Damian's POV

I groan as the sunlight slips into Y/N's and my bedroom. Y/N groans lightly beside me as she pulls the blankets over her face.

"Who turned on the sun?" y/n whines.

I chuckled, "I think her name is Mother Nature," I said, ducking under the blankets. She turned to look at me. "I know she can be a bitch. But we better get up." I pressed a kiss to her forehead as she rolled to face me. She buried her face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her.

"Why couldn't she leave the sun off a little longer?" she whines as she buries her face into my chest and wraps her arms around my torso.

"You have never been a morning person, y/n," I laughed lightly, kissing the top of her head as I rub her back.

"No," she pouts into my chest. "Besides, we didn't get home until after one."

I chuckled lightly. "I know," I said as I buried my face into the top of her head after placing a kiss on the top of her head. "Maybe we can catch a few more z's in."

"That would be nice, but we do have to continue the story," she murmured into my chest.

I chuckled more as she lifts her head up. Her chin resting on my chest "You're enjoying this walk down memory lane huh?" I asked pressing a quick kiss to her lips. Her grin told me everything I needed to know.

"I mean we have so many stories to share. Of course, some of them are more just for us like the scare we had in 2005" she says as I see the worry pass over her face again. "Of course you were there for me, but," I place a finger to her lips, hushing her.

"Shh. I know. And okay, so our lives would have been different, but honestly, amor, it would never change how much I love you. So we would have been parents," I shrug lightly. "And I probably would have been a bouncer or something along those lines." I reach up, brushing the hair from her face as I press another kiss to her lips. "Do you wanna talk about it? It might help.

Tears fill her eyes as she shakes her head 'yes'. "It might help," she murmured softly.

"Okay, so we talk about it. What do you want to talk about?" I asked, shifting to my back while still holding y/n close.

"Luis. I-no. I would have made sure that you continued your dream. Just because I would have been expecting doesn't mean you would have had to give up your dream," she said as she nestled into my chest.

"Babe, do you remember how I struggled while I was independent?" She nods. "I would have needed a steady income, and being away from you while you were expecting? No bueno. I wouldn't have done it and couldn't have done it." My hand instinctively moved to her stomach and rested on it. "You would have been expecting my son or daughter."

She tilted her head up, resting it on my shoulder. "So if I had been expecting a child, what would you have wanted? A son to carry on the Martinez name or a daughter?"

I chuckle lightly, "I don't know, but either way, the baby would have been a piece of you and a piece of me." I smile as my fingertips ghost over her stomach. "Y/N, I have been in love with you since I was seventeen. Had we created a life on June twenty fifth two thousand and five, I would have been over the moon."

She blushes lightly "But still I would have wanted you to continue your dreams of being a wrestler," she rolled to her stomach. My hand naturally rests on her ass cheek cupping it "Had we been expecting a little one we would have figured it out because I'm pretty sure your family and mine would have jumped in to help."

"I'm sure they would have," I smile. "Especially mama. She's already an amazing grandma to Tanya's kids. So no doubt she would have been a wonderful grandma to our child. It's funny, you know, nearly twenty years later, I still remember what was running through my mind as we waited for the results of the test."

"What was that?" y/n asked as she rested her cheek on her hand that was on my pec. She looked up at me. "Because I had some thoughts that weren't panicking."

"A few things. I did imagine dropping to one knee right there and asking for your hand," I said "That's one I regret just not doing even though the test was negative. I should have just asked you to marry me that day," I smile as I move my hand to the small of her back. I caress her lower back with the side of my thumb.

"I would have said yes by the way," she informed me.

I felt my cheeks warm, so I knew I was blushing. "I know that now. Back then, I was so scared, I would screw something up that I didn't. Anyway, I also sat there thinking if I was going to be a daddy, I wouldn't want to do it with anyone else but you, y/n." She smiles softly.

"And I wouldn't have wanted to be a mommy with anyone else but you, Luis," she smiles reaching up and cupping my cheek.

I took her hand in mine, kissing the palm of it before lacing our fingers. "But had we been expecting a baby, I imagined a little girl with your smile and your kind green eyes. I know she would have had me wrapped around her little finger, much like you do." I press a kiss to her pulse point on her wrist.

"I could picture a little boy. He would have your grin and gorgeous chocolate brown eyes and be like you in every way possible. And much like you do, he would have held the key to my heart," she said, looking at me as she moved up, pressing a kiss to my lips. I wrapped my arm around her as she held my face. I deepened the kiss.

