White Walls

I heard the banging on the door before it opened. “Leighton? Leighton are you okay?”

I looked up, tears in my eyes threatening to spill and destroy my make up. “I’m fine.” I sniff with a small smile.

“Leighton…” Jac sighed, walking over to sit beside me on the bed. “You’re not regretting this, are you?”

“No, no,” I shook my head quickly. “I’m just…scared shitless. That’s what he’d say.” I chuckled.

“He just said that to Eric,” Jac laughed with a nod. “That’s totally normal babe.”

I took a deeb breath as the rest of my bridesmaids walked into the room. Yeah, I said bridesmaids. Tate, Lydia, Hilary and Parker looked amazing in their smiliar pale blue dresses, accentuating my white gown quite perfectly.

“I’m not making a mistake, am I?” I whispered as she pulled me into a tight hug, like she had so many times before.

“Of course not. It’s been six months since you’ve gotten back together and you’ve made so much progress with him. Your family is stronger than ever and your little boy is happy and healthy. So are you and John. This is the perfect time for this. This isn’t a mistake Lei, but if you’re not ready for it he’s going to understand.” Jac murmured back to me before pulling away. “Parks! Come give Lei some advice about marriage!” Jac called, looking over my shoulder.

I let out a laugh, shaking my head as Parker sat on my other side. “You guys look gorgeous.” I commented.

“You’re just lucky I’ve had the baby so I don’t look like a whale in this dress.” She motioned towards her stomach area. You wouldn’t even believe that she’d had a baby only a month ago. She looked just as fit and toned as Lydia did, which was saying something considering Lydia was a kickboxer.

“Oh and how is my baby girl?” I asked, a wide smile on my lips.

“Scarlett is perfect. I mean she’s a total demon child but overall she’s perfect. You know how they are.” Parker chuckled, rolling her eyes.

“That I do. I can’t wait to see all of the kids dressed up- I’m just dying to see Lucas’ little suit. John said it matched his.” I stated, feeling myself tear up as the emotions started to build. This was all really happening. I couldn’t believe I was getting married today.

The wait for the wedding hadn’t been a very long one, with John proposing only two months ago. Since getting back together we’d made a lot of progress with each other and sorted out a lot of our issues- something I still had my doubts about. I knew that getting back together with him would be a huge gamble of my morals and instincts, but it was something that I had to do. I had a gut feeling and my heart was pulling me in that direction. It was pulling me back to his, a place I’d invested too much in to let go of so easily. Sometimes you came across people like this and they were worth all of the crap you have to go through to be happy. Not everyone was, but he was. That was one of the reasons I was marrying him today. One of the many reasons.

Due to one of our main issues (together and individually) being stress and shutting eachother out when we become stressed (Lisa’s words, not mine- oh yeah, we were seeing Lisa now), we decided that this wedding would be a small event that wouldn’t take a lot of planning. Only family and friends were invited; immediate ones that lived within Arizona (or whoever wanted to make the trip over here), our guest list reaching just under seventy people. John had taken it upon himself to reduce the stress about our big day so much so, that he didn’t tell any of the fans that we were getting married. Instead, he just planned on posting a photo the day after as his way of announcing it.

The way he proposed to me was sweet and simple, matching his minimalistic, romantic personality. He took me out one night to our favorite restaurant, then we headed to our local bar before retreating to the park- the same park we ended up at after most of our dates. This was the same park he took me too on the night of my twenty second birthday, before gifting me with my own leather jacket; his way of stating his admiration for my sense of independence. Once we got to the park, he went into this whole rant (I call it a rant but it was more of a romantic, heartfelt speech) about us and how far we’d come and how he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, which he figured I already knew. His hands shook in his lap and he couldn’t look me in the eye as he spoke, which wasn’t like him. The eyes thing, not the hands thing. His hands always shook when he was scared, or nervous; like he thought I wouldn’t hold them again.

“I don’t know why it’s taken me so long…but I had shit I had to go through, things I had to realise about me, and about you- about us, before I could move to the next step. I’m sorry it’s taken me so many years, but I’m ready now. I don’t want to be anything less for you; I don’t want to call you
Leighton Johnson anymore.”

It wasn’t long after that that he asked me to marry him and it certainly wasn’t long after he asked that I answered.

