Sheer Heart Attack

Epilogue

August 10, 1976
Paris, France

"Are you nervous?" Mary asks. I am supposed to be out in 15 minutes and I am just filled with jitters. I'm not nervous though; in fact, I am more excited about this than I have been about anything before. I mean, I'm about to merry the love of my life.

"No, not a bit. I can't wait to get out there and see him on the alter," I tell her, not being able to contain the smile on my face.

Her face matches mine and she reaches out for my hands. "You look beautiful, Ellie. I'm so happy that you two found each other," she says. "And I'm so lucky to have you as a best friend. I'm just so proud to see you now: in your wedding dress, jump-staring your career, and becoming the amazing person you are. Thank you for being my best friend, Ellie," she tell me.

"Oh, Mary Stop. You're going to make me cry!" I jokingly fuss. I pull her into a hug and tell her how much she means to me as well.

"Are you ready, darling?" My dad aka, entering the room. I pull away from Mary and nod my head. "Okay, lets get everyone lined up," he says.

My brides maids, Chrissie and Veronica, follow him out as well as my maid of honor, Mary of course.

I trail behind last with my dad. I watch as the girls go, one by one, until it is my turn.

"You look beautiful, I love you," my dad says, kissing my cheek before we step out.

I smiled proudly as I saw Roger standing at the alter, waiting for his bride.

My dad handed me over and shook Roger's hand once we reached him. I kissed dads cheek before he retreated to his seat. I handed my flowers over to Mary and grabbed Roger's hand.

"You look beautiful," he whispers with a huge smile. I smile back and can't help but blush. The priest starts the ceremony and it all flies by quickly to the vows.

"Ellisie Rose Richards, the moment I saw you, I instantly took a liking to you. No girl has ever made me feel butterflies and get the jitters like you have," he begins. "I'm so overjoyed that you are becoming my wife today. So happy that you will finally be mine, every bit of you. So happy that your smile, your beautiful giggle, and your blush will always be with me form now on."

"I know we sometimes argue about dumb shit," he says, making me and the crowd laugh, "and we will be countries apart at times, but that doesn't matter because at the end of the day my feelings for you are unchanging. I would say that it's love, but it can't even describe what I feel when I see you. I guess when it comes down to it, Ellie, you are my soul, my life, and my hope. Thank you, Ellie."

By the time he was finished I was practically sobbing. When it was my turn to resist my vow, I had to gather myself quickly.

"Well it's going to be hard to top that," I giggle, hearing the crowd laugh. I wipe a stray tear away and begin, "I guess I will start by saying I knew you were my end game. When Mary brought me to the studio for the first time, I instantly took a liking to you. Your handsome looks and your wonderful personality quickly captured my heart."

"You, Roger Taylor, have captivated me in a way I didn't know was possible. You have changed me for the better and made me see what love is. Every single little piece of me loves you completely. I wouldn't want it any other way than to be here now marrying you."

The priest hands over the rings and we put them on each other's finger. Finally the words escape his mouth, "I know pronounce you Husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

I smile from ear to ear as his hands go around my waist. He dips me dramatically and kisses me softly. He pulls me back up, still in the kiss while crowd cheers.

I push him away eventually and the priest says, "I now present, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Roger Taylor!"

The crowd erupts again in cheers. I grab my flowers from Mary before Roger and I walk back down the isle and out the church.

Roger pulls me to the side of the It of site before anyone spots us.

"You're my wife," he exclaims with a silly grin. "Yeah," I nod my head excitedly. "Oh, Roger, I love you so much!"

I jump into his arms in a bone crushing hug as the tears begin to fall again. "We're married," he whispers, pulling away and kissing my face all over.

I giggle and push his face off of me. "You look lovely, my wife," he compliments me. "And you look very handsome, husband."

He was wearing a baby blue tie with his tux. It complemented his hair nicely that he recently cut just a tad bit shorter. It no longer touched his shoulders but it was still long.

"Hm, I can't wait to see what's under this stunning dress, darling," he smirks. "Roger Taylor!" I fuss. "Ellie Taylor!" He imitates.

My heart swells at my new name. "Now that was a good ring to it, Ellie Taylor," he repeats.

"It does," I giggle. "Come on, the car is probably waiting for us," I say, pecking his lips one last time.

Are deception is in a different building down the street that has a hug seating area and dance floor.

"Lead the way, Mrs. Taylor," He tells me. I smile and grab my husbands hand in mine. I'm finally married to him. He's finally mine completely now. Roger Meadows Taylor is my husband.

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There's going to be a second part to this chapter. It will be our soon:):):):):)