Y/N moves on top of me, breaking the kiss. She looks into my eyes as she tucks her hair behind her ear. She bites her lip as I cup her cheek. She nuzzles against my hand.

"Te amo mucho, mi esposa hermosa." I said as tears sprung to my eyes.

"Te amo mi maravilloso esposo," she whispers before pressing a kiss to my lips. I ran my fingers into her hair as I deepened the kiss. She broke the kiss a few moments later. "What would you think if we tried for a baby?"

"At forty-two?" I asked as I saw the tears spill over and down her cheeks.

She nods slightly "If you don't want to," she whispers lightly "I mean," I stop her by kissing her and cupping her face.

"I would love nothing more than making and having a baby with you," I said "But is it safe?"

"We can talk with my gynecologist," she said as she lays her head down on my chest as she continued to lie on top of me. Her head on my chest as I absentmindedly play with her hair.

"We can," I said "But when?"

"I can call and make an appointment to see if it's safe. To see if I can carry to term," she murmured as she absentmindedly drew hearts on my pec.

I smiled softly. "Then once we get the green light?" I said.

"If we get the green light, we start trying. If it doesn't happen," I felt her lips curve into a smile, "It's not a bad thing because making love is our favorite pastime anyways."

I laughed heartily. "I mean you do have me there," I said.

She picked her head up. A smile spread across her face "We could always just practice too," she giggles lightly as I brought her to my lips.

"No time like the present to start practicing," I said intertwining my fingers into her hair as the kiss turns passionate fast. Our tongues twisting and turning together.

She broke the kiss, sitting up on her knees on either side of my waist. She smiles at me as she crosses her arms to take off her shirt. Then we hear a crash and swear words drifting from downstairs.

"That didn't sound good," she said looking at me.

I agreed, and we both got up, racing downstairs, taking them two at a time. We ran into the kitchen. I stopped Y/N from running by throwing my arm out to stop her. Our glass-top kitchen table was shattered into a million pieces. Demi stood there in shock, panting her face, while Matt stood with an equally shocked expression, a frying pan and food at his feet.

"What the fuck happened?!" I asked.

"I had made breakfast and was putting the frying pan onto the table. The handle broke and down it went. It hit the table and the table imploded," Matt explains.

"No one was hurt?" asked y/n.

"No we are all good. Dogs are in the living room eating their breakfast," said Demi "And we will replace the table."

"Don't worry about that right now," I said "We have to clean this mess up," I gesture as I push y/n behind me "Let's go get dressed and some shoes on."

Y/N nodded before Demi held up a hand. "Wait!" she exclaimed.

"What?" I asked.

"This won't affect the barbecue story?" she looked like a little kid who was just told they were on Santa's naughty list.

Y/N began giggling, making me chuckle. "No. We promise. It will be a little delayed today," I said, turning and ushered Y/N forward by the small of her back. "Vamos, amor."

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After cleaning the kitchen and making sure all the glass was cleaned up, Matt and I took the base of the table out to the garage. I had talked to my buddy and he said he would be able to fix the table. Since the base is intact, he would look for a glass top first thing Monday since today was a Saturday.

"Okay," I said as we all sat around the media room. Luckily, y/n had some TV trays so we could eat breakfast, which y/n ordered from hers and my favorite little cafe. They had stellar smoothies and some pretty amazing breakfast pizza. So as we settled in to eat that, we figured we would begin the story: "Now the barbecue was held at my Pops' place."

"Yeah that's why the Fitzpatricks weren't invited. Pops never liked them," y/n added as she grabbed my smoothie, taking a quick drink from it. I raised an eyebrow and she grinned at me. She knew full well that grin could allow her to get away with anything from me.

We had soft music playing in the background. (I Love You) For Sentimental Reasons by Nat King Cole serenaded us.

"Ironically, this song is what woke us up that Sunday, July third, two thousand and five," I said.

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Sunday, July 3, 2005

(I Love You) For Sentimental Reasons woke y/n up first. She sighed contently beside me as I was awoken by a gentle kiss to the cheek. I smile as my eyes flutter open. They fell to y/n and she smiled at me.

"Buenos días Luis," she said softly as I reached up, tucking her hair behind her ear before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"Buenos días y/n," I said cupping her cheek as she nuzzles into my hand.

"Your pops is playing Nat King Cole again," she said, moving closer to me.

