Adopted✔

Nine years later : 54

Natasha's POV

Nine years later...

It has been five months since Nick proposed. Nine years since we became a couple. Meaning I am 25 years old now. Today is the wedding day and I am busy having a panic attack in my apartment.

Oscar is 10 years old and is an inch taller than my knees. He is busy whining to go to the bathroom.

I get up from bed, slip flip flops on and walk him outside to do his business. I get back inside with him and continue my panic attack.

The rehearsal dinner was yesterday. As I'm about to call Pamela for the schedule because Oscar ate mine, when someone rings my doorbell. I sigh and get up from my couch.

Then I open the door and find Nick. He is wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt.

"Hey." I sigh, stepping aside to let him in.

He comes in and hugs me. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his chest. "How are you?" He asks.

"Tired, stressed. I feel like throwing up and Oscar hasn't been doing too great lately." I replied.

"Hm, have you been causing trouble mister?" Nick asks pulling away from our hug to pet Oscar.

I close the front door and sit back down on my couch. Nick sits beside me.

"Have you eaten?" Nick asked me.

"No." I reply.

"Well, I'll make crepes while you go shower. Then we can have breakfast together before we are all busy." Nick suggests.

"Okay, thank you." I say getting up.

"Anything for my princess." He says.

I give him a small smile before going to my room, grabbing a pair of leggings and a hoodie-no my style hasn't changed in the last nine years-before heading to the bathroom.

I shower and then brush my hair, get dressed and exit the bathroom. Nick is washing dishes.

I come up behind him and hug him.

"I was wondering when you were coming." He joked.

"Hey, I didn't take that long." I retort.

"Okay, you didn't. Now lets eat before anyone comes by to get us ready." He says, drying his hands and leading me to my little dining room table.

We eat crepes with jam until my doorbell rings. Oscar starts barking and I get up, open the door and find Pamela and Andrew. They got married two years ago.

"Good morning future bride of my best friend. Now where is he? We need to get ready." Andrew asked.

Pamela hit his arm. "Good morning." She said giving me a hug. I hugged her back and let them inside.

"There you are, we need to leave and you need to get ready." Andrew says first to Nick then me.

He drags Nick up and towards the door. I grab Nick's arm and give him a quick hug before he is dragged outside.

"Alright, get your shoes on. We are meeting the girls at the salon, you will get your hair done, makeup done and nails done." Pamela tells me.

"But-"

"No buts, we are dropping Oscar off at your parent's house while you get ready. Lets go." Pamela tells me.

"Okay, alright. I'm coming." I tell her. I grab my shoes, phone, wallet, keys, carrots and Oscar's leash.