38 "Mr and Mrs Evans!"

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This is it! The last chapter... I'm so sad! But so happy that you all came on this journey with these characters.

I've loved reading each and every single comment loved receiving messages etc.

I can't believe how fast this has gone.

Shit! Now I'm going to cry!

I hope you all enjoy it, let me know.

Hunter's P.O.V

I pull the cigarette from my lips, inhaling deeply, letting the nicotine fill my lungs.

Emily will fucking kill me if she caught me smoking again so it's a good job she's down the hall with the girls getting ready and probably just as nervous as me.

My hands are shaking and my heart pounding, little beads of sweat gather in groups on my forehead and I dab them away with the towel before taking another drag from my cigarette.

Even when I was preparing to propose was I ever this nervous, it's a good kind though, the kind that makes you feel excited to live the rest of your life. The kind that makes the butterflies in your stomach jump around like there's a rave going on.

I stare down at my silver cufflinks Emily bought me and smile as I reminisce about when she gave me them.

It was Christmas time last year and she and Tara had been shopping. Emily was so excited to give me them that she threw tradition out of the window and gave me them then and there.

When I opened them, I was taken aback- still am- at the writing that adorned each one.

Always yours.

Still to this day, it blows my mind that my sweet, beautiful, kind and caring Emily would ever choose a guy like me.

There's a knock on the door and it opens as Devon and Declyn pop their heads around the corner.

"You ready?" Dec asks looking at me seriously.

I stub out my cigarette, down the small glass of liquid courage on the table and stand up. "Hell yes!" I state deciding I need to marry Emily Carter before she comes to her senses, realises how much better she can do and does a runner.

XxxxxxxX

Emily's P.O.V

My insides are doing somersaults as I gawk at the girl in the mirror. This can't be me, she looks so happy and excited.

"You look beautiful Emily," Tara says as she kisses my cheek.

Eden is toddling around bored shitless but looking so gorgeous in her little cream dress and her dark hair in pigtails.

I feel like I want to throw up... But in a good way. I've never been so nervous in my life, exciting anticipation runs through my veins and I catch myself on a few different occasions bobbing up and down on the balls of my feet.

Everything is so new and it gives me a sense of relief as I realise that from this day forward, I'm going to be known as Mrs Emily Evans.

It reminds me that all the bad times are over. Everything we've ever been through in the past is exactly that... In the past.

From now on it's just me and Hunter, the love of my life and someday soon, baby Evans.

"Wow, Emily," Devon says entering the room. I didn't even realise he had knocked. "Hunter isn't going to know what's hit him. You look amazing"

"Thank you" I smile shyly as mom fusses around me, making sure my veil isn't ruffled and my dress is crease-free.

"You ready?" He asks and I take a deep breath with one last look in the mirror before taking his offered arm.

"More than anything" I reply as he guides me out of the room.

XxxxxxX

As the beginning chords of Ellie Goulding fill my ears, I take a deep breath, smiling up at Devon. He grins back and I turn toward the front as we begin our descent down the makeshift aisle.

It's a bright and sunny day outside, the clouds scattered thought he bright blue sky and the wind blowing softly as the trees and grass, which thankfully had been cut, sways back and forth around us.

All our family and friends are staring at me and for once in my life, I don't mind being the centre of attention. This is our one and only day, I definitely don't intend to do it again.

The gorgeous man waiting for me has a smile on his face, bigger than I've ever seen before. I want to run to him, to be wrapped in his arms as soon as possible but hold myself back, I have the rest of forever for that.

It's crazy to think how far we've come, from a one time hookup at Taras birthday to now, getting married and planning to have children. If someone told me five years ago, that this would be happening, I would have laughed in their face, I never would have imagined.

He was simply Taras brother, the guy that called me squirt and terrorized us relentlessly. When he found me in his room that night, I almost left.

Things would have been so different now.

We make it to the end of the aisle that seemed to go on forever and Devon turns to me, he kisses me lightly on the cheek before going to join Tara, her mom and the babies.