"Yeah. It's Sunday. Easy listening morning," I said as she snuggled into me.

"Can we get up and dance?" she murmured into my chest.

"Where? Here?" I asked stupidly.

"No, Luis, on the roof," she giggled as she pulled back to look at me.

I chuckled, "Okay. Stupid question. But yes," as I moved to get up. I stood and held my hand out to her. "¿Puedo tener este baile?"

"Sí," she smiles as she takes my hand and gets out of bed. I spin her to me and we begin dancing. "This is such a pretty song."

She looks up at me. Our eyes meeting and the world stood still as we danced to the old standard. As the song turns to The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra. Y/N grins as I continue to dance with her.

"One more dance," I pout.

"Okay," she said as I attempted to do a spin forgetting about the rug by my bed. We got tangled in it and we both fell to the bed with me on top of y/n. Y/N began giggling as she looked up at me. "Smooth move Martínez. What do you call that?" she teased me.

"The um uh," I stutter as This Guy Is In Love With You by Steve Tyrell started. I blush as she cupped my cheek. Her eyes meeting mine.

"It's fine," she whispers as she nuzzles her nose against mine "But um maybe you should get off me now."

"Oh. Right," I blush as I quickly got up.

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After dressing, we came downstairs to the melodic melody of Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley.

Pops was busily making salads for the barbecue.

"Hola Señor Martínez," y/n smiles as we walked into the kitchen.

"Buenos días chicos," he smiled as At Last by Etta James began.

"Is there anything we could help with?" I asked.

"Yes. Wrapping the silverware in a napkin," he nodded to the table where red, blue and white silverware and napkins sat along with an empty stars and stripes basket.

"We can do that," y/n smiles as we walked over to the kitchen table. I held a chair for y/n as she sat. "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole began as I slipped into the chair beside her. "Señor Martinez?"

"Yes y/n?" he asked.

"What started easy listening Sundays?" she asked.

Pops chuckled, "It actually started with Luis's sister Tanya. When she was really little and sometimes wouldn't go down for her nap, Diana and I would play all the old standards and easy listening songs. It continued with Luis for the first few months of his life until he, Diana, and Tanya moved back to Puerto Rico."

"Oh," y/n looked like she shouldn't have brought it up.

"Don't worry about it y/n," I whisper.

"Luis is right. Don't worry yourself. I just continued it to soothe my soul," said Pops.

"Mama actually did it in Puerto Rico too," I said as "These Arms Of Mine" by Otis Redding began. "Probably what started my love of music."

Y/N laughs lightly, "How do you go from Otis Redding to Metallica and Killswitch Engage?" she asked, looking at me.

"I still love the standards. I just happen to be a metal head," I explained as my hand brushes against Y/N's as we put a set of utensils and a napkin in the basket at the same time. I blush as "Put Your Head On My Shoulder" by Paul Anka began. Y/N quickly looks away as she started her next set of utensils.

"We can change the music," offers Pops "I know you brought some cds."

I looked over my shoulder at Pops, feeling both thankful and a bit shocked.

"Señor Martínez y-y-y-you don't have to do that," stammers y/n.

"I don't mind," he smiles as he goes to his CD player. He took out his CDs and placed in some of y/n's that Misty had burned for her. He pressed the button and the tray slid back into the machine. This I Promise You by NSYNC began. He smiles at us, "Oh this is pretty."

Y/N blushes lightly as I looked at her with a smile "Um it's This I Promise You by NSYNC," y/n smiles "It's actually one of my favorite songs."

"Well I like it," Pops proclaimed.

I looked at Pops and he smiled at me. He mimes to me to ask y/n to dance. I mouthed no to him. He persisted and again I mouthed no. He gave me a stern look as 'of course' y/n's song from when she was in love with the boys from Boston, Please Don't Go Girl by New Kids on the Block began. Pops again gestures for me to ask y/n to dance. I concede.

"Y/N would you dance with me?" I asked.

Y/N is a bit taken aback. "Now?" she asked.

"Hey. We danced upstairs to Nat King Cole," I said.

Y/N blushes lightly "I remember," she whispered.

"Come on. Dance with me," I nudge her lightly as I stand offering her my hand as she already owned my heart.

She took my hand and rose to her feet. I walked her to the middle of the kitchen where there was room. I took her into my arms.

"Remember us doing this at thirteen?" she asked as we sway to the song. Every once in a while I added a turn.