So as of the next hour, I wouldn’t be Leighton Johnson anymore. I would be Mrs Leighton O’Callaghan. We’d already changed Lucas’ name to simply Lucas Cornelius O’Callaghan. It sounded better that way. We were all as one, I guess you could say.

A knocking on the door brought me back out of my daydream, something that wasn’t hard to do on a day like today. This whole thing still felt like a dream- I couldn’t believe it was really happening.

“Who is it?” Jac called as she got up to answer the door.

“It’s your husband!” Eric responded, peaking his head through the door. “I come alone, but I don’t come emptied-handed.”

I looked up, confused by his riddle as he entered the room, giving Jac a kiss before making his way towards me, a small white bag in hand. “What’s that?”

“First of all, you ladies look fine. Second of all, it’s from your groom. It’s a wedding present.” Eric said, handing me the bag.

I took it, standing up to give him a hug. “How is he? Is he nervous? Is he having cold feet- oh my god Eric if he’s not going to show-“

“Hey, everything’s going to be fine,” Eric chuckled, holding me at an arms’ length. “He’s nervous, sure. But he can’t wait to marry you, Leighton. He’s been waiting for this since you got out of the hospital.”

I took a deep breath, nodding. I was being stupid- this was our wedding day. He asked me to marry him, to spend the rest of my life as his wife and for him to be my husband. He wanted this just as much as I did. “Okay. You’re right. It’s going to be fine. Thank you, Eric.”

“It’s okay,” he smiled, kissing me on the cheek. “You look stunning, by the way. I don’t know how he’s going to cope until tonight.”

“Eric!” Jac scolded, smacking him on the arm.

Eric let out a laugh. “Alright, alright. I’m excited- you know I love a good wedding.”

“Eric, would you mind giving this to John?” I asked, going back to my suitcase and grabbing an envelope. “It’s my uh, my present to him I guess.”

“This isn’t your prenup, is it?” He smirked, raising an eyebrow. “I’d advise you take as much money as you can-“

“Eric!” Jac scolded again, sending him the evil eyes. I had a feeling she did that a lot. Keep him in line, that is. He was much too similar to John so I knew how to handle that kind of personality.

“I don’t want the money, I’m going straight for the truck.” I teased, handing him the envelope. “Make sure he opens it before the wedding. Don’t lose it, Eric. It’s extremely important.”

“Oh god, you’re putting pressure on me!” Eric exclaimed as he gave me one last hug. “I’ll defend it with my life, Johnson.”

“Soon to be O’Callaghan, don’t you forget it.” I laughed, hugging him tightly. “Thank you so much, for everything you’ve done for him.”

“He’s my best bud, he’d do the same for me.” Eric whispered back as we pulled away. “I’ve got his back, Lei. You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Ah, you’re a big old softy at heart, Halvorsen.” I chuckled, wiping my eyes of the tears that had been threatening a lot over the past couple of hours. I was so thankful for my friends and family, and I don’t think they’d ever really know how much.

“Well, I better go check on your boy. Good luck Lei. You look gorgeous. You all do.” He smiled as he headed for the door. “See you soon!”

I turned to the girls and shook my hands out. “I can’t believe this is happening so fast. I’m getting married! Today.”

“It’s about time, too.” Hilary chuckled, “God it just takes me back to my wedding day. If I have any advice at all, it’s that the nerves are a good thing, Lei. Embrace them.”

My smile wavered a little as I thought about how hard this must be on Hilary. Austin had been released from rehab four months ago after his two month stay. He wasn’t all fixed up, but he’d made a decent amount of progress in the latter half of his stay. He’d sobered up completely but was still going through a lot of personal things that disabled him from having custody of Alexandra. He got to see her on the weekends, but that was all. It was only as of last month that he got to take her out without a supervisor. At the moment he was living with Tim and Ashley, because he wasn’t advised to live on his own just yet. Hilary was somewhat supportive of his progress, but seeing him was still hard for her. She’d assured me that there was no chance of them getting back together and fixing their marriage, and she’d even contemplated going out with a guy from her work; her way of moving on (I didn’t fully believe her because I’d seen the way she looked at him at our rehearsal dinner the other night). I’d asked her if she preferred we didn’t ask Austin to the wedding, but she knew how much John would want him there and said she’d just stick to the other side of the room. I took her word for it and Austin was added to the guest list.

“I think that’s my only option.” I nodded giving her a small smile. “Thank you girls so much for being here today. It means so much to me that you’re all here and I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done for me the past two months in preparation for today. Both John and I are so thankful.”

