Feels Like Love: A Bruno Mars Fan Fiction

Epilogue

*Three Years Later*

        I looked myself  over in the mirror and smiled. Today was the day that I was marrying the man of my dreams and I couldn't wait to call myself Mrs. Hernandez. 

"Mommy."

I turned to look at my baby girl.

"Yes baby, I wanna see my brother and daddy."

"I know baby but we have to wait only for a little while."

Paris gave me a small smile before she went to sit in her aunt Lauren's lap. 

After Peter proposed to me we decided to start building a life together. We went house hunting in LA and shortly after we moved in I found out that I was two months pregnant. Telling Peter about it was very nerve racking, but he was very happy, which helped nerves throughout the pregnancy. Seven months later I gave birth to our twins Peter Jr. (I was not happy about my son being a Jr. but I wanted to make Pete happy) and Paris. The were the best babies we could have asked for, and the were also close.

    Lauren and Reggie had also tied the knot and I was very happy that our families would be closer since Reggie took a job in LA. They were excepting their second boy later on in the fall. My mom was even finding love, which Lauren and I made sure to rub in her face every chance we got. My mom walked into the hotel room and wiped her eyes.

"I can't believe that my baby girl is getting married."

"Mom please don't start."

"You're right."

"Gummy, Paris," said running over to her grandmother. 

I really hated that Paris nor Peter would never get to know their's father's mother. It had been a hard time for all of us but we got through it like a real family does. Peter's sisters walked in smiling and I couldn't help the huge smile that broke out on my own face. Soon these crazy ladies would be my sister in laws, and I was ready for it all. 

"It's time," everyone sang.

I took a deep breath and pulled my veil over my face. Everyone else took their place, leaving just my mother and I in the room. She was walking me down the aisle and I wouldn't want it any other way.  My mom turned to me and smiled.

 "I love you so much and I'm honored that you want me to give you away at your wedding."

My mother and I shared a tearful moment and I kissed her cheek. 

"Thank you so much mommy for everything."

"You're welcome baby."

My music started playing and I latched my arm in my mothers. 

"Ready baby girl?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

We started our walk down the aisle and as I locked eyes with Peter, I knew that no one else would ever matter as much he did to me and I loved him more than he would ever know. After my mother gave me away she took her seat and the ceremony was almost done all we had to say was I do. 

"The couple has written their own vows, Peter."

Pete looked me in my eye before opening his mouth. 

"Leixe since the day that I met you I knew that you were someone that was very special and I love you more than my life. Thank you for being the mother of my children and for just being you."

"Alexa."

"Pete I don't know where to begin with us. We've had our ups and downs but we made it through. Without you I wouldn't be half the woman that I am today and I love you."

"We will now exchange rings."

I handed my sister my flowers and she handed me Pete's ring. 

"Do you Peter Gene Hernandez take Alexa Parker Harrington to my lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." 

He placed the ring on my finger and I held back tears, this was really happening.

"Do you Alexa Parker Harrington take Peter Gene Hernandez to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

I placed his ring on his finger and watched as his smile reached his eyes. 

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, Peter you may kiss your bride."

"I've been waiting all day for this," he said removing my veil from my face. 

       At our reception we had our first dance to a acoustic version of Just The Way You Are. We cut our cake  and had an amazing time with our guests. When my mom came over the table, we knew that it was time to leave for our honeymoon. We hugged and kissed her babies and thanked everyone for coming out and help us celebrate our special day. Once we were in the car that was taking us to the airport Pete pulled me into his lap and kissed my lips tenderly. 

"I love you Mrs. Hernandez."

"Not as much as I love you Mr. Hernandez."

I loved this man with everything in me and I was ready to start our life together.