grounded. They have been dating for two years now. Noah is smiling at me but he would be looking at my sister who is laughing with Peter.

"You really like Kitty, don't you?" And I regretted that question as soon as it comes out of my lips. I shouldn't have said the word like because the expression on Noah's face changed quickly. He was offended by my statement

"I love Kitty," He tells me. I can see the determination in his eyes trying to prove to me that his words are true. The feelings of love that only a teenage boy can have. It reminded me of how Peter looked at me when we were this young. Nostalgia hits me.

I pursed my lips, "I'm sorry Noah, I didn't mean to offend you." I squeezed his shoulder. "I don't doubt your feelings for Kitty, it's just I keep forgetting that she's not that baby my parents brought home anymore, she's a young lady now."

"Yeah," and he gets me because he has a little sister too. Eventually he'll know what I truly feel. "But we have been dating for two years now though," and he looks at me knowingly, like I should understand him more than anyone because I was his age when I was with Peter, and Peter and I are still together.

Oh teenage love, and the promise of tomorrow. I shouldn't poke fun at it though because that's how Peter and mine's love was. It started off to that and bloomed into what we have now. "Yeah, time flies so fast." Because it seemed only yesterday when my fifteen year old sister called me saying that she just had her first kiss and she wasn't sure if laughing at his face was a normal reaction.

"Yeah, I don't know why she thought it was funny," Noah blushes when I mention it to him. Kitty may not have been his first kiss but she's his second girlfriend. So it might be why he's awkward. "Though, I was staring at her lips the whole entire time." Noah admitted. They went out to dinner, and when Noah dropped her off at the house, he just awkwardly started at Kitty for a good minute then leaned to kiss her.

"Don't worry, it's a good story to tell in the future," I playfully pinch Noah's cheek then he was horrified afterwards.

"What are you doing to my boyfriend?" Kitty demanded as she interjected our dance.

Noah shakes his head slightly begging for me to stay quiet. "It's between me and my god." I tease Kitty and I stepped away from Noah.

Kitty rolls her eyes, "Whatever. You'll tell me." She glares at Noah.

Noah grins at Kitty, "Nope." He says simply then pulls Kitty for a dance.

I was waiting for Peter but I saw him dancing with Margot. So when I felt a tap on my arm, I knew it was Josh. "Dance with me, Lara Jean?"

"Thought you'd never ask." And it was much easier and less weird dancing with Josh. Maybe because Josh is my age and not four years younger than me.

We were dancing sharing a nice comfortable silence until we both saw Kitty and Noah kiss. We both shivered hoping not to see that, and we laughed. "Jeez, I keep forgetting Kitty's not a kid anymore." Josh said.

I sigh, "I know. She's eighteen, and she's starting college next week!" Kitty is growing up in our eyes and we're all refusing to see it because she's our baby girl, the baby girl who is going to be a freshman in college at UVA.

He nods and continues to dance. "That was a really nice speech Lara Jean, thank you." Josh complimented for the speech that I thought was a mess.

I blush, then a question comes to mind. "Josh, I never got to ask but what made you propose to Margot after a month of being together?"

Josh grins, "That speech that Margot gave you the night she asked you to be your maid of honor. That was mine."

I almost tripped my own feet when he said that, "What?"

"Well not really, the way she said it to you was more beautifully worded than what I told her. I mean at first she freaked out when I proposed, but I convinced her to marry me by telling her the reason why I moved to Philadelphia was to win her back."

I knew it. There was no way Margot would have said yes to that proposal immediately. I just listened to him, he said that after being with his girlfriend for two years before Margot he never understood why he never saw himself married to this girl. She was expecting it but he just didn't love her enough, it was only until he found out that Margot has been single for over a year had he realized who he truly wanted to be with.

"I held on to her saying that someday we'd be together alot stronger than I anticipated, maybe because I never really got to grieve my break up with Margot as I should have, I was waiting that we'd get back together before she left for Scotland. Then when she didn't I did sort of but at that time I was confused."

And I knew what he was talking about, "The letter," I mumble just enough for him to hear.

"Yep," but there was no bad emotion to it, it was just a statement admitting that it's what happened. It has been years already, everyone is over it but it still doesn't mean it didn't happen. "Guess your Letters brought one more couple together."