“What can we say? We’re just that good.” Tate teased as she draped an arm around my shoulder. Tate especially had been a big help to me the past couple of months I’d been recovering. She took over for me at work, making sure we were kept up to speed on deadlines and projects. I know it mustn’t have been easy to take on a new position all on your own, but she handled it really well. Everybody came together to get the work done and I couldn’t be prouder. They were such a great team and I was loving being back amongst them. Tate had also been in a better mood the past couple of months since her and Garrett decided to give their relationship a proper go. He took her out on dates, they talked about things, they got through everything together and they were stronger because of it. I was proud of them. “If you were drinking, I’d offer you a champagne right now.” She chuckled.

“You drink one for me,” I laughed, shaking my head. “I hope you guys enjoy today as much as I will.”

“Of course we will,” Parker beamed, wrapping her arms around me. “We’re so happy for you babe!”

“Alright group hug!” I declared, pulling them in to me. I really was the luckiest girl in the world- surrounded by so many amazing people I was able to call family. After a satisfiable hug, it was getting closer to the ceremony and I couldn’t help but feel my nerves take over.

“Leighton? We’ve gotta start making our way out soon. The ceremony is set to start shortly.” Jac informed me as my parents showed up at the door.

“Okay,” I nodded, “I’ll meet you girls there in a minute.”

She gave me a smile before following everybody out, allowing me some time with my mom and dad. They’ve been really supportive of me and John these past couple of months, and although my dad had his feelings towards John when he found out we’d split up (mostly over something that happened while I was unconscious, I think they had an argument or something) he was by my side, just like my mom. I’d told them that I knew what I was doing when I got back together with John, and when he proposed…I think they saw how happy I was that they didn’t even need to question whether it was a good idea or not. I didn’t need to think twice about it, despite the nerves.

“Hey mom, dad.” I chuckled, my eyes watering as I grew emotional. I never thought I’d ever cry this many happy tears.

“You look beautiful, my girl,” my father smiled softly, pulling me into a tight hug. “You’re so grown up.”

“Dad you’re gonna make me cry,” I laughed, fanning at my eyes. “You two look wonderful. Thank you so much for coming today.”

“Oh don’t be silly, we wouldn’t miss it for the world.” My mom chuckled, pulling me in for a tight hug. “I can’t believe you’re finally getting married. This has been a long time coming for me and Jenny, I hope you know.”

“She’s let me know once or twice.” I nodded, rolling my eyes playfully. When we’d told Jenny and Jay they were ecstatic for us. They too had been supportive of John and I getting back together, Jenny especially. Jay was a little bit more cautious of John ‘screwing up’ (as he put it) again, but I assured him that we’d both gotten better and we’d improved our relationship so it wouldn’t happen again, even if he were to go through that downward spiral once more (with his severity of depression it was almost inevitable). John and Jay had also fixed their relationship, deciding to put a pin in their argument and just forget about it. They’d both changed and so had their feelings; they were okay now. We were all doing okay and that’s all that mattered.

“I’m just so happy you two are finally happy. You deserve it, Leighton. Lucas does too.” My mom smiled as she let go. “We’re so proud of you.”

“Thanks mom, I appreciate it.” Today was a whirlwind of emotions for me, that’s for sure.

“Knock knock! Where’s the bride?”

I looked up and smiled as Jenny and Jay entered the room, greeting my parents before both giving me a warm hug. “Jenny you look beautiful, Jay, not too bad yourself.” I chuckled as they stood with my parents.

“Aren’t you one to talk? You look absolutely stunning, Leighton,” Jenny beamed, a hand over her mouth as she turned to my parents. “You’ve really outdone yourselves with this one, that’s for sure.”

“We’re very proud.” My dad chuckled with a nod.

“Leighton we just wanted to stop by and say that we’re so delighted to officially make you a part of our family. We know you have been for years, but finally our boy is taking the next step and we couldn’t be happier. We can’t wait for years of Johnson-O’Callaghan Christmases and celebrations and we’re so excited for our two families to join as one.” Jenny sighed, a permanent smile on her face. I was surprised she wasn’t crying by now, Jenny O’Callaghan was a big cryer.

“Thank you so much. You don’t know how much that means to me.” I nodded, fanning at my eyes again.

