Ashlynn and Drew walked into the wedding boutique, hand and hand. Ashlynn had finally been able to talk Drew into helping her with the wedding stuff. He thought that she would be able to do all of it by her self, but she didn't seem to want to.
Ashlynn just wanted Drew to have what he wanted at the wedding as well. Not knowing what he was getting himself into, he agreed to go with her.
"Hello, what can I help you two with?" The women that was working in the store asked.
"Actually, we need some help planning our wedding and the last wedding planner that I had, didn't exactly agree with the way that I wanted my wedding." Ashlynn said.
"Ok, well you came to the right place." She smiled, having the two sit down.
Drew and Ashlynn had decided on their flower choices, the date, and where it was going to be. The wedding planner gave them some 'homework' and that was to get their invitation list and a seating chart under ways.
The two sat at the table in the dinning room at Ashlynn's house, trying to figure out who all they where going to invite. They wanted a small wedding, but with all of the family that they both had, they didn't see it happening.
"I don't think that both of our families are going to be able to fit in the same place." Ashlynn smiled.
"Why do you say that?" He asked.
"It's nothing personal, I just don't think that our whole families would be able to fit in this state." She smiled.
"I love you." He smiled.
"I love you too."
"I'd hope so, seeing as that we are getting married." He smiled.
"I know. I'm so ready for my last name to be McIntyre." She smiled.
"I am too, Mrs. Ashlynn Marie McIntyre." He smiled.
"I like the sound of that." She smiled.
"So do I, baby."
"Drew! Hurry up or we're going to be late." Ashlynn yelled.
"You can't rush perfection."
"My parents are going to whine about this forever. They are already mad at me because they haven't met you and we are getting married." She said.
"Do they know about the baby?"
"No, I couldn't tell them about the baby. They are mad enough at me about not meeting them."
Drew smiled as he walked down the stairs, he was wearing dress pants and button up shirt with a sports jacket on top. "Babe, I can't get my tie to work." He smiled.
Ashlynn let out a small sigh and began to fix his tie, "You know, by the time that the wedding is here, you are going to have to know how to do this." She smiled.
"I love that dress." He smiled at her. Ashlynn was wearing a strapless floral print dress with a sweetheart neck. It cut about mid thigh.
"I'm glad, now lets go." She smiled, pulling him out the door.
Ashlynn, Drew and her parents sat at a table in one of the close by restaurant. "So, Drew, you never thought to ask me for my permission to marry my daughter." He said.
"Dad!" Ashlynn scolded.
"Well, I don't want him to think that he is more important than anyone else. Your sister's husband asked for my permission."
"Well, Sir, I'm sorry that I didn't ask for permission." Drew said.
"Well, it's never too late." He said.
"That's enough, Bill." Sherry, Ashlynn's mother said.
Ashlynn smiled, watching Drew and her parents talk. She knew that her dad didn't like Drew too much, but he was just going to have to deal because he was the love of her life, "Do you think that we should tell them?" Drew whispered in her ear.
"I'm scared." She whispered.
"I'll tell them?" He suggested.
"You can, if you dare." She smiled.
Ashlynn's mother cocked an eyebrow at her, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong. We have to tell you guys something but we don't know exactly how to tell you." Ashlynn said, looking down as Drew put his hand on her knee.
"What is it?" Bill asked, looking over at her.
"I- We're expecting a baby." She said, afraid of what her father was going to say.
"What do you mean?" Bill asked.
"I mean that I'm pregnant, daddy." She said, finally looking up to see the look on his face. His whole face was turning red, she knew that he would be mad, but she didn't think that he would show it.
"You knocked my daughter up?" He yelled at Drew.
"This is why we weren't going to tell you, Mom, I'll call you. Drew, I think that we should leave now." She said, a tear falling.
Drew sighed and helped her up, wrapping an arm around her waist and guiding her through the restaurant.
"Well, that didn't go as planned." Drew laughed, looking over at her.
"I'm sorry that my dad was such a jerk. If I'd known that he was going to act that way, I wouldn't have said anything."
"I know. Now, all we have to do is to tell my parents." He smiled, placing a kiss on her forehead.