"We were practicing for our first boy girl party that was happening for Angie's fourteenth birthday. And we knew there was going to be slow dancing," I smile.

"I think we were both nervous," she said as I looked down at her.

"I got a secret," I whispered as she raised an eyebrow.

"And that is?" she asked quietly.

"I'm as nervous now as I was back then," I admit as I'll Be Loving You (Forever) by New Kids on the Block began.

She smiles softly as she cups my cheek and caresses it gently with the side of her thumb "Don't be nervous Luis," she murmured quietly "It's just me."

"That's why I am nervous," I said, my emotions choking me.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because you are you," I said.

She stood on tiptoe, cupping one of my cheeks while kissing the other as 'My Favorite Girl' by New Kids on the Block began making y/n giggle.

"Misty really found New Kids on the Block, huh?" she asked.

I chuckled and nod "Yeah she did," I said spinning her as we dance to the faster pace song.

"But we should probably finish the task your Pops assigned to us," she said, touching my bicep as 'Since You Walked Into My Life' once again by New Kids on the Block began.

"One more dance?" I request.

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"Hold on," said Demi making Matt groan.

"What?" I asked.

"What happened to your Pops during this time?" asked Demi.

"Well actually.."

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"Sure," smiles y/n "Is that okay Señor Mar-Luis where is your pops?"

I turn and Pops had disappeared as had the salads he had been making.

"I-I-I honestly don't know," I said "POPS?!" I call out. He reappears from the backyard.

"Oh. There you are," said y/n "Once we finish the utensils is there anything else we can do to help?" she sat before beginning to

"Is everything okay?" he asked. "You two look shaken up."

"We are fine. We just were confused as to where you went," I said.

"Sorry I didn't tell you two. It's just you two look so cozy and sweet dancing and talking, that I didn't want to disturb you," said Pops.

"Well thanks Pops" I said with a smile "We did have fun dancing."

Y/N smiles softly "We did. And reminiscing," she said looking at me.

"Plenty of reminiscing," I said, as "I Can't Do It Without You" by Joey McIntyre plays.

"I definitely love walks down memory lane, especially when it's with you," y/n smiles softly at me as "Walk Me Home" by Mandy Moore begins to play, and y/n starts singing the song softly. I don't think she was even aware.

Pops raised an eyebrow but a soft smile forms on his face. He looks at me "You might want to help her," he gestures as y/n was wrapping the utensils while y/n continues to sing. He raised an eyebrow because I was just so enthralled by y/n singing I forgot what I was doing.

"Oh. Sorry y/n," I said as I quickly said "I Got You Babe" by Sonny and Cher began.

"No worries. I got you Babe," she playfully nudged me as we began singing along to the song.

"I forgot how fun singing with you was," I said, smiling as Y/N glanced at me when "Who Needs The World" by Nick Carter began. My eyes met Y/N's, and we both gulped. Y/N was the first to break eye contact.

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"How my heart didn't leap from my chest at that moment still amazes me," admits y/n. "Because those lyrics, holy fuck, they encompass us."

I nod "So did the next song that started right after," I said.

"You mean 'Heart Without A Home (I'll Be Yours)'?" asked y/n. "Yeah. Most definitely."

"I'm looking up these lyrics!" said Demi pulling out her phone as she quickly types 'Who Needs The World'. She read the lyrics her mouth moving as she read them.

Y/N and I grin at each other as "I Got You" by Nick Carter starts at our place, as Demi continues to read lyrics for 'Who Needs the World' and 'Heart Without A Home (I'll Be Yours)'.

"Wow. These lyrics are you," she said looking at us as she realized a song was playing "But not as much as these do."

"Demi. Matt. Welcome to our Road Trip playlist. Y/N literally sat making the playlist on Spotify a couple of weeks ago, when we stumbled upon the CDs while we sorted through stuff," I laughed.

Demi's mouth drops. "Wait, so the music that's been playing is the CDs Misty made for your road trip?" She asked.

"Yes, because it was literally the music we used for the barbecue. Should we skip ahead slightly?" I asked, "because getting things ready was basically uneventful after that little realization."

"Please? Listening to you talk about rolling utensils was boring," said Matt, as Demi was quickly opening Shazam to find out the next song.

Y/N and I glance at each other because we knew we would get.....

"HOLY FUCK!!! TWO BECOME ONE?! MISTY WAS TROLLING YOU BEFORE TROLLING WAS A THING!!" exclaimed Demi loudly, making y/n jolt slightly.