“Also if he steps out of line at any given time don’t hesitate to give me a call and I’ll straighten him out.” Jay nodded, causing everyone to laugh. He shot me an ‘I’m not kidding’ wink and I couldn’t help but laugh too.

“I’m sure we’ll be fine, but I’ll keep that in mind.” I chuckled.

“Well the ceremony is about to start darling, everyone’s waiting.” My mother informed me. My hands were shaking. It was about to happen. It was all coming to life- I’d only dreamed about this day for the past two months and it was finally here.

“Alright,” I nodded, “I just need a few minutes and I’ll be ready to meet you all at the doors.” I said, my attention now on the bag in my hands that I was desperate to open. Soon enough the four of them left and I was left alone to open the present from John. Inside the bag and beaneath the white tissue paper, was a small white box. I pulled it out and opened it, to reveal a small pink stone beside a card with his messy scrawl written on the back of it.

hey darlin. this might not look like much, but it’s supposed to be one of those healing stones. this one represents family and health and motherhood and all that. I know those things are pretty important to you. want you to know how proud I am of your progress with your health, I know it hasn’t been easy for you. it also represents new life, so even if we don’t go down that road again, I want you to have good health if the possibility of a new O’Callaghan arises. anyway, this is ruining my street cred and I’m supposed to be in a rock band so…you’re hot. (also, I love you a hell of a lot, darlin)

johno x

By the time I got to the end of his little note I was all but bawling my eyes out. I couldn’t believe how sweet the gift was. It was completely a John thing to do and it reminded me of the many reaons I decided to marry him. This was a life I was comfortable living- a loving husband, an adorable son and a big family (not limited to blood relations). Wherever we were, as long as I had those three main factors,
I would be happy.

Like, real happy.

***

I shook my hands out as I tried to fix my bow tie for the third time. When I screwed it up again, I let out a sigh and grabbed Jared. “Dude, fix this for me.” I pleaded in frustration.

He let out a laugh, shaking his head at me. “Man, calm down.”

“I’m marrying my girl, dude. How is that supposed to make me calm? What if she doesn’t show?” I whisper, keeping my coice down so nobody else could hear my paranoia settling in.

“Hey, this is Leighton we’re talking about. Has she ever given up on you before?” Jared asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

“No,” I shook my head slowly, “but-“

“John, she’s gonna show. You know her well enough to know that already. You guys have been through too much and you’ve stuck with one another through too much for her to just throw it all away. You’re in a good place now, a better place. She’s gonna show.” He took a deep breath once getting to the end of his little pep talk and laughed. “Shit man, we’re almost thirty and we’re still doing this.”

I laughed with him, knowing he was right. He always was. “I hope your daughter turns out to be just like you man. Quick give me a fucking hug before Halvo gets back.” I said, pulling him in for a very manly hug.

“I’m proud of you dude. We all are.” He mumbled, patting me on the back before letting go.

“Well isn’t that gorgeous.” Eric smirked as he entered the room. “Pussy.”

I rolled my eyes and flipped him off. “Asswipe.”

“Now John, that’s no way to talk to your best man.” Eric gasped dramatically. “I should go back to your bride and tell her how mean you are to me.”

“How is she?” I asked him nervously.

A genuine smile spread across his lips and I couldn’t help but mirror him. “Dude, you’re a lucky son of a bitch. She looks amazing. She’s a little nervous but he can’t wait.” He chuckled. “I sense you’re the same way?”

“No-“

“Yes.” Jared scoffed as he passed me, grabbing a beer from one of the guys. I had my groomsmen with me; Tim, Jared, Ross and Kennedy. But I also had Shane, Garrett and Pat here because I needed the support of my brothers. A few of the other guys had come through to wish me luck before the ceremony- a ceremony our good friend Moose was officiating.

“Alright, I’m kinda scared shitless.” I admitted sheepishly as I grabbed my glass of scotch. I didn’t want to drink too much, sticking with just the one glass.

“You know I was the same way a few months ago man. It’s totally normal. Everyone gets like that.” Eric insisted, squeezing my shoulder before handing me an envelope with my name on it. “This is from Leighton. I guess it’s her gift to you. She said it’s important you open it before the wedding- dude if it’s nudes you have to show me.”

I roll my eyes as I take it from him. Like I’d show him her nudes. “It’s probably a letter.”

“Aw Johnny got a love letter from his crush!” Garrett teased from the other side of the room.