And I smile, i guess after all this time that letter kept Josh and Margot together even if they only subconsciously knew about it until a year ago. "I am happy for the both of you."

"You and Peter are next I'm sure." Josh says.

"Better be, I am going to shoot Peter on the foot if Kitty gets married before me." And as I joked, i regretted it immediately. The thought of Kitty getting married is far too of a scary thought and seeing Josh's expression, he is thinking the same too.

"Can I have my husband back?" I hear Margot's voice behind me, thankfully finishing off the conversation we have before I start to say things that is going to terrify me even more.

My heart jump happily when I saw Peter standing beside Margot. I instinctively smile at my handsome boyfriend. He is so breathtaking in his tux, it takes everything in me from now kissing him right here and now. "Hi," I say to Peter.

"Alright, she's totally forgotten about you, let's go husband." Margot says as she swipes her husband from me.

"Okay, wife." And they are gone somewhere in the dance floor, while Peter and I are just standing there watching each other like we're the only people in the room.

Then, our song played. This moment right here brings me to Leah and Gavin's wedding. I step into his arms, I kiss him lightly when I saw him about to speak. "You can't keep bringing up wanting to marry me every wedding we go to."

He raises an eyebrow and chuckles, "This is the second wedding we went to, Lara Jean."

I rest my cheek on his chest, when I felt his hands on my back pulling me close to him. Our hands tangled together, infront of me. "I know, but I can hear you thinking."

He plants a soft kiss on my temple, "How about this, you look beautiful tonight."

I smile and close my eyes feeling chest rise and fall from him breathing. "That's much better."

He brings our hands to his lips and kisses my knuckles, "That I love you."

"Much, much better."

"That's all you can say?" He whispers against my ear.

"I love you," I turn to face him, and I met his gaze. I lift myself so my lips would meet his. "How about that?"

I can feel his lips form a smile, "Much, much better," he repeats what I say a while ago, and he kisses me again affectionately.

"Madeline Camilla," Leah says to me as she carefully sets tiny Madeline into my arms. Little Madeline has dark blonde hair like Gavin's but her eyes are as light as Leah's. She's an exact replica of Leah, and Gavin refused to be reminded of that. "Maddie for short."

"Hello, Maddie." I coo the baby in my arm, I'm slowly swaying back and forth. She's so tiny I hold tightly afraid she'd slip in my arms. She's only two months, I saw her when she was born since Brandy and I drove down to see Leah when she had Maddie. She still didn't have a name then, Leah only called her Girl for the weekend we were there.

"She's so tiny," Peter grumbles to himself as he lightly holds Maddie's arm. She was slightly fussing in my arms, probably uncomfortable with the way I'm holding her. I'm not used to babies, the only baby I encountered is Kitty and that was eighteen years ago.

"You want to hold her?" Leah offered.

Peter back up immediately terrified of the idea, "No I think I'm good."

Leah rolls her eyes while I just laughed at my boyfriend. He was only four years old when Owen was born, so he is as clueless as I am.

"Seriously it's fine, for practice in the future." Gavin said calmly.

I widen my eyes and shake my head. I'm not even engaged much less ready for a baby. Gosh... I feel my arms sweating now, and it doesn't help that Maddie is moving and whining in my arms now.

"Gavin, I haven't even told them yet." Leah glares at her husband.

"Tell us what?" I ask, but Leah was looking at Peter.

Peter blinked confused, "What?"

"Well, Gavin and I was going to ask you to be Maddie's godfather." Leah asks.

"Me? Why me?" Peter stumbles in his words, he was really taken a back by this and hopes he was just hearing things.

"Because you are one of our bestfriends Peter, we trust you with Maddie. And besides, with you as the godfather makes Lara Jean the co-grandparent." Leah said with a smile as she places a hand on arm.

"Who is her godmother?" I ask, it's obviously not me since the way she said co-grandparent means it's just cause I'm Peter's girlfriend.

Leah has the most amusing look in her face when she says, "Brandy."

