M E A N D P E T E

T H E P O O R G R O O M 'S B R I D E

T I M E  S K I P: 3 months later (August)

Today was the day. The day I get to say I'm spending the rest of my life with Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III.

My hair was curled in a half up-half down style. My makeup was simple, yet elegant. And my dress, oh my. It was all lace. It had a plunging neckline and no sleeves. It stopped a little below my ankles. It was tight, but still loose enough for little Greer to fit.

I grabbed my bouquet full of various white flowers and took a deep breath. The next thing to do was well, walk down the aisle.

"It's time, Ashlyn." My dad said with a weak smile.

I nodded my head and linked arms with him. I suppose he could feel me shaking because he whispered 'relax' to me. But how could I? This was the most important day of my life, thus far.

"Ready?" My father asked while looking me in the eyes.

"Y-yes." I said with a deep breath.

The musical began as we started our way down the cherry blossom lined aisle. The guests all stood and watched me with a smile on their faces. I heard a few sniffles, but I didn't focus on anymore except him.

Pete.

The biggest smile you could imagine was on his face. It relieved me of all the stress I had built up over the past few weeks.

The "long" walk was soon over and my father left my side to return to his, but not before me a kiss on the cheek and wishing me good luck.

I stepped up the platform the bridesmaids and groomsmen were at, right across from Pete. The priest began to talk but I couldn't focus on him. I was starry eyed at Pete.

Luckily, I heard the minister say "vows" and snapped out my trance. Pete's shaking hand reached into his suit's pocket and pulled out a piece of folded paper. He unraveled it and held it in front of his face.

"I can't believe I'm actually standing before my bride. I can't believe it's you. After that one night, I never thought I'd see you again. I never thought I'd never get to say you were mine again. But as soon as I saw you on New Years, I knew that I had to get you back. I'm so happy that I did. My life did a complete 360 from that day on. You are one of the best things that have ever happened to me. I'm completely grateful for everything you've done. I've tried, but words cannot describe how happy I am to wake up next to you everyday and see your belly and know that you have our baby in there. Words can't describe the feeling I get when you smile or laugh or even look at me. As Drogo would say, you are the moon of my life. I love you so so much." Pete said with a weak voice and shiny eyes.

I hadn't even noticed tears were falling out of my eyes as well. I was too focused on the love of my life. The minister told me to say my vows for Pete.

"Peter, where do I begin? Oh, Sydney's party. I was a such a mess that night, but you took me home and kept me safe. You were my superhero and you still are. You have this power that can make everything better. I love you so very much for that. It's cliche to say, but you are my best friend. You are my everything. You're my person. I know that I'm making no sense right now, but that's because I have so much to say. Too much to say actually. But to complete your Game Of Thrones logic, you are my sun and stars. You are my soulmate and I am so thankful to have met someone as beautiful as you are, P. I love you too." I said, before completely turning into a crying mess.

Pete grabbed my hand to try to calm me down. And it worked. The minister continued on with his "speech", if you will. Finally, we had gotten to the most special part of the ceremony. The "I do's".

"Pete, do you take Ashlyn to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?"

Through a big smile, Pete said,"I do!"

"Ashlyn, do you take Pete to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?"

"I do." I said with a shaken breath.

The minister began again, "By the power vested in me by the State of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Pete leaned in and wrapped his hands around me head and neck. He gave me a long passionate kiss. The guests were whistling and clapping and yelling. Everything was absolutely perfect.

I hooked my arm around Pete's and we started down the aisle. Halfway down, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and something wet trickle down my leg.

"Oh my god. MY WATER BROKE!" I yelled.

Pete looked at me frantically, unsure what to do. He told someone to get up so I could sit, then he went to get our mothers.

"Okay honey, we are going to get you to the hospital. Pete is going to grab the car. We'll walk you out of here." Dale, Pete's mother said calmly.

I nodded at her and watched as Pete ran out of the building in his suit. I couldn't help but to laugh at him. Actually, I was laughing at how this "amazing" day was turning out.

My mother was on one side of me and Dale was on the other. They kept asking how I was feeling as we slowly walked towards the doors. Of course, I said I was fine, but the contractions were getting more painful.

Luckily, Pete was already in the front of the building by the time we got there. He hopped out of car and helped me into the passenger seat.

"Can you get the over night bag and bring it to the hospital?" Pete asked his mother.

"Yes! Just go! We got this." Dale said, motioning to my mother.

"Don't worry, Pete. I love you both. I'll see you in a little." My mother said before kissing me on the forehead.

I just smiled at her and waved goodbye. Pete shut my door and sat back into the drivers seat.  He grabbed my hand and started to drive off to the hospital...