Three Months Later"Babe?! Have you seen my hair brush?" I asked.
Fredrik walked into the bedroom.
"No."
"Dang it."
He walked up and grabbed me from behind and kissed my cheek.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
I closed my eyes as we swayed side to side.
Fredrik ended up moving in shortly after mom and dad passed away. We almost broke up once, I had a panic attack and felt like things were moving way to fast. Until one night I had a dream. In my dream mom was there, and she told me not to be scared. She told me the story about how her and dad met. She told me that if I really loved this guy, there was no such thing as too fast. I told Fredrik about my dream and apologized for being crazy. Things have been awesome since then.
"I need a shower, I stink." I said.
"Can it wait?" He asked.
"I mean I guess it can, but I have to get ready for the day."
"This will only take a moment." He said.
I looked at him weird then gasped.
"Wha- What are you doing?!"
"I love you. I've loved you from the moment I saw you. I hope that I am not making you anxious right now, but I can't wait any longer."
I looked at him with tear filled eyes.
"I know you are still in your pajamas and you claim to be stinky, but I want to have a hundred more years of waking up to you stinking in your pajamas."
I laughed and covered my mouth.
"So, this is why I must ask the woman I love this question now. Will you please make me a happy man and marry me?"
"Fredrik!" I cried.
"I hope those are happy tears." He said, worry spreading across his face.
I tried to stop crying long enough to talk.
"Emma?"
I nodded and sobbed more.
"Yes?"
I nodded.
"Yes!"
He picked me up and spun me around.
"I'm so happy!" I managed to get out.
"Thank god, I thought you were about to say no!"
"I couldn't talk! You literally made me speechless!"
"That's good."
The next few weeks were spent making plans, we decided to just have a small ceremony between the two of us.
There was a knock on the door.
"Emma?"
I looked over my shoulder and Liam was standing there.
"Are you okay?" He asked noticing me dabbing my tears away with a Kleenex.
"This is moms dress." I sniffled.
He half smiled.
"I thought since she can't- she can't be here..."
"I'm sure she is loving seeing you in it."
"I made my hair up like hers too."
He rubbed my back.
"I'm getting married today."
"Yes you are." He smiled.
He gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"I hope you get to experience this one day, whether it's with Ryan or not." I told him.
"Me too."
I took a deep breath.
"Here I go."
"Wow."
"I hope that's a good wow." I giggled.
"You look stunning."
"Thank you."
He smiled at me, and I had that moment where you know everything is going to be okay.
"Shall we?"
I nodded.
We said our vows and exchanged rings.
"I get to kiss you now."
"Are you sure?" I teased.
"Pretty sure."
"Well then what are you waiting for?"
"Look at my beautiful wife."
My heart skipped a beat.
"Well, look at my handsome husband."
"I like the way that sounds." He smiled.
I screamed.
"You look like your mother with your hair like that."
I smiled.
"She would have been so proud of you."
"She also would have loved you. She seemed to already love you when I first met you."
"At least I had her approval, your father didn't seem to care for me."
I giggled.
"Shall we go spend some... alone time?"
"Mmm, we shall."
He took my hand and led me to our bedroom.
I was married, I just hope we weren't moving too fast.
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