“Shut up,” I muttered as I turned away to open the envelope, my hands a shaking mess. I heard them laugh but I was too focused on the piece of paper in my hands to care about what joke Halvo had fired back. I frowned as I saw the top of the letter. It had the name of our hospital on it and was addressed to Leighton. Why did I have this? My eyes scanned down the page in confusion, until it occurred to me that this must have been her results from an appointment she’d recently gone to. I was more confused than ever. It had all of her basic details on it, name, age, date of birth, sex, all that stuff-

The hand shaking stopped. There was a circle around a couple of words in the middle of the page.
Pregnancy Test: Positive

She was pregnant. We were having a baby. I felt my eyes watering as I covered my mouth in shock.

“Oh shit- what’s wrong?” Jared asked, alarmed.

“What does it say?” Eric pestered, coming over to read it.

“She’s-she’s pregnant. We’re having another baby.” I spluttered, becoming overwhelmed with emotions. To find this out on my wedding day was the icing on the cake; the best present I could ever receive.

“Holy shit bro, congratulations!” Ross gasped, pulling me in for a hug, as did pretty much everyone. It was more like a group huddle, like they do during football- because we were all big strong men here.

“Dude that’s fucking amazing,” Eric chuckled, “this day just keeps getting better and better for you.”

“I can’t believe I’m gonna have two kids,” I whispered, “Shit man.”

“You know we could probably use your girls’ eggs or somehting.” Garrett snorted.

“Oh if he gets eggs, then I get sperm.” Eric claimed, raising his hand.

“Well that’s lovely.”

We looked up to see my parents at the door, my mother shocked by our words and my father unable to contain his laughter as Lucas wriggled out of his grip. He set him down and immediately Lucas ran for me, giggling as he fell into my arms.

“Hey bud! You look super smart in your suit!” I cooed, kissing his face before looking at my parents.

“What’s got you boys talking so vile on my boy’s wedding day, hmm?” My mom pestered, approaching me to fix my suit. I’m sure it was fine but she did it anyway. She’d been really emotional the past two months since I proposed. I think she was just really happy for us. It meant a lot.

“You ready to be a grandmother to another O’Callaghan?” I asked her quietly, looking her in the eyes.

“What now?” My father cut in, a smile growing over his lips. He loved his grandkids and I couldn’t wait to see him with our next child.

“Leighton’s pregnant.” I chuckled, as my mom pulled me in for an overwhelming hug. I really couldn’t believe it. I was having another baby. We’d be having two kids. It was crazy.

“Oh my baby, I’m so happy for you!” She gushed. “We just saw Leighton- I thought she was glowing!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “She’s always glowing ma.” It was true- she always looked like a visionary. I couldn’t wait to see her in her wedding dress, meeting me down my end of the aisle.

“Oh sweets,” my mom sighed as my dad congratulated me. “I’m so proud of you.”

I blushed as the other guys took notice of the nickname. “Thanks mom.”

“Don’t you boys tease him! He’s going to become a married man in a few short minutes!” My darling
mother scolded, pointing a finger at them.

“Oh we’re so proud of our ‘sweets’ too, don’t you worry mama Oh.” Eric chuckled as he put an arm around my shoulders.

“You especially, Eric. I know how you can be.” My mother warned sternly. “Your mother is here too so don’t you make me have a word with her.”

“I am offended that you would think I’d be anything but!” Eric gasped dramatically, causing me to roll my eyes. Suck up. My mom always had a soft side for him, more so since I told her him and Jac couldn’t have kids of their own. He didn’t want everyone giving him pity, but my mom was kind of torn up about it.

“Dada…” Lucas whined in my arms. “I wanna see mama!”

“You can soon, bub.” I promised, kissing his cheek.

I decided not to tell Lucas directly about becoming a big brother because he wouldn’t really understand and I felt Lei would want to tell him together. I just hope she didn’t know everyone knew before I got a chance to kiss her all over first. I don’t know how I was going to cope at the alter. If I was on tour and she’d called me with the news I’d have flown her out or I’d fly home immediately to be with her. It was the kind of news that made me want to spend every waking minute with her. It was insane. We were having a baby. Sure, it wasn’t planned and we weren’t ready for it, but we’ve been through much worse to prepare for a child. Hell, I was in rehab when I found out she was first pregnant with Lucas. I know there will be a lot more for us to think about and to adjust to, but…it was a baby. I was gonna be a father of two. I never thought I’d ever be this paternal but I loved it. And this time it signified us in a much better place than we were six months ago. We were so much healthier now and so much happier.
I knew we could do it. I had so much love for this girl and no doubts in the world.