"Way to startle half of your storytellers and me," said Matt as he jumped too.

"Sorry y/n," said Demi.

"No te preocupes, hermana," smiles Y/N as she stood. "Babe, you wanna start the next half while I go to the bathroom?" "You Make Me Smile" by Jennifer Love Hewitt began.

"How about we take a small intermission?" I suggest "We all could use a bathroom break and stretch break."

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After about ten or fifteen minutes we all reconvene in the living room. Y/N had made up a snack tray and brought in ice water with lemons and strawberries in it.

"Made a snack and water with lemons and strawberries," y/n smiles as she sat the tray down onto the coffee table.

"Gracias mi amor hermosa," I said as y/n sat beside me. I kissed her cheek.

"De nada mi mundo," she said, kissing my cheek. As Matt grabbed a plate, he took some crackers, cheese, and meat from the tray before pouring some water for Demi and himself.

"Now back to the story," said Demi as she plated some snacks for herself.

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The barbecue was just starting. My Pops was manning the grill while my sister and her boyfriend helped him. Mama and my stepfather were putting the drinks on ice while y/n and I greeted guests as they arrived and directed them to the backyard.

"You look radiant," I told y/n. She wore a blue jean skirt, a white sleeveless shirt with red trim and blue stars. She also had white platform sandals. She had her hair in a ponytail, and in it, she wore a red, white, and blue ribbon.

Y/N blushes lightly as we sat on the front porch waiting for the guests that were slowly trickling in. Friends from the neighborhood, friends that are more like family, etc.

"Gracias Luis," she murmured lightly as she looked at me "You look," she eyes me up and down "Te ves muy caliente," she smirks.

I swallow hard while blushing. "Gracias, y/n," I said. She winks at me as Charlie walks up with a watermelon. "Resist it," I smirk at y/n.

"Hey," smiles Charlie as y/n gives him a smile, and I can see her wanting to say something before y/n takes the watermelon.

"I carried a watermelon," y/n giggles as she passed me as I quickly tap her ass and Charlie raised an eyebrow at me a smirk on his face as y/n walked into the house.

"I saw that!" chuckled Charlie as You Make Me Smile by Jennifer Love Hewitt drifted from inside.

"Saw what?" I asked innocently.

"The ass tap. So you finally got a set, and told y/n how you feel?" said Charlie as he leaned against the banister of my front porch, folding his arms. He chuckled lightly.

"No. I don't have those types of feelings, Charlie. Y/N is my best friend. That's it," I said as 'Crush' by Mandy Moore was floating out as Y/N walks back out. I smile brightly as she sat in my lap.

"Charlie, take my chair. I have a seat in Luis's lap," she said as she draped her arm lazily around my neck.

Charlie chuckled as he pushed off the banister and sat down in the chair that was occupied about two minutes earlier.

"Thanks, y/n," he said as he gave me a look, while y/n was singing the song directly to me.

"You're welcome Charlie. Where's Cammy?" asked y/n as she giggled as the song ended.

"Working at her parents' bodega," he said as My Girl by The Temptations began and I absentmindedly started singing.

Y/N smiles down at me as I kiss her shoulder and sing it to her like I did when we were thirteen.

"Uh huh," mutters Charlie as he sits back while Bianca brings us three beers.

Bianca and he exchanged looks as I was signing 'My Girl' to y/n, who smiled softly and caressed my cheek. As 'Shape of My Heart' by Backstreet Boys began, y/n started singing, drawing my attention to her.

"Charlie, let's leave the lovebirds alone," said Bianca as we both looked at her.

"We aren't lovebirds!" we said together.

"Jinx. You owe me a soda!" y/n giggles, making me smile as she doesn't miss a beat saying what we would as kids when we parroted each other.

"I do," I said, "but you two have it wrong."

"Exactly. We're best friends. Do we have a flirty relationship? Yes. But that's where it ends," said Y/N as "It's Gotta Be You" by Backstreet Boys began.

"Exactly," I agreed. Obviously, we were both conveniently leaving the elephant out of the conversation. That a week ago we had slept together and, well, just about three days ago we were going to sleep together again, had my Pops not interrupted us.

"Okay," said Charlie, and Bianca.

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A few hours later......

The sky was beginning to be painted by dusk. Pops turned on the lights over our backyard patio. Y/N and I were seated together on the outdoor wicker love seat. Charlie sat in one of the matching chairs, Anson in the other matching chair as Bianca, Salvatore, and Jaymes sat on the matching sofa. We were talking while the rest of the guests mingled with one another.

