Daniel's P.O.V
"She's beautiful." I whispered.
"Don't get cheesy on me now. Especially not about my sister, man. I approve, but that doesn't mean I wanna hear the mushy stuff." I nodded and moved some hair from my angel's face. "I'm glad she has you. In a sick and twisted way, I wouldn't want her to have anybody else." I grinned, "Thanks. That seriously means a lot, coming from you." He nodded. "Heard you skipped a game or two to stay here?" I chuckled, "Yeah, Coach says he'd bench me if I left her. I tried once, never gonna make that mistake again." He nodded and patted my shoulder. "When's the wedding?" I chocked on my own spit at that. "What?" He grinned and handed me a ring box. "The wedding, when is it?" I shook my head. "I have no clue. I haven't even proposed." He shook his head, "Yet. You're a fool for waiting at all. She doesn't take to people like she took to you. Girl knows when somebody's not right and she also knows when somebody'd get tore up around me. That military doesn't let wimps in, that's for sure." I nodded and felt her stir in my hold. "Dani?" I smiled, "Right here, angel. I told you I wouldn't leave you." She smiled and buried her head further into my chest. "I love you." I kissed her temple, "Love you more, angel." Bailon started singing some random song, "Hello to you too, Bailon." He ginned.Year And Six Months Later
Stella (age 17)
I sighed as I curled my last piece of hair. My lace dress and cowboy boots were adorning my body while my face had only light make-up. Grabbing my phone, I walked downstairs to wait on Daniel to arrive. Once he did, Bailon had to give him 'the talk' that his fiance's dad gave to him. I don't see why though, it was a simple anniversary date. Right? Daniel took my hand and led me to his 1968 mustang that him and his brother rebuilt completely. "I love you, y'know? Crazy brother and all." I rolled my eyes at his cheesy ways and grabbed his hand resting between us. "Love you, too, Daniboy." I laughed when he grunted at the pet name I came up with. "'Cause that's so original, babe." I shook my head at him and slapped his head at the red light. "I'm not a pig, don't call me babe." He smiled and kissed my hand while driving again. "Fine, princessà. Mí amour, princess, love, baby, beautiful, mmphh-" His words became muffled as I placed my hand over his blabbering mouth. "That's enough, Romeo. Chill out a little, OK?" He nodded and licked my hand. "You do know that we kiss every day, right? That tongue doesn't faze me at all." I smiled a dazzling smile at him and kissed his cheek. We finally arrived at a semi-fancy restaurant and sat at a small corner table alone. I heard him mutter something along the lines of now or never before he got up from his seat. "Stella Marie, I've loved you for a long time. Growing up, we may have hated each other and played pranks, but look where we are now. We lost contact and you grew up into a very strong and very beautiful woman. I know we're young, but I also know that there is no one else that I could ever love as much as you. You light up a room and put a smile on everybody's faces with your laugh. What I'm saying is this, you are my it. There isn't anything this world has to offer that I don't see in the woman in front of me. Beauty, wit, sass, integrity, love, passion...I could go on all day long." He got down on one knee and continued. "Would you do me the honour of letting me be by your side for the rest of our lives? Be my wife and mother to my kids?" I was speechless for a minute before nodding and jumping into his waiting arms. "I love you, so much." I smiled into his shoulder as he slipped the ring onto my finger. "Daddy and Bailon are gonna murder you, baby." He smiled and shook his head, "Already asked them both for your hand." I nodded and we continued our night.Two years later
Daniel
I wiped my sweaty palms on my tux pants while waiting for my bride-to-be to walk down the isle. Music started playing and my three grooms men and her brides maids came out before she finally did, her daddy in tow on her arm. He placed her hand in mine and kissed her cheek before sitting down. Our vows were said and jokes were made before I heard the one thing that changed me forever, "I present Mr and Mrs. Daniel Way. You may now kiss the bride." I wasted no time in dipping Stella and stealing her lips into a kiss. She was finally mine and I never want her to leave.Three Years Later
Stella (age 22)
I was woken by lips pressing onto mine and the smell of an apple cider from Starbucks. "Baby girl, wake up. Guess what today is?" I opened my eyes and decided to mess with him a bit. "Friday? My day off from football practice and intense muscle pain?" He nodded, "That too." I broke and laughed, "It's three years today. Three years of waking up to a sexy quarterback husband and our husky." He nodded, "D**n straight. I got your favorite, apple cider with two shots of whipped cream on top." I kissed him again and took the warm drink. "Thank you, baby. Now go so that I can shower and get dressed." He frowned, but still went to another room none the less. I washed and got dressed in some black skinny jeans and Daniel's varsity football jersey and my varsity jacket. "You look amazing, baby girl. Just like every day I get to see you." I kissed his cheek and got some bacon and eggs from the table. "Same to you, kiss up. You'd think after three years that you'd stop the butt kissing." He grinned and grabbed my waist from behind, "Never. You are my queen and shall be treated like one."Two years later
Daniel (Age 24)
I wiped a tear as I stared at my daughter. Gracie Lynn Way, born September 14, weighing six Ibs four oz. She was small, but so d**m beautiful. She looks like a spitting image of me with her mom's hair. "She's perfect. Looks just like her father." Luke spoke. He was first in line to hold his great granddaughter when I announced that she was here. "Great, another heart-breaker in the family." Alex groaned while staring at my daughter. "She won't be able to break hearts. I'm gonna lock her in her room, no boys or electronics to make her cry. And when a boy decides to try, I have a shot gun with his name on a bullet." Alex grinned, "You say that now. Look how that turned out with my baby girl. She has a baby of her own now with a loving husband." I smiled, "I couldn't help the fact that my heart needed her. It still does to this day, just opened up a bit to make room for Gracie. My little angel." Gracie started wailing until Alex gave up and passed her back to me. "Angel, look." I put my finger above her face and wiggled it until she was quiet. She whimpered, so I stuck my tongue out and crossed my eyes, earning me an adorable giggle from the newborn. "You're already a great dad. Just don't let her do all the work while you sleep at night. This baby isn't just Stella's to raise." I nodded, "Of course, I wasn't planning on that, sir. I won't let her get out of bed for the first two or three nights, but then she's gotta help me a little. I don't expect her to do it all." Alex smiled proudly as my parents bustled through the door. "Where is she? Where's my grand-baby?" I tightened my hold on Gracie. "She's sleeping, guys. I don't wanna move her, she'll wake up easily. That and I want time with my daughter." Alex and Luke chuckled and Bailon was the next to show his face. "And my niece is located where?" Mom pointed to me laid on the coach. My daughter had sprawled across my chest and dug her tiny face into my shirt. She had tiny handfuls of my shirt fisted up while she snored lightly. "She's adorable. Who's eyes did she get?" I grinned proudly, "Mine. My face structure and all." He whistled lowly and went to talk to Stells. "Baby, can I get Grace?" I pouted and went to get up when Grace screamed bloody murder. "Never-mind, just get her back to sleep!" I chuckled and laid back down, running my hand gently over the back of her head. "She sure loves her daddy." Bailon grinned. "Sure does. Daddy's princess." All the people grinned and shortly after, I fell asleep with my princess.-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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