Bad news. My laptop has got a virus. So now I have to use my mom or my brothers computers. So I don't have any of the next chapters I have writen for any of my fics. Its really depressing. Lol. Anyway, if this chapter has a lot of spelling mistakes, I'm sorry. I don't have spell check on here.
It has been a month and a half since we were married. Pete is home from the US tour. He leaves for the over seas tour in a few months, which is pretty much going to suck. I hate being away from him. Married life has been wonderful though. The gossip magazines have only been talking about us. There are lots of different stories going around about why we got married. None of those tabloids say we've gotten married simply 'cause we love each other. In this industry it is hard for people to see that people do get married out of love. But frankly, I don't care anymore. Today Pete and I have to go do an interview. Everyone wants a interview, but we said that Ryan Seacrest is the only one who is going to get it. We are actually on our way to the studio right now to do that on air interview. Pete looks cuter than ever. He's wearing a V-neck shirt with a hoodie over it of course. But he left it unzipped just enough for me to see his chest. I am wearing a simple pair of jeans with one of Pete's "crossword" tank tops from the new Clandestine line.
Pete pulled the car to a stop, looked at over at me and said, "Ready to do this?"
I gave him a smiled and a nod. "Of course."
He let him self out of the car and came over to my door and opened it for me. We walked into the studio hand in hand.
Once inside Ryan sat us down and got us all wired up right. "Are you two ready? We're going on live in about 2 minutes."
"Yeah, man." Pete said.
"Alright we're going live now." Ryan put 3 fingers in the air and counted down. "I'm sitting here with newlyweds Pete and Peyton Wentz. How are you guys?" He asked.
"We're good. Life has been good since a month ago." Pete answered.
"How's married life been?" He asked.
"Well I just got home from Fall Out Boy's tour about a week ago, so we haven't really had a chance to experience any of married life yet, but from what we have been able to its amazing." Pete squeezed my hand.
"Yeah, plus its not really that different. We lived together for what, a year before we even got married. The only thing that has really changed is my last name. Still getting use to writing Wentz on things." I stated.
"So I just have to ask this 'cause it has been going around, are you or are you not pregnant?" Ryan asked.
Pete and I both smiled. "I am not. We don't plan on having kids for awhile. I'm still in college and Pete's busy with touring now. It just wouldn't be a good time. Plus we want to enjoy married life without a kid screaming every minute." I told him.
"You're like 18 right?" Ryan asked.
I smiled. "I actually just turned 19."
"That's kind of young to be married don't you think?" He asked.
I nodded. "It is a young age to decide to get married. But we love each other so much it just seemed like the right thing to do."
Ryan nodded. "So why didn't you guys have a big wedding?" He asked.
Pete cleared his throat. "We actually had a fight about a week before we got married that sent Peyton back to her dad's house in Tree Hill, when she came home to make up I was already gone on tour. She came out to one of our shows and we were laying in bed after watching Wanted, we kissed and I looked at her and just asked "will you marry me?" Luckily she said yes." Pete took a breath. "We wanted to get married right away but I had tour dates every night for a month so we just looked at each other and the next thing you knew we were in a chapel saying vows."
I smiled. "We are actually going to have a ceremony for our parents soon. I still feel bad that they weren't there."
"You guys haven't even had a chance to have a honeymoon have you?" Ryan asked.
"Not yet. We are planning on going somewhere after we have the ceremony for our parents." Pete told Ryan.
"Yeah, maybe Jamaica." I threw in with a smile.
"Wow. Well congratulations. I wish you two the best with everything."
"Thank man." Pete said.
Once in the car we looked at each other and sighed.
"Those baby questions were killing me." Pete said.
"I know. But we knew that he was going to ask about that." I said.
Pete leaned over and kissed me. "I know, but I still didn't like them."
I smiled and put my hand on my stomach. "Well we kept it a good secret though. We avoided the baby well."
Pete smiled as he put his hand on my stomach over my hand. "I still can't believe we are going to be parents."
I grinned from ear to ear. "Me either."