"Does she know this yet?" I ask trying to suppress a smile. The two people she asks to be godparents are the most unlikely to have any idea what to do with a kid, well Brandy is more clueless than Peter. I think Peter will do well, he's just scared.

"No, I'm telling her once she comes down with Jackson."

"She's going to kill you," i tease Leah.

Leah shrugs and kisses her daughter's tiny arms, "She'll live."

"Do you wanna hold Maddie, babe?" I ask Peter since he was just staring at Maddie trying to process that he might be a guardian to Maddie if emergency things happen.

"She doesn't bite, man." Gavin gives Peter a encouraging slap on the back.

"Ah, sure." Thought Peter is too nervous to even say no.

Leah carefully takes Maddie from my arms, while Gavin teaches Peter how to have his arms. "Okay, here she goes." Then Maddie is in his arms.

Peter holding little Maddie is such an adorable sight that even Leah sees this too since she already took a picture of godfather and goddaughter.

And I was right, Peter is such a natural at this even if he isn't trying. Maddie is already snuggled into his arms perfectly that she didn't even fuss at all like she did with me. I look up at Peter and he looks at me, he smiles nervously. "Am I holding her right?"

I nod, "She's already sleeping," I point out since Maddie's eyes were slowly closing. I almost bit my lip when a small smile formed on the little one's lips.

"Im going go cook us dinner," Leah said then she grabs Gavin with her to the kitchen, leaving us alone with Maddie.

Peter was swaying back and forth, and finally Maddie has fallen asleep, he just watches her intently. After a few seconds he whispers to me, "I want one."

I look at him, my eyebrows met. "One what?"

He chuckles, "This, I want one with you."

I roll my eyes, trying to ignore that butterflies in my stomach or the fact that my heart is jumping up and down my chest. "You have to marry me first, Kavinsky before that happens."

He smiles at me and nods. "Okay."

"Okay?" I wasn't sure what he means by this but he better not mean right now, or I'll kick him.

"Okay, I'll do that and you can give me five boys." He teases totally still reminding me of my panic many years ago.

I almost laughed out loud but stopped abruptly when Maddie stirred from the noise. "Not all at once. Besides, I can't promise you that. Covey's only produces girls remember?"

He shrugs, "How about we plan for three, if the third one isn't a boy we stop trying."

He sounds so serious that I'm starting to feel my palms sweat. Are we really talking about how many kids we'd have? We haven't had this serious talk before and it's making me giddy. I can't be this excited, not just yet. I want to finish my PhD first before I'd have kids. Mom didn't get to finish hers after Kitty's. "As I said, marry me first Peter. Then we'd talk."

"I heard you the first time," then he leans closer and sticks out his lip for a kiss since he really can't move anywhere while holding Maddie. So I obliged and gave him a soft kiss, "I will marry you, and we will have three kids."

And I don't answer to this but I am smiling like an idiot as if I am floating on cloud. The image of me and Peter married, with little Peters or Little LJ replicas running around comes to me, and it seems much closer and clearer now than it ever did in the past seven years we've been together.

And I'm actually looking forward to it...

A/N:

OMGGG THIS CHAPTER WAS SO HARD TO WRITE BECAUSES idk lol maybe of the new story that popped into my head that I had to write check out One Last Night (hahahah shameless plug! Oi, it's a totally different story okay? Don't worry! Its just got the same characters but that's it)

Im sorry, i promise Peter isn't a pervert hahaha or LJ isn't. A sex fiend but they are in their late mid 20s so they can have those thoughts without feeling guilty. As i was writing this, I didn't realize Kitty is 18... i kept counting and I'm like OMMMMMMG! Seriously? The reason why LJ is freaking out is coz I AM! Lol

Awww Baby Maddie helping Peter realizing something... i swear Leah and Gavin are like diabolical! I need friends like that. Hahahahah sneaky bastards hahahah

I hope you like this chapters guys! I enjoyed writing this. I did it since alot of people was asking Margot and Josh to get back together, i mean like the jackson and brandy thing I didn't really see it that way. So i yaay! I listened see! It just shows how much I read and love all your comments as you love my story! So keep up the reviews okay? Even if i take 2 weeks to update hahahah lets give this story 1k reviews? Can you guys do it? Hahahahha i trust in you guys!

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