GRIAN'S POINT OF VIEW
[FLASHBACK START]
I was walking by the library when I saw a familiar small figure trying to reach a book. I smiled while I watched her struggle and admired her beauty. I've been friends with Fatima for a while now and I'm afraid I've gained feelings for her. It's terrifying yet exciting.
She climbed up a ladder as she frustratedly reached for the book which she still struggles to get. I stood up from my seat and approached her. My body towered over her as I easily reached the book and she turned around and pouted. I chuckled and gave it to her as she stood on the ladder.
"You're cute," I said as I looked down at her face and she rolled her eyes.
"I know."
(A few days later...)
It's Valentine's Day and I bought flowers and chocolates for Fatima, of course. I can't help but feel butterflies in my stomach thinking about her. Damn, I'm really captivated. I chuckled to myself before going out of my classroom and checking my phone to check where she was.
After walking for a few minutes, I found her. My heart was crushed despite not hearing what was going on. I stared at them as my lips parted. "No.. he's not-" I stepped back as I tried to comprehend what was happening.
Is Christopher confessing to her right now?
I stopped in my tracks as I watched them from a distance. When everything was over, I walked up to them. I felt like dying when Fatima announced the news of their relationship.
"Where'd you get those?" she asked and tilted her head while smiling ear to ear. I forced a smile before chuckling. "Girls.." I murmured. My heart was beating fast as it was hurting badly.
(The day Fatima was in the hospital because of the accident...)
I tried visiting her multiple times but I couldn't! I was growing frustrated day by day as I wanted to see my friend and be there for her at this time. She might be dying and I don't know, they won't let me see her! My mind is going crazy as I jumped into the worst-case scenarios in my head.
I breathed heavily and closed my eyes. "Grian-" My mother kept trying to talk to me.
"Not now, mom," I murmured.
"Please, Grian. You're torturing yourself. Fatima will be fine-"
"How can you be so sure?! They're not letting anyone see her! She could be dead for all we know!" I shouted in frustration and she stared at me before sighing.
"I.. I love her, mom!" I sat down and groaned before messing up my hair. "I can't... L-lose her..." Tears fell down my face, breaking down crying.
[FLASHBACK END]
A month passed and my girlfriend's hormones were all over the place due to her pregnancy. Damn, I'm still over the moon with the fact I'm her boyfriend and now, soon-to-be husband. I've loved her ever since before and I'm delighted to marry her this week.
"My belly is going to be too big before we get married," Fatima said before pouting. She is so cute, fuck!
I went beside her and hugged her from behind while my hand was on her belly. "Our daughter will be as pretty as you," I complimented and she scoffed.
"It's going to be a boy!" she exclaimed and I chuckled and kissed her head.
"He's going to look like you when he grows up," she sweetly said with a smile while caressing her stomach and I cannot help but be happy.
Her smile faded when her sister walked in with her loud heels. "Take off your heels," my wife- I mean my girlfriend commanded her. Hannah looked at her sister before looking at me with confusion in her eyes and I shrugged.
"But-"
"Hannah," she said and her sister gulped before raising her hands in defeat and taking off her heels.
I chuckled before shaking my head. My girlfriend's mood swings are cute yet terrifying.
"The wedding preparations are now good, thank me later." Hannah flipped her head and Fatima scoffed.
"We'll be married the following day... How do you feel?" Fatima nervously asked me while I faced her back. I smiled before going in front of her and saying, "delighted." I kissed her on the lips and her cheeks turned red.
(Wedding day)
I wanted to pace back and forth in panic as I waited for my bride. I was anxious, nervous, happy, and had so many emotions going on! I didn't know getting married is this nerve-wracking... I feel like vomiting from excitement and nervousness.
"Is she still coming? I'm getting nervous," I whispered to myself as I fiddled my fingers. I deeply sighed as I saw the doors open. I stopped breathing when I saw how gorgeous Fatima was.
The veil covering her face, the white long dress she's wearing that is the most beautiful dress I've seen someone wear, and her gorgeous face that I can't get over with. She looks so perfect, too perfect. What did I do to deserve this wonderful woman?
The time was ticking yet I felt like everything was slow. I watched the woman of my dreams walk towards me with a smile on her face as the cameras capture every moment of our wedding day. I will never forget how our journey happened.
Tears fell down my cheeks and I didn't even realize. I smiled as I wiped my tears and everyone looked at me in awe.
When she arrived next to me, I couldn't help the smile form on my face and the wrinkles around my eyes showed. I'm too ecstatic.
"I, Grian Melarnd, take Fatima Mendez, to be my wife. We've had countless struggles along the way but alas, we made it. I would be the happiest man now that I will be able to call you my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.. till death.. do us part," I said my wedding vows and I saw her breathe heavily in and out, trying not to let her tears fall.
"I, Fatima Mendez, take you Grian Melarnd, to be my husband. When we first became friends in college, I thought it was just something ordinary but after we got separated and met again... I knew there was something more to it and it was extraordinary, if I may say. You have been the best man, the best boyfriend, and will be the best husband and father to our child. I love you and will cherish you forever. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward, till death.. do us part," she said her vows as we hold each other's hands while locking eyes with one another.
"You may now kiss the bride." I didn't hesitate to kiss Fatima, who's now officially my wife and the mother of our children. The most unforgettable day of my life and quite the happiest day.
(Months later...)
"My god this child is killing me, literally!" Fatima screamed while in the hospital bed and trying not to move much because of the pain. She's about to go into labor as I was there for emotional support.
"You can do this, love," I whispered and wiped her forehead that was sweating and she gripped her hand on mine tighter.
"This is so painful, I don't want another kid!" she complained as she held her stomach and I chuckled before kissing her hand and caressing it.
A few hours went by and she was finally in labor. I watched as she struggled to give birth while she gripped my arm. I didn't know what to say or do as I was getting nervous as well. I'll be a father, holy shit.
When the doctors said that the head of the baby was out, I stood up and looked over. Biggest mistake of my life. I was horrified to see a massive baby coming out of her small hole while there was blood everywhere. I suddenly felt lightheaded as I tried to calm down after seeing that sight.
I held my head as I fell to the floor. "Leave him there! We have to focus on the mother." It was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed and didn't find my wