I Met The Love Of My Life.
Epilogue.
THREE YEARS LATER.
I sprayed some last minute perfume on and examined myself in the mirror. I furrowed my eyebrows.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” My mum asked from beside me.
“I just, do I really look okay?” I sighed, “I feel like my makeup is too much, like I’m not natural enough.”
“Baby you look wonderful,” My dad chirped in.
“Aw babe, you look so amazing.” Cassie said as tears formed in her eyes. She’d just come back from the boys room to see if they were almost ready, “It’s time, honey.”
I took a deep breath and nodded, grabbing my flowers.
“Muma?” I heard my little angel call. I turned round to see her short black curly hair perfectly sitting, her dress on and her little basket with the flower petals in her arm.
“Yes angel?”
“You look just like a beautiful pwincess!” She giggled.
I laughed and bent down to kiss her nose, “Thank you baby. But you look much more beautiful.”
She giggled and I gestured for her to move in front of me. It’s time.
I walked out slowly towards the ceremony. I watched as one by one my bridesmaids and my beautiful little flower girl (who got quite a few laughs by the sounds of it) walked down the aisle. Lastly, it was my dad’s and I’s turn. I sighed, calming myself.
“You look amazing. I’m so proud of you.” he whispered, his eyes filling up with tears.
“Don’t. You’ll make me cry.” I giggled, cuddling him. “I love you daddy.”
“I love you my baby.” He smiled, hooking his arm with mine as the music started. Everyone stood up and stared at us as we walked down, some were smiling, some were crying. I wasn’t really paying attention; my eyes were set on Tony. My perfect Tony.
Once I got to him, I kissed my dad on the cheek and hugged him as he sat down and I took Tony’s hand. He put his hand on my lower back, “You look beyond beautiful.” He whispered into my ear.
I smiled, “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.”
It got to our vows and Tony and I had agreed the night before to say two things to each other, and that would be it. Short, sweet and natural, just the way we like it.
“And now, for the vows.” Our minister said.
I turned to face Tony and took his hands in mine, “You are my perfection.”
“And you are mine, Alice.” He said.
“You may now kiss the bride!” The minister cheered.
Tony stared into my eyes and I did the same to him, he grabbed my face with one of his hands, whilst his other grabbed my lower back, pulling me as close to him as physically possible, he held me tight in his hands as his lips touched mines. Our first married kiss. And boy, it was perfect. Nothing had ever felt more fitting, more perfect, more in rhythm.
Everyone cheered as we kissed and we walked down the aisle together, happier than ever.
After the meal and the speeches, it was time for the first dance. Tony took my hand gently and led me to the dance floor.
We wanted our first dance to be perfect. We’d had a fair amount of feuds over what song to do, and one fight in particular made us really angry at each other, but when Tony had calmed down, he turned on his iPod in the docking station that was in our living room and picked my tear stained face up from my lap and kissed me gently, and whilst this song was playing, he held me in his arms and softly rocked me, occasionally singing to me. After that, nothing else would have fitted. It was a little bit more different from what the average first dance song was, but we didn’t care, we loved it. So that’s the story behind it…
Tony smiled down at me, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist whilst my arms were firmly wrapped round his neck. He bent his neck down to kiss me and I kissed him slowly and passionately.
“Baby I’m yours.” Tony sang softly into my ear. I smiled and kissed his neck.
As soon as the second song started, our little angel ran up to us, “Muma, Daddy, I want to dance!” She squealed. Tony and I laughed, picking her up and having her in between us as we danced to the next song.
Forever is going to be the best time of my life.
I sprayed some last minute perfume on and examined myself in the mirror. I furrowed my eyebrows.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” My mum asked from beside me.
“I just, do I really look okay?” I sighed, “I feel like my makeup is too much, like I’m not natural enough.”
“Baby you look wonderful,” My dad chirped in.
“Aw babe, you look so amazing.” Cassie said as tears formed in her eyes. She’d just come back from the boys room to see if they were almost ready, “It’s time, honey.”
I took a deep breath and nodded, grabbing my flowers.
“Muma?” I heard my little angel call. I turned round to see her short black curly hair perfectly sitting, her dress on and her little basket with the flower petals in her arm.
“Yes angel?”
“You look just like a beautiful pwincess!” She giggled.
I laughed and bent down to kiss her nose, “Thank you baby. But you look much more beautiful.”
She giggled and I gestured for her to move in front of me. It’s time.
I walked out slowly towards the ceremony. I watched as one by one my bridesmaids and my beautiful little flower girl (who got quite a few laughs by the sounds of it) walked down the aisle. Lastly, it was my dad’s and I’s turn. I sighed, calming myself.
“You look amazing. I’m so proud of you.” he whispered, his eyes filling up with tears.
“Don’t. You’ll make me cry.” I giggled, cuddling him. “I love you daddy.”
“I love you my baby.” He smiled, hooking his arm with mine as the music started. Everyone stood up and stared at us as we walked down, some were smiling, some were crying. I wasn’t really paying attention; my eyes were set on Tony. My perfect Tony.
Once I got to him, I kissed my dad on the cheek and hugged him as he sat down and I took Tony’s hand. He put his hand on my lower back, “You look beyond beautiful.” He whispered into my ear.
I smiled, “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.”
It got to our vows and Tony and I had agreed the night before to say two things to each other, and that would be it. Short, sweet and natural, just the way we like it.
“And now, for the vows.” Our minister said.
I turned to face Tony and took his hands in mine, “You are my perfection.”
“And you are mine, Alice.” He said.
“You may now kiss the bride!” The minister cheered.
Tony stared into my eyes and I did the same to him, he grabbed my face with one of his hands, whilst his other grabbed my lower back, pulling me as close to him as physically possible, he held me tight in his hands as his lips touched mines. Our first married kiss. And boy, it was perfect. Nothing had ever felt more fitting, more perfect, more in rhythm.
Everyone cheered as we kissed and we walked down the aisle together, happier than ever.
After the meal and the speeches, it was time for the first dance. Tony took my hand gently and led me to the dance floor.
We wanted our first dance to be perfect. We’d had a fair amount of feuds over what song to do, and one fight in particular made us really angry at each other, but when Tony had calmed down, he turned on his iPod in the docking station that was in our living room and picked my tear stained face up from my lap and kissed me gently, and whilst this song was playing, he held me in his arms and softly rocked me, occasionally singing to me. After that, nothing else would have fitted. It was a little bit more different from what the average first dance song was, but we didn’t care, we loved it. So that’s the story behind it…
Tony smiled down at me, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist whilst my arms were firmly wrapped round his neck. He bent his neck down to kiss me and I kissed him slowly and passionately.
“Baby I’m yours.” Tony sang softly into my ear. I smiled and kissed his neck.
As soon as the second song started, our little angel ran up to us, “Muma, Daddy, I want to dance!” She squealed. Tony and I laughed, picking her up and having her in between us as we danced to the next song.
Forever is going to be the best time of my life.
Notes
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