"I still can't believe Angie and Georgia are getting married tomorrow," said y/n as she raised her beer bottle to her lips, and took a hearty drink.

"Neither can I," I said as I draped an arm across the back of the love seat, when "When I Found You" by Britney Spears filled the air. "About time."

Charlie, Bianca and Salvatore exchange glances with one another. Bianca smirks at Salvatore before they both dissolve into giggles. Jaymes and Anson look at one another and Jaymes shrugs.

"Anson. Jay. These three lunkheads," I gesture to Charlie, Salvatore, and Bianca, "are probably thinking my time would pertain to y/n and me because they're convinced we," I indicated y/n and me, "are in love with one another."

"You're not?" asked Jaymes, which sent Charlie, Bianca, and Salvatore into a fit of laughter.

I rolled my eyes at the three laughing hyenas "No," I said as convincingly as I could "Just best friends. Right, Squish?"

"Right," said y/n as she looked at me out of the corner of her eye. I don't think either one of us even bought that weak argument as "You Got A Way" by Shania Twain began. Y/N started singing along with the track. The entire party stopped what they were doing and gathered around us.

She had the entire party's attention as it really seemed more of a duet than Y/N singing along with Shania Twain. I was, as always, mesmerized by Y/N. The song ends and the entire party applauded. Y/N looked around and quickly hid her face into my shoulder. I wrapped an arm around her.

"Y/N, you can really sing," Mama offered.

Y/N turned her face towards Mama. "I-I-I," she stuttered, "can?"

Mamá nods. "Of course. You have a beautiful voice. Would you maybe sing another song? Charlie can play guitar," she said.

Charlie nods, "Yeah. Luis, can I borrow your acoustic guitar?" he asked.

"I-I-I," Y/N held tightly to me.

"I don't know, mamá. Y/N is shy," I said, trying to help her out.

"Y/N you don't have to sing if you don't want to," says Pops and she gives him a grateful smile.

"Pops is right. You don't have to do anything you don't want to," I said, my arm still securely and protectively around her. She looked up at me, her eyes almost pleading that I don't let go. I gave her a reassuring look that I had her back.

"Stay by me?" she asked, sitting up and focusing on me. I nodded.

"Siempre," I whispered, holding up my pinkie.

"Y para siempre," she whispered, linking her pinkie with mine.

I rested my forehead against hers. If there's any doubt amongst anyone at the party about our affection for one another, it would have been definitely out the window with this display.

"Remember," I cupped her cheek and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "You don't have to do it," I looked straight into her eyes.

"I know," she murmured as she cupped my cheek, "but I will as long as you are at my side."

"I won't budge," I said. "Come with me to get my acoustic guitar."

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Upstairs......

"Now remember," I reiterated as I opened the guitar case, "you don't have to sing for everyone."

"I know, Luis. But," she hugs my arm, "if you stay by me," her arm snaked down mine before she intertwined our fingers, "and hold my hand, I will."

I smiled before kissing her forehead. "If you asked me to dress like a bee and buzz around you to make you feel at ease, I would. You know that," she nods as she hugged me. I wrapped her in my arms, holding her close.

"Then," she said, pressing a quick kiss to my lips, "let's go back to the party before everyone gets the wrong idea."

I chuckled, "Good thing you chose a neutral-colored lip tonight," I teased, "or people would know you kissed me."

Y/N giggled before pie-facing me, "Dweeb," she teased.

I grabbed her hand, kissing her palm. "But I would not mind," I explained, kissing her softly on the lips. I pulled back as her eyes fluttered open, our eyes meeting once again. "But before Mamá and Pops start looking for us."

She giggles as I shut the guitar case, relocked it, and grabbed the handle in one hand and Y/N's hand in the other.

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Back downstairs......

I hand Charlie my acoustic guitar case. He quickly opens it and takes out the guitar. He tunes it before he looks at y/n.

"What do you want to sing?" he asked, looking at y/n as we sat back down on the love seat. I took her hand, lacing our fingers.

"Remember. I got you," I whispered to her as I pressed a kiss to her temple. She gives me a small smile. Our eyes meeting and our unspoken bond practically screams to each other.

"Do you know Sweet Kisses by Jessica Simpson?" she asked just looking at Charlie.

"No. But I can look it up on a laptop," he said.