It was us.

***

At 12.45, everyone was getting ready to head to the alter. It was an outdoors ceremony, at one of the nearby orchards. It was a beautiful day and I couldn’t help but think it was partly our luck beginning to change.

“Hey Leighton? You almost ready babe?” Jac asked as she poked her head into the room. “John’s making his way to the alter.”

“I think I am,” I smiled softly. “I’m nervous to see him.”

“Why is that? You know he wants this too.” She replied, a small smile pulling at her lip. She really was more than a friend; she was a sister.

“I uh, I gave him some news in my letter.” I explained nervously as I slipped my shoes on, simultaneously twisting the ring around my finger.

Jac raised an eyebrow. “News? What kind of news?”

“I’m pregnant.”

Yep. O’Callaghan Baby #2 was on it’s way. I’d found out a few days ago but wanted to keep it to myself until our wedding day. Of course I was anxious about telling Jac because I know how tense her and Eric were about their struggle to have kids, but I’d been friends with her for far too long to know she’d be happy for me regardless.

“Oh my god, Leighton!” She gasped, tears filling her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. “I’m so happy for you guys! Congratulations!”

“I mean it wasn’t planned, but I think we’ll be okay, y’know?” I admit, biting my lip.

“Of course you will. You’re in a much better place now. It’s all happening…I can’t believe it.” She chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief. “I’m so happy for you, Leighon.”

“Thank you so much for everything, Jac.” I sighed, pulling away from the hug so I could look her in the eyes. “I’m so grateful for everything you’ve done for me. It means the world.”

“Anytime, doll.” She nodded, wiping her eyes. “What do you say we get you married huh?”

“Sounds like a good idea,” I chuckled, looking in the mirror one last time. My white dress was fitted to my knees, before it flowed out in the typical mermaid style. It was a heart-shaped neckline and embroided with white beads. “How do I look?”

“Fucking gorgeous.” She scoffed teasingly as she handed my bouquet of white daisies. John didn’t know what flowers I’d be carrying down the aisle and I’m sure it wasn’t a huge to deal to him but I wanted everything to be perfect. That meant carrying his favorite flowers (even though he insisted he didn’t have a favorite because men don’t like flowers).

I took a deep breath before we headed out of the room and down the hall of the hotel, making our way to the back door where everyone was waiting in their lines to walk out.

“Mama!”

A smile spread across my lips as Lucas turned around from his place beside Alexandra, letting go of her little hand to wave at me. I couldn’t help but laugh as I waved back, in love with his little suit. He looked so much like John and I couldn’t help but wonder whether we were having a little girl or another boy. I’d be happy with either of course, but I did want to see how John would go with a daughter.

A few of the guys looked behind and gave me excited looks and whispered good lucks. I felt my stomach flip as it became quiet outside and the music began to play. It was all happening. We were doing this.

“Hey sweetheart, you look exceptional.”

I turned around and embraced my father in a tight hug. “Thanks, dad. I’m nervous as hell though.”

“It’s totally normal,” he chuckled, “I was the same way about marrying your mother. You’ll be the same way about Lucas’ wedding too. It doesn’t seem to go away.”

“It’s a good nervous.” I nodded in agreement as we let go and I slipped my arm through his. “A really good nervous.”

“I can only imagine. So much good is coming your way, darling. I can feel it.” He murmured in my ear.

I leaned up and kissed his cheek. “I love you dad. Thank you.”

Before I knew it, everybody in front of me was heading out the back door and across the field to where our guests were seated. It wasn’t long before John came into view at the end of the alter. When Lucas lead Alexandra down the aisle with the rings, he pulled a total O’Callghan move and kissed her quickly on the lips before running off to John. Seeing him laugh and kiss his cheek was heart-melting. Lucas was passed down the line of groomsmen, stopping in Tim’s arms.

And then it was all eyes on me and my father. I looked up and caught John’s eyes. He was smiling widely, nodding at something Eric whispered in his ear. It was then that he wiped his eyes and looked up towards the sky before looking back at me.

I shot him a wink, my way of telling him he looked good.