There must be over a hundred people here, most of which are Hunters family. I spot my mom and James a few rows back and Katie and Laura sitting at the back, sending them a brief smile before turning my attention to my soon to be husband.

"You're stunning" he compliments me making me blush.

After all this time he can still reduce me to a puddle of hormonal mess.

Tears well up in my eyes but I blink them back, not wanting to have mascara leaking down my cheeks.

"Thank you," I say back as he takes my hands in his.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."

XxxxxxxxX

Hunter and I sit at the head table under the marquee. My adorable bridesmaids, Ava, Amelia and Eden are playing happily on the grass with one another while Devon and Tara argue about who's turn it is for diaper changing duties.

It's amusing to say the least.

A small stage has been set up a few metres away, where the speeches of our nearest and dearest took place.

Hunters thumb is rubbing slow languid circles over the back of my hand as people come up to congratulate us. I keep glancing at the new ring on my finger and pinching myself to prove I'm not dreaming it all.

Today has been the most amazing and exceptional day of my existence.

I take in my surroundings and see my mom and James, looking over at us. Mom looks anxious about something but I shrug it off. Nothing is going to spoil my day.

James and my mom have called it quits and rather than being in a relationship that neither one wants to be in, they're now friends. I don't know if they'll ever be more than that but for now, and for the sake of Eden, friends are good.

"I'll be right back" Hunter promises kissing my hand.

"Where are you going?" I question not wanting to have to deal with strangers from Hunter's family by myself.

"I'll be right back" He repeats himself with a smirk before scampering off to God knows where.

I notice him joining my mom and James in hushed whispers but don't think anything of it.

"Mrs Emily Evans, well aren't you picture perfect" 

I grin as soon as I hear her voice. It's been way too long. I stand up and Katie wraps her arms around me.

"God, I've missed you," I tell her. The last time I even spoke to her was our last trip to Paris. "You look amazing." She tells me as we pull away.

"Congratulations Emily," Laura adds kissing my cheek.

"Thank you"

"We got you a gift," Katie announces proudly and Laura pulls out a large canvas picture from behind her. I have no idea how I didn't spot it before now. "It's nothing special but I was speaking to Tara on the phone a few months ago and I came up with the idea."

When I take the canvas from Laura, I'm awed and absolutely gobsmacked by what I see, Katie, I'm assuming has put her artistic talents to use and created the most beautiful piece of artwork I've ever seen.

It's a painted picture of my new husband and I dancing at our prom in hunters moms back yard. Twinkling lights hang above us and the trees in the background hold so much detail that It's hard to believe she actually painted this.

There's a faded picture of the Eifel Tower in the background with the words I have loved you all along scrolled at the bottom.

"Excuse me!" Hunters familiar voice booms over the microphone making me jump. "Hey everyone" he smiles cheekily and sends the guests a little wave as all the focus turns to him "I know the time for speeches is over and Tara will probably strangle me for not sticking to the schedule but I recently received something that I think my beautiful wife really needs to see... Or hear rather."

I gently place the new picture, which I've decided is going to take pride of place on the wall in our bedroom, down on the table and make my way toward the stage.

"Emily, this day has been amazing from start to finish but your mom gave me something just now that I know will make it that little extra bit special for you."

My mom comes to my side in an instant, holding my hand. I'm confused by the action but don't pull away.

"I'm just going to read what it says" , He unfolds a piece of paper and glances up at me a few time before starting.

"I suspect that most of you here know me, if not then I'm Roy and I'm the father of the bride"

A hand slaps over my mouth as I realise what's happening. How? When? My mind is reeling with thought after thought.

It's been almost eight months since I lost my dad and not a day goes by that I don't think about him. Especially today, when he should have been walking me down the aisle.

"My daughter, A kinder, more gentle and caring individual would be hard to come by, she truly is an angel."

"It's wonderful to know that so many people turned up to celebrate the marriage of my little Emily and her new husband, whoever he may be."

By this point, the tears are streaming down my face, but they're happy tears. Happy that even from the grave, my dad was able to give me the best gift possible.