"Let me grab mine," said Salvatore as he ran down the back steps and hopped the fence that separated Pops' backyard and the Ottomano's backyard. He got back about two minutes later, handing Charlie the laptop. "Here, Charlie."

"Thanks, Sal," he said. "What's the song again?" he asked y/n.

"Sweet Kisses by Jessica Simpson," y/n said and Charlie quickly types it in. So he could have the cords.

"Whenever you're ready," Charlie smiles. Y/N nods and Charlie began playing and y/n began singing. I looked around. She commands their undivided attention.

She has her eyes closed as she sang but she held my hand none the less. I guess for comfort and confidence.

I lean over and whisper "You good?"

She nods as she opens her eyes as the song wound down. Everyone applauded.

"Encore?" Bianca begs.

Y/N looks at Charlie and he shrugged "It's up to you," he told her.

Y/N smiles before she looks to me and then back at Charlie "Dreaming of You by Selena." The gasps from the guests made her bite her lip "Maybe. Maybe. Um."

"No. Please sing it," said Tanya" I honestly think you could do it justice."

Y/N looks at me and I nod "Yeah. I think you can," I smile.

"Okay," y/n nods looking at me before turning to Charlie "Dreaming of You," she told him confidently. He didn't have to look those cords up he knew them.

"Whenever you're ready," he said.

Y/N took a deep breath and nodded at Charlie. He began playing and Y/N began singing. The guests were all slack-jawed as Y/N turned to me. She was singing to me. At that moment, no one else existed. It was Y/N and me.

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"And now it's your wedding song," cries Demi.

Y/N smiles before looking at me "That song played a significant role in our lives. I couldn't," she smiled softly taking my hand "we couldn't not have it as our wedding song. Because it's our song."

" Yeah it is," I said kissing y/n's forehead "It's our forever song."

Y/N smiles as tears fill her eyes as I Could Fall In Love by Selena filled the house "Kinda like this song too," she smiles as she kissed my lips "I'm never gonna let you go Luis."

"Good because I'm never gonna let you go," I said cupping her cheek as I rested my forehead against hers "But we should finish this story."

She giggles as her eyes shimmer with tears "Yeah," she murmured against my lips.

We settle back into the sofa.

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At the end of the night, y/n and I sat on the roof of Pops's place; we had crawled out of my bedroom window and sat there. The barbecue had finally ended, and everyone had gone home or to watch fireworks.

Y/N laid her head on my shoulder as we watched the fireworks from the roof.

"You good, Squish?" I asked, kissing the top of her head.

She nods gently, "Yeah, Pookie, I am. Why?" she asked.

I shook my head "No reason. I just know you stepped outside your comfort zone today. Sure you played Sandy in Grease Junior year but you couldn't see everyone while on stage," I said.

She hugs my arm as she rests her chin on my shoulder as she looked at me "I had you at my side," she said as she leans up kissing my cheek "With you. I can conquer anything."

I turned to look at her. I kissed her forehead before resting my forehead against hers. Our eyes meeting "Ditto," I said. She blushes lightly as our lips hover near one another.

She cups my cheek as she nods. I press my lips to hers before wrapping my arms around her waist as she wraps her arms around my neck.

The make out session turns heated quickly. My lips move from hers down her cheek down her jawline to the curve of her neck. She moans as she tilted her head allowing me more access to continue my assault on her neck. My hand cups her breast. Making her moan even more. Her arms moved from my neck as her hands pressed into my chest. Her one hand moving down my chest and to my abs.

"Luis. Make me feel loved," she breathes out as I continue leaving a nice bruise on her neck. I pulled from her neck and looked at her. My eyes wide as she lifts her head to look at me "Did you hear me?!"

I nod, "Does that mean what I think it means?" I asked.

" Yes fuck me into oblivion," she said cupping my face and pressing her lips to mine.

We quickly stood and climbed back into my bedroom. I grabbed her and pressed my lips onto hers. Moving her backwards towards my bed. I pushed her to the bed. She looked up at me with lust filled eyes. Her chest heaving already. My growing erection stretching the fabric of my boxer briefs and basketball shorts.

"God, I want you so much," I said with a low growl.

"Then take me," she said, as she moved up my bed, as her eyes never left mine.

I smirk as I climbed onto the bed. I crawl towards her as she moves up the bed until her head hit the pillows. I hovered over her as she wrapped her arms around my neck as I lean down pressing a smoldering kiss to her pouty lips. She quickly returned the kiss as our hands roam each other's bodies.