I noticed Dirk moving around the alter, taking the photos he’d offered to do for free when we approached him about it. Like we said, we wanted this day to be as stress-free as possible for one another.

When we stopped at the alter, I gave my dad one last hug.

“Congratulations sweetheart, I’m proud of you.” He whispered before giving John a nod and taking his place beside my mother.

John extended his hand to me and I took it, feeling our engagement rings clinking together. We ended up taking them from around our necks and replacing them to our fingers. John had insisted on getting me a bigger ring but it honestly bother me. I loved this ring.

“Hey darlin’,” he whispered softly, helping me up beside him before his hands rested on my hips. “We’re having a baby, huh?”

“Yeah, we are,” I chuckled kissing his cheek.

Max cleared his throat as he got ready to start the ceremony. I was so glad we’d gotten him to be the officiator for our wedding- it wouldn’t feel right having somebody we didn’t know marrying us. We were just lucky Max had done this before and was one of the more mature friends we had; I couldn’t imagine Eric or Garrett doing it. “Alright, I guess we should start this thing, huh? I know these two are just itching to get married. If you know a thing or two about Leighton and John, you’ll know how strong they are and you’ll know how passionate they are about their family and the people around them. I never thought I’d be up here officiating my best friends’ wedding, nor did I think Johnoh here would ever get married,” he chuckled, causing a ripple of laughter through our friends. “I thought it would take a miracle to settle him down- but I guess he found her.”

Aw…

“So today we’re celebrating their love, and we’re celebrating their journey to this point and the bumpy road they’ve travelled. We’re celebrating their future, which I know we all hope is a long one; filled with more love, good fortune and success.”

I looked up at John to see the widest smile on his face. Over his shoulder in Tim’s arms, Lucas was smiling just as wide. They looked like twins and my heart had officially melted within.

“Alright so these two wanted a quick ceremony so we’re going to move onto vows now, do we have the rings?” Max asked, turning to Jac and Eric.

Eric fumbled around in his tuxedo jacket, struggling to find John’s ring to give to me. “Uh-“

“Here,” Jac said, rolling her eyes teasingly at Eric. I couldn’t help but chuckle as she passed them to us.
I could always rely on her.

“John? Would you like to go first?” Max prompted, nodding towards John.

John blushed as he took my hand. “I’ll admit, this is the most nervewracking thing I’ve ever done,” he chuckled as he took my hand. “And I had a speech and everything but my best man lost it so I’m just going out of my head right now, but Lei…I don’t wanna say too much because I’ve said it all before, but I’m sorry it took me so long to get us here. I can’t wait to be your husband and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives under one name. I can’t wait to do all the boring married couple stuff and I can’t wait to grow old with you and…I know I’m going to make mistakes in the future and I can’t help that, but I know you’ll teach me to learn from those mistakes and you’ll make me a better man from them- you’ve been doing it for the past five years and I couldn’t be more grateful for you. I love you Leighton, and I promise to do all that I can to make you and our kids happy for the rest of our lives together. I guess what I’m saying is that I promise you, I’ll never give up on you.” John slid the ring onto my finger and my eyes watered. It was happening. Shit, that was a really nice ring. I’d forgotten what it looked like.

“And Leighton, your turn.” Max nodded.

I took a deep breath and looked up at John. “To be honest I didn’t think we would make it here either. We’ve been through so much that I didn’t think we ever had the chance of getting here…but all the dark times we’ve been through have been worth it. Because what we’ve got now; our son, our relationship, or lifestyle, our careers…it’s all worth it. And when we welcome our second child in eight months…we’ll feel it even more.” I chuckled, placing a hand on my stomach and hearing a few shocked gasps from all around us.

“I can’t promise that I’m not going to mistakes either…but I’m not worried about that, because I know that we’ll figure it out together. Some might say we’re stronger together than we are apart, and I believe that whole heartedly. I love you Johno, and yeah, I promise that I’ll always stick by you, I won’t give up on you.”

With that, I slid the ring onto his bony finger, resisting the urge to suck his face off right then and there. Mature, I know.

“Alright, I think it’s time we made this official. Now for the most important part.” Max began, wiping a tear from his eye. I had no idea he was such a big softy at heart. Apparently I didn’t know the boys as well as I thought. Who knew it only took a weddnig to get them emotional? “John, do you take Leighton to be your incredible, loving wife?” Max asked seriously.