"My advice to both of them. Make time together a priority, don't make plans and then cancel when something else comes along. Be your partners biggest supporter and be there when they can no longer support themselves."

I smile imagining my dad's voice speaking the words that Hunter is reading.

Tara's fingers thread through my other hand and she wipes a tear away from my cheek. "I want to finish off by saying Emily, my darling, my princess. I love you with everything I am, I am so proud of you and the person that you've become." Hunter looks deep into my eyes before continuing with the next words.

"If your new husband loves you half as much as I do, then I'll die a very happy man"

XxxxxxX

"How did you even come across it?" I ask my mom as we stand on the edge of the grass overlooking the city.

"When your father first found out he was sick, he began writing things down, I thought they were just scribbles, things he wanted to remember but knew he wouldn't at some point." She explains "a couple of weeks ago, your Aunt Karen and I were going through some boxes of his and we found it. I don't know when he wrote it but I couldn't let you not hear it so I brought it with me today"

I nod taking in what she's saying. It really does mean the world to me. I'm surprised such a thoughtful idea came from my mom to be honest but I don't say that. We're on good terms right now.

"Emily, sweetheart. I believe my son is looking for you" Christine interrupts us looking absolutely glowing with Mark by her side. He's dressed in a grey suit that makes his silver hair stand out. "Something about your first dance as husband and wife"

"Of course" I smile eager to get to him. I turn to look at my mom once more  "thank you" I tell her sincerely. I don't think anyone will ever know how much it meant to hear my dads written words today.

I head off in search of Hunter, who I find slow dancing in the middle of the dance floor with Tara.

I stay out of sight for a minute more, letting them have their moment and finish their conversation.

Tara looks so proud, her hard work leading up to today has definitely paid off.

When Hunter spots me, he let's go of Tara and beckons me over.

Tara hugs me again before walking away leaving me and my new husband alone.

Hunter wraps an arm around my waist, his hand landing softly onto the small of my back and his other hand holding mine. I place my free arm around his neck, kissing him gently.

"Ladies and Gents, may I introduce to you for their first dance as husband and wife." Tara's voice says clearly through the large black speakers. "Mr and Mrs Evans!"

All of our guests erupt into cheers and applauds and I bury my head into Hunter's shoulder as the song plays around us. Our song.

I have loved you all along.

The lyrics remind me of the gift from Katie and Laura. It reminds me of prom and dancing with Hunter at our engagement party and in our hotel room in Paris. It reminds me that no matter what, Hunter and I are forever. There's no doubting that.

"Have I told you today how beautiful you look?" He asks, his eyes boring into mine.

"Not recently" I grin and he kisses me with so much passion I feel like I'm about to faint. "I love you, Mr Evans"

Hunter smiles at me, his perfect, white teeth on display, he looks like such a man child when he smiles like that. "I love you too Mrs Evans"

"I love the sound of that"

"And I love that I get to spend the rest of my life with you" he counters.

"And I love that I'm pregnant with your baby"

"What?" Hunter suddenly stops moving, starting me down. "Are you serious?"

"Baby Evans due December 23rd" I nod enthusiastically. Hunter grabs me pinning me to him in a bone-crushing hug before picking me up and spinning around with me in his arms. "Hunter!" I squeal "put me down."

"Never!"

I laugh as we continue to spin slowly and Hunter sets me back on my feet. "When did you find out?"

"Last week" I inform him feeling proud I managed to keep it from him. "You're not the only one that's good at surprises Hunter."

"Clearly" he responds still in shock by my revelation. "Best surprise by far."

"Yeah?"

Hunter nods "definitely!" He says pointedly pulling me in for a deep, slow kiss.

The End.

Are we happy? Sad that it's over? Did you love Roys father of the bride speech from beyond the grave?

Who enjoyed the little cameo from Katie and Laura?

I've loved writing these books, the characters, the plots and story, everything about them. I honestly can't thank you all enough for your support. I really appreciate it.

Stay safe my lovelies.

LaylaJ x

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