You're Perfect (A Big Time Rush Fanfic)

Chapter 44

After the ceremony, came the reception of course. James and I stood hand in hand as the DJ called out for us to come out onto the dance floor. "Mrs. Maslow, allow me." James said as he pushed open the door to the reception hall. Everyone cheered as we made our way out to the dance floor. As soon as we got in our stance the music started as we started our first dance. 'Never Stop' by Safetysuit started to play over the speakers as I was now dancing with my husband.

"You look stunning by the way." James whispered as our guests watched us whisper to one another while the our song played. I smiled shyly. "God, you're beautiful." James said.

"Sweetheart, you mean the world to me." I said staring up at him. He smiled then.

"You're perfect." He whispered to me, this time butterflies awakened in my stomach and goosebumps raised on my arms. This time he said made me believe him.

"But, babe, you're the more perfect human being of us all." I answered as he then leaned down to kiss me. We danced the remainder of the song and we were off to party the night away and then head off on our adventure of a honeymoon in Barcelona.

*Three years later.*

John was in his senior year of highschool, we all lived in my house for the time being. However in the few months from now I'd be moving into James's house permanently and John would lease the upstairs of my house from me so he could live here and attend UCLA while downstairs Alexa and myself could still hold meetings and interested clients who wanted to promote our foundation.
However, today was a very special day. Although our dreams of having children naturally was not a possibility, James and I had been looking into a certain orphanage for children of age four and younger. We had our home studied for a few months now and were now being placed with a child. I had kept John home from school and we all were going to the orphanage to meet possible little ones who we'd raise and love as our own.

"John! Off the phone! Let's go!" James yelled from the kitchen where I was waiting as well. John then opened his door.

"Okay, love you too. Bye Hil." John said smiling. He hung up the phone and then walked down the stairs. "I'm here." John said. James and I walked in front of him and out the door. We got in my Soul and we were off. It took roughly thirty minutes till we arrived and met with an adoption agent I'm the parking lot.

"Mr. And Mrs. Maslow, and Mr. Allen." The woman greeted shaking all our hands. "Very nice seeing you all again." She smiled holding files in her hands.

"Same." I told her smiling kindly.

"Okay, so when we get in here, the kids will be either playing for their play time or in bouncers for you guys to get to know. I advise you to get to know all the kids before requesting a personal meeting with them." She advised as we started down the path that led up to the house.

"How many children live here?" James asked as John followed behind James and myself. The woman walked sideways in front of us to try to talk to us.

"There are at this moment sixteen, however some are being adopted so they are not ones you should probably get to know very well." She smiled kindly. We nodded. She then walked up the steps and we were inside the house quickly. There wasn't much noise for a bunch of four and younger kids. She immediately led us into the living room of the house and let us loose to mingle and play with the kids.

We met so many beautiful children of all the ages available, of every race, and every possible eye and hair color. But at the end of the day, we fell for two of the younger kids. There was a baby almost seven months old given up for adoption from a teen mother who wanted a closed adoption process. She had beautiful dark brown hair but the most gorgeous hazel eyes which I couldn't help think looked like James's. She was so open to John, James and myself and I couldn't help but fall for her adorable little way of leaning on my shoulder when I held her. James was happy with her but I couldn't help but feel like John and James were preferring the other child who was just as open to us three. The other was a boy, a year and six months old already walking and already smiling more than any kid I had ever met. He was always reaching up to John or James to pick him up and hold him which he played with the collars of their shirts. His hair was blonde like mine and had the same green eyes as me. He came from a similar background except his mother was older but just wasn't able to care for him. She also requests a closed adoption. I sighed as the agent guided us down the hall to the dining area of the house where she would discuss adoption options.