“I sure do.” John beamed, biting his lip. I could feel his hands shaking in mine, but it was okay. It was a good kind of shaking.

“Leighton, do you take John to be your loving, supportive husband?”

“I do.” I nodded, the emotions rushing in all at once.

“Well, without further a do, ladies and gentlemen, Leighton and John, with the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. John, kiss your bride, man!” Max cheered, pumping his fist in the air.

Our friends and family clapped (a few of the boys hooted and yelled as expected) as John cradled my face and kissed me passionately before moving his hands to my waist and dipping me down for a kiss. It was done. We were married and I was Mrs O’Callaghan. I was an O’Callaghan. Leighton O’Callaghan.

I couldn’t believe it.

“I love you,” he murmured against my lips. “I love you so much, Mrs Oh.”

I couldn’t wait.

***

Looking at her, I couldn’t believe she was now my wife. Eric was right; I was a lucky son of a bitch. I had a healthy, happy kid, a gorgeous, loving wife, a successful career, and a baby on the way. How could my life possibly get any better? I’d like to see someone try and improve it in the slightest. Sure, I had my depression riding on my shoulders, like it always would be, but I had control of that. I had more control than I ever have before and I was determined to work harder not just for myself, but for my family. My. Family. They were all mine. My health was better and my family was better. My love was better. My life is better. I’m okay now.

“You’re staring, baby,” she chuckled, shaking her head at me as we waited outside the outdoor tent to make our entrance as a newly married couple. We’d gone to take photos with Dirk while everyone moved on through and I couldn’t wait to see how they’d turned out. Knowing Dirk and his incredible talent, they’d be amazing. There was also the fact that Leighton looked fucking stunning. She was definitely glowing alright.

“Sorry,” I laughed, kissing her again. “I just can’t believe we finally did it. We’re married. We’re officially
grown ups.”

Leighton let out a laugh. She had a beautiful laugh. “I guess we are. Funny that, hmm? Only five years ago you asked me out at 8123. Now we’re married with one a half kids.”

“I can’t wait till that half becomes our number two. Boy or girl; I can’t wait.” I admit, wrapping my arms around her tightly. “I love you Leighton. Never forget that.”

“I think I’m all happy-teared out,” she teased, “I love you too Johno. Always have, always will.”

She’s never said more beautiful words. This girl was the muse. I couldn’t wait to get back into the studio and start writing about her. Songs that would make an album, a deluxe edition, an acoustic EP, whatever it was- it was all about her; that was still rock and roll in my books.

She was my past, present and future all rolled into one and I couldn’t wait.

***

Him. He looked so happy.

I was excited for the rest of our lives. We were moving on from the troubles of our past and we were working on a clean and positive future. I had good feelings about it all and I was itching to get a start on it. I was back at work and loving it, putting more time into the creative side and less into the stressful, unhealthy routine I’d let myself fall into months ago. I was determined to get out of that funk for good. I’d improved my health in order to be a better mother, and I think it was working. I was exceptionally careful with this baby, so it wouldn’t go through the same difficulties Lucas had gone through during birth. I was learning from those mistakes and moving on in my life. My family and I came first, then my friends and colleagues. They all played such a massive role in my recovery and my road to a healthier lifestyle and I couldn’t thank them enough; I’d be forever in their debt.

Our future had so much good coming for us and it was so humbling. We’d been through so much together the past five years; so much hurt, pain, lying, tears. At the time it all happened, I often doubted our relationship, thinking it wasn’t worth it and that I could find someone better than John. At the back of my mind I had my doubts about that, but they were never loud enough to seep through. It kept pushing me to get better, to try again. I didn’t want to lose him to any of that crap because he was worth so much more. I know our relationship got toxic at some points and we were better off with our time apart, but now we knew how one another worked; we knew how we loved each other. It’s not rocket science when it really comes down to it, just one simple method. It was a method we’d been living by the past five years and we hadn’t even realised. It was the way we’d brought up our son and the way I knew we would bring up our second child by. It was the way we went about our every day life and the relationships we shared with other people. It was the only thing we knew would keep us from going under, from forgetting what was more important.

It was the only way we knew how to love each other and that was something we were damn well good at by now. We’d been taught a lesson we desperately needed to learn. It made us better people, parents, friends, lovers…we were better because of it.

That method made us the stronger people we are today and we’d never forget it.

All we had to do, was never give up on us.