I had so much excitement and happiness that I could explode. Figuratively and physically. I had never understood the term "explode" being used to describe emotions before, since it was scientifically for things, you know, exploding. It couldn't possibly be used for a human.
Now I understood.
As I stood there, shaking and laughing, I truly felt like I was about to bust at the seams. A couple of years ago I couldn't have even fathomed being okay, let alone being happy. I was beyond happy.
Gajeel had proposed a couple of weeks after the whole ordeal at the police station. We were at a beautiful pier that overlooked a sea of rainbows. There were pinks, blues, greens, yellows, all coming from the reflection sunset. I remember being so taken aback by the sight that I didn't even notice him getting down on one knee and waiting there.
I had noticed he has been nervous, which he never was. I asked him about it several times but he dined anything being wrong. I could just sense a nervousness, and I was right.
I cried out a yes. It was the happiest moment until now. I held him so tight I thought he was the one that was going to explode.
Lucy helped me pick out a dress four days later. Early, I know. In Gajeel's words, "I'm not waitin'." And he sure wasn't. The dress was a snowball white, with a lace back and sleeves. It's sparkled in the sunlight but not inside, almost like a hidden gem. It was tighter on the top, but looses up and became rather big the farther down it got. It barely touched the floor, gliding on it almost teasingly. The shoes were so uncomfortable, I thought I was walking on stilts. But, I grinned and bared it.
Lucy was finishing up my makeup and putting the last sprits of hairspray before looking me up and down. She bit her lip, tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, then smiled. She smiled the biggest smile I had ever seen on her.
"You're so beautiful!" She breathed, clapping her hands together. I looked in the mirror and gasped.
"That's me?" I asked, touching the mirror.
"Sure is! Gajeel is one lucky guy."
I was the lucky one. He was such an amazing guy sometimes I wondered how I found him. Even after all the trauma and mess, he still stuck with me. Lucy helped me up and started walking towards the aisle. The traditional wedding music started playing softly, and everyone stood up. I felt every pair of eyes on me as she walked me down the aisle that was lined with white lilies.
For the first time in my life, I didn't feel afraid of the attention. I didn't feel like I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. It was relief beyond imagine.
I hadn't realized I was looking down. I glanced up and met his eyes. His once piercing red eyes. The eyes I fell in love with. The eyes I wanted forever. That was the first time I'd seen him cry. He teared up and smiled softly, watching me inch closer. Lucy gently squeezed before letting go of my hand and letting me step onto the raised platform. The man started saying words about marriage and commitment and sickness and health but I wasn't listening. It felt so cliché, so predictable, but I couldn't focus on anything but him.
"Levy," hearing him say my name nearly made me audibly gasp. He said it so softly... so... lovingly.
"I couldn't imagine life without you. I used to be so reckless. I used to be so cold, even to you. If I could go back I would. I would change our first meeting. I would've been so much better to you. But, the thing is, when I met you, I never knew I would love ya this much. Even though I don't get why ya like those books so much, or why ya cry during movies, I love it all. Everything about you I love."
I was visibly shaking as tears fell down my face. I smiled warmly and sniffled before saying, "Before I met you, I never knew how to be happy. I thought that I could never find happiness and that I would be alone. I was so wrong. I could not feel less alone. You make me feel so happy you could never understand. You helped me see that it is good in the world. You gave me a chance to have the white picket fence dream. And that's exactly what life with you is, a dream."
All I heard next was, "...'till death do you part?"
And a firm, but soft, "I do.""I do," I said, never having been surer of anything else in my entire life. I doubt I ever will be.
"You may now kiss—" he couldn't even finish his sentence before Gajeel placed his hands on my neck and kissed me. This kid surpassed anything I had ever done. It was so simple, yet so complex. So beautifully intricate, yet just a kiss. I couldn't even explain.
The rest was a blur of cheers, cries, dancing, singing, eating, and undressing. I took off my dress and slipped into a strapless orange one. Our honeymoon was in the city of love itself, Paris. Everything was packed and the car was ready to go to the airport. I opened the door, and there was Gajeel, waiting in the hallway.
"Ya ready, Shrimp?"
I smiled, nodding slightly.
"Definitely."
He wrapped his arm around me as we walked towards the car, happy as ever.
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Very long author's note up ahead ^^
Wow. I barely have words. More than a year after the ending, and yet here we are. Yes, I know I've been gone since the ending of this book. Ever since Fairy Tail ended I felt less connected to the fandom and less inspired. I also took a long break from writing, sadly. So that may be why I may seem a bit rusty. So many of you were asking for a sequel but I can't promise that. I don't want to commit to anything right now. Yes, I have been reading through comments while I've been gone.
I got very inspired out of nowhere and out popped this chapter! I know most of my fanbase is gone and I know I won't get nearly as many reads but to those of you who will read this, thank you. And thank you to everyone who has read this story, old or new, I appreciate you more than you know. Honestly, I miss Wattpad a lot. I miss interacting with all of you. I miss updating. I miss writing in general too. I hope to get more inspired and hopefully get back into this.
I'm going to be responding to comments more now as I am kind of back. Even if I don't respond, I will read it. Sometimes I just don't have the time. Just know that it will be read. Before I go, just another big thank you, especially to those who have stuck around and have been around since the beginning. And thank you to you newcomers! You're just as important to me. Well, this is rather long so I should be going. Have a nice night/day, I hope to see you soon!
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