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Six Months Later 

I paced back and forth in the large room, the long white trail following behind me. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't feel anything. It felt like I didn't have a pulse. 

"She won't calm down." A voice said from behind me. 

"Finn, do something." Another said. 

"Alright, alright. Give me a second. Just...can you guys go make sure that Sam is okay?" 

The room went quiet for a moment before I heard the door shut and I finally turned around. Finn was standing there. "Let it out." He said before sitting down on the stool that was in front of me. 

"I'm not ready for this. I'm not. You know me. Christ, you grew up with me, Finn. If I go out there, and I walk down that aisle, and I say those vows, I'm not going to be Amelia Hudson anymore, I'm going to be Amelia Evans. She sounds like the person who brings oranges to her kids soccer games. And the worst part about it is, that I'm not scared about getting married. I'm scared of becoming a wife. Or...a mother. Because that's someone that people count on. And in nine months, I'm gonna have someone who counts on me." 

Finn just stared at me for a moment. "Nine months? You're getting married today. Sam's gonna be counting on you...tomorrow? Right?" I sighed and looked down to the ground. "Nine months, Finn." I said in a breathy whisper. It took him a minute before he had finally understood what I was trying to tell him. 

"Nuh uh. No way." 

I laughed a little bit and smiled. I could feel the tears coming on. Quickly, he got up and ran over to where I was standing and gave me a hug. That was when the tears came. "A.J, are you crying?" 

I laughed a little more before wiping my tears. "Damn hormones." We both laughed, when Lexie and Scarlett came running in. "Okay..." Lexie said with a big smile, "It's time." I nodded and took a deep breath. 

"Yeah. It's time. Amelia Evans, here I come." 

The music started and one by one the bridesmaids and groomsmen began on their way out. I peaked around the corner, trying to see what was going on in the aisle. I could see Sam very faintly standing there. The music began to pick up as I had realized that it was my turn. I took another deep breath and grasped onto Finn's arm even tighter. 

"Hey." He said. I looked up to him. "Pretend it's just you and me." I nodded. 

"I love you, little sister." 

"I love you, big brother." 

Finn and I started out down the aisle, making our way down to the altar. I smiled a little as I looked around to all the different people sitting in the rows. The glee club was divided, some on my side, some on Sam's. My mom was smiling brighter than anyone, recording Finn and I walking down the aisle. 

When I had finally reached the altar, I stood in front of Sam. 

"Hi." He whispered, smiling. 

"Hi." I said, smiling too. 

The priest began introducing us and explaining why we were there. I must not have been paying attention because before I knew it, it was time for the vows. Lexie handed me a piece of paper, that I unfolded, and began reading what the paper said. 

"So, I'm no good at this relationship thing. I mean, my first relationship didn't even start until the end of senior year. And um...I told you, I'm not very good at this." Everyone laughed a little before I took a deep breath and continued.

"Listen, all I know is that when I'm with you, I act different. In a good way. I smile more and laugh more. I don't have to pretend everything is okay. With you, I can drop the fake smile and put on a real one. I don't feel hurt and alone with you, instead I feel safe and loved. You're easy to talk to, and you listen to me. I don't have to worry about holding back with you. I don't feel self conscious. I don't ever feel insecure or sad. You show me that you really do care and you're not just pretending. I really appreciate your company because with you I'm different. With you, I'm happy. And yes, I know that was very sappy, and I'm not one for sweet and sappy things. I've never even seen The Notebook. But, I am. With you, I'm happy." 

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