<Chris's POV>

"No Soda! Didn't we agree last night that we were getting married!" I scream.

"I know what I said, but please Christina, I'm not going to make it back so I need you to move on!" Soda yells back at me. I'm shocked he used my full name in a serious situation. We woke up and he told me that he won't be making it back from the war so he wants me to marry someone else and have a life. Obviously I refuse.

"Soda, don't say that! I love you and only you, marry me Soda," I plead. Something plays across Soda's face.

"I will marry you... but only if you promise that if I die you will move on," Soda suggests. I noncommittally nod my head in agreement then embrace Soda tightly.

Next thing I know Dally comes tumbling down the stairs with only jeans on. "What's all the yelling about man," he asks on the floor. I don't even want to know how drunk he is. Considering he fell down the stairs, I'd say he's pretty drunk. Dally rubs his head with his palm and then stands up right in front of the stairs.

With a loud clang a partially naked Skyler comes tumbling down the stairs half asleep. She hits Dally and then they both fall to the floor. Dally rubs his head again and Skyler just groans. Standing up, Dally glares at Skyler, who is in only her jeans and a bra. "Alright Skyler Elzabeth, get up," Dallas demands. Skyler reaches her arms up in response, telling Dally to pick her up.

Once Dallas has scooped her up into his arms Soda and I can't hold in our giggles anymore. Out of nowhere Skyler starts to gesture towards the bathroom.

"Dallas go go, the bathroom, puke!" Skyler rambles. Dally has this frantic look on his face as he rushes Skyler to the bathroom. Soon, Soda and I are greeted with the sound of Skyler puking in the toilet as Dally stands in the doorway complaining about things like,

"Jesus Skyler Elizabeth, can't you hold your alcohol?" I start to break down in giggles as Soda smirks next to me. When Skyler doesn't stop puking Dally starts to get nervous. He walks closer to her and rubs her back. "Are you okay?" He asks her. I fast walk over to the bathroom with Soda trailing closely behind me. She sticks a thumbs up, but she doesn't stop dry heaving over the toilet bowl.

"Hey Sky, you okay?" I ask nervous. She finally stops puking then turns to us with her eyes closed.

"Ya, it's all the booze Dally and I drank after the uh news about Vietnam and stuff," she mumbles. Dally informs me that after I fainted Skyler and him had gotten high, but he leaves out the details about why they are both shirtless.

"Okay, come on let's get you a shirt," Dally says standing up straight, supporting Skyler.

"Then can I lay down?" She asks quietly.

"Sure honey," Dally replies. After they've gone to find Skyler's shirt I look to Soda and smile.

"Boy, they're a piece of work," I say.

"No kidding," is Soda's response. We laugh and then I kiss him on the cheek. My arms automatically wrap around Soda's neck.

"So how bout that wedding?" I ask.

"How bout two days from now?"

"Perfect," I mumble. We won't need much time to plan because it will be so small.

<Skyler's POV>

I don't know why I got that sick. I never loose hold of my liquor like that. Must be because all the sadness. Dally helps me upstairs as we search for a shirt. Once we've found mine, he slips it on me and then brings me back downstairs to lay on the couch.

After I am laying down I start to laugh at something that popped into my head. "What now chuckles?" Dallas asks. I pull him down closer to me so Soda and Chris don't hear me.

"I just wanted to let you know that that area is hurting, like a lot," I say laughing quietly with my face turning bright red.

"Well that's because of all the beautiful things I am able to do with it," Dallas says smirking.

"Not to mention, how often," I say finally and burst out in giggles until my stomach starts to churn so I quiet myself. Dally kisses my forehead then goes upstairs to ask Darry where the aspirin is.

As my eyes begin to close Christina walks over to me with Soda no longer at her side. She kneels next to the couch. "Hey, um I have to ask you something."

"Make it quick hun," I mumble. Chris smiles then starts to talk really fast.

"Soda and I want to get married in two days and we were wondering if you would be my maid of honor?" She asks. I open my eyes wider. Why would she want me to be her maid of honor? She barely knows me.

"Um, ya if you're sure you want me," I mumble unsure. She shouts a thank you then hugs me. Once she leaves I am left to my own thoughts and fall into a deep sleep.

A/N EEEEEEEEEEK! Sorry for a filler, but I promise next chapter is more eventful!

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