Someone knocks on the door.
"Yes?" My voice is shaking.
"The groom wanted to see me?" It's Tom.
"Hey Tom."
"Hey little bro, You good?"
"I'm nervous."
"So you should be, good guy like Felix, you'll never want to loose him."
"I never do."
"Them just say so."
"Hold on, let me fix your flower." Tom walks over to me, and pulls on the flower with the pin on my jacket pocket.
"Mark, believe me, you and Felix will be fine. Felix loves you. I've seen it. The way he looks at you, it's love. Real love. You've got something that millions of people would love."
I smile, I'm going to be fine.
Tom backs away and walks towards the door,
"Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a wedding to attend. And I believe you have too."
I smile,
It's going to be fine.

Someone knocks on the door.
"Yes?" My voice is shaking.
"The groom wanted to see me?" It's Maria.
"Oh Maria!" I go and hug her.
"What if he hates me? What if he's scared? What if he's so scared, he doesn't want to marry me?"
"Felix, calm down, dear." Maria calms, "The only person who is scared right now is you."
"But what if-"
"Don't tolerate those what if's darling, just focus on what is."
I think of him.
I think of all the times he's smiled at me. All the times he's made a funny joke. All the times he's laughed. All the times he's said he loves me. And all the times I've said it back.
I never thought I would get married.
I always thought that once you're married, it's over.
You can't have fun, be childish or do all the things I love to do.
He's showed me that it's not like that.
You just have to find the right person for it to be like that.
I smile, I'm going to be fine.

I wait there, next to my brother.
I'm nervous.
But I'm not when I see Felix.
He's beautiful.
Stunning.
To me, he's the only person in the room.
All I see is him.
I don't see my mother walking him down the aisle.
Or my brother as he pats me on the shoulder.
All I see if Felix,
And I love it.

To me, the ceremony goes by in a quick way. A few laughs can be heard as we say our vows, too.
But all I see is him.
My wonderful Mark.
This amazing man that has taught me that you can love again.
Even after you thought it was over.
Before I notice, he's slipping a ring onto my finger.
Along with the first one.
I smile, and do the same to him.
I look into his eyes.
And all I see is happiness.
"And I now pronounce you married. You may kiss the groom."
Mark smiles, and pulls me into a slow kiss.
I smile at him.
I smile at my husband.
I've never been happier.

I'm married.
We're married.
We can barely believe it.
And even after we get in the car, we're screaming.
"Is this real?!"
"I don't know, is it?!"
"Well if you're dreaming then I am too!"
We laugh together, then lay into each other.
"You're my husband." Felix says, looking up at me.
"You're my husband." I say back to him.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
And the rest is history.

Laying in bed at the hotel room a few hours later, I spy a sleeping Mark.
He looks so peaceful.
My husband looks so peaceful.
I still can't believe it.
He's beautiful.
My husband is amazing. He's the most amazing person I've ever met. I want to scream it, shout it from the rooftops, tell the whole world how much I love him.
And I can do that.
And I'm so lucky to be able to.
He wakes, and whispers to me,
"We're married, right?" He looks down at his and my hands.
"Yeah Mark, we're married."
(AN: this was soooooo much fun to write, and yes! There will be a sequel! Lots of love - Emmzy xx)