Breaking the kiss I sat up and remove my t-shirt. She bit her lip as her hands caress their way down my chest. Stopping at the waist band of my shorts. She moved them down off my hip. She licked her lips as my dick stretched the fabric to my boxer briefs. Pre cum already marked a spot on them. I got them off the rest of the way and kicked them to the floor.

"You're far to clothed," I said grabbing her shirt and tearing it in two. Her eyes met mine. She smirks.

"Someone is very very eager," she said as her hand grazes my dick. She raised an eyebrow as her hand slipped into my boxer briefs and she pulls my dick out and began stroking me. She sat up and moved me to a laying down position.

She positioned herself between my legs before taking my boxer briefs off. She tossed them behind her. She took her tattered shirt off and flung it away from us. She moved off the bed and she rid herself of her skirt. I watched as she moves the straps of her bra down before she unhooked it. She covers her breasts before dropping the material from her hand. I lick my lips. My chest rising and falling quickly. I watched as she removed her lacy boy short undies. She stood before me in all her glory.

"Fuck," I breath out as she moves onto the bed. She knelt between my legs. She took my dick into her hand and began slowly pumping. I groan as my head sank back into the pillow. My hands gripping the bed sheets. I watched as she moved down taking me into her mouth. Her mouth and hand working in sync with each other as she gave me a blow job. "Aww fuck y/n. That," I grunt as I thrust my hips up driving myself deeper down y/n's throat. Surprisingly she took as she continued to give me the most amazing blow job. Her head bobbing and her tongue expertly licking me as her hand strokes what she couldn't fit into her mouth "Y/N I'm gonna cum!" she removed her mouth from my dick "What are you doing?" I breathe out.

"Getting a condom. Your pounding my pussy," she purrs as she leans forwarded pressing her lips to mine and I can taste me on them. I watch as she grabbed a box of condoms from her bag "These are new. I just bought them," she tossed the box onto my chest "Roll one on and fuck me into the mattress."

I growl as I opened the package and took a condom out. I quickly opened the wrapping pulling the condom from it. I slipped it onto my dick before grabbing y/n and throwing her to the bed. I hover over her as my hand slowly massages her clit. She bit her lip as her eyes roll into the back of her head. I insert a finger into her pussy making her gasp "Luis," my name falling from her lips in a breathy moan. I smirk as I insert another finger and thrust. She is whimpering beneath me as I insert my ring finger. Her pussy sucking them in and grabbing hold as I thrust into her. "Lu-is," she grunts out. Her hips thrusting into my hand "I'm going to cum!" she cries out as I removed my fingers from her pussy. Her eyes are blown as she looks at me.

I lined myself at her entrance and offer just the head of my dick. She adjusted to me quickly as I slowly slid into her. One quick thrust and I'm into her fully. She let out a loud moan and I began moving my hips. Her hips thrusting up and meeting mine. The room is filled with grunts, moans, and slapping of skin as I did a I was asked and pound into her pussy.

"God you feel so good!" I grunt as I thrust into her.

"Fuck," she bit her lip "God Luis. That feels good!"

The dance continues for a few minutes more. Before one final thrust and I was filling the condom with my seed. I let my dick go limp before pulling from her. I tied the condom and went to throw it out in my bathroom waste basket.

I walked back out before laying beside y/n in the bed. I wrapped my arms around her. Kissing her cheek.

"Now that, I'm definitely going to remember," I said as she placed her hand over mine, lacing our fingers as I covered us.

"Me too," she said as I slipped my arm underneath her head. She moves in close to me. She yawns lightly.

"But now we should get some sleep," I said and she nods in agreement.

"We do have a long day ahead of us tomorrow," she murmured as her eyes grow heavy with sleep.

"That we do," I said as I slowly followed her into slumber.

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Demi sat across from us. Her jaw hanging opened "And that was?" she asked.

"One hundred percent true," said y/n.

"Holy fuck," said Matt.

"And it was also the last time until ten months ago," I said.

Y/N nods "Yes. Although I do remember every small detail of that one," she said smiling at me with a small yawn.

"Me too," I said yawning myself before kissing her forehead "What do you say we call it a night?"

She nods sleepily "Sounds good," she said.

Demi yawns herself "Yeah. Next up the wedding!" she cheers sleepily. Matt chuckled.

We called it a night and all went to bed. Walking down memory lane has been fun and I was kind of sad to see this chapter end with the wedding.