Take A Walk (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction, Book 5 of The Hardships Saga)

Chapter Forty-Four

*IDK*

The wedding march began playing, and Drew itched to fix his hair. He had straightened it the night before, but he was sure that from his nerves and probably from sweat, it was beginning to curl up again. He resiliently faced Father Charlie as he heard the doors open and gasps of astonishment. He wanted to turn around so badly. He wanted to see her.

"Holy crap, dude," breathed Adrian.

"How does she look?" he whispered.

"Stunning."

He couldn't stand it. He turned around... and fell in love with Elle Hayes-Lockhart all over again.

Her hair was curled softly over her shoulders, her dress billowing out around her. He could see that she was shaking slightly, but her lips quirked up into a smile, and his mouth dropped open in awe. Hunter held her arm with pride, and Red walked down the aisle, throwing petals everywhere. She grinned at Drew who just bit his lip and looked back at Elle.

She looked so wonderful.

Elle came to stand beside him, and he turned to face her. She smiled up at him and he gazed at her, still awestruck by how incredibly beautiful she really looked. "Oh, Ellie," he whispered. "My queen."

"You like it?" she breathed.

"You're... so beautiful."

"We are gathered here today..."

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"You may kiss the bride," announced Father Charlie, and Drew wasted no time in pulling Elle closer and kissing her. The crowd cheered and Elle pulled away from him slowly.

"Mrs Greene," he said softly under his breath.

"Finally," she responded.

Spencer hugged Drew. "You're my brother now!" he cheered, and Drew laughed, lifting him up and hugging him. Ryan and Jessie were already running around, organising the reception, and Drew and Elle started taking photos with all the guests. 

Eventually, they got some time to themselves, where they sat together, watching the processions. The waiters and waitresses were rushing around, serving food and drink to everyone, and Elle and Drew had two glasses of champagne for them to drink, along with some finger foods.

"Man, I'd love some nuggets right now," Elle mumbled to Drew, and he stifled a laugh.

"We're supposed to be sophisticated," he said, taking one of the hors d'oeuvres and popping it into his mouth, before wincing. He washed it down with champagne. "Never mind, I'm with you. Let's get KFC before we go to the airport."

"Japan for a honeymoon," she said. "It'll be fun."

"It will be," he said. "I can't wait to go to Studio Ghibli, and the museum."

"You're such a nerd," she said, kissing his cheek. "Honestly."

He laughed slightly, taking her hand, which was now adorned with a small ring, one that matched the one on his. "I can't believe I got to marry you."

"I can't believe it either." She squeezed his fingers, then said, "You know what I was doing the other day?"

"No?"

"I went to the doctors while you were at work, and they told me that it's not heridetary."

His eyes widened. "It's not?"

"No." She sighed. "But I'm... not infertile, but-"

"Yeah. Yeah, I know." His hand rested on her leg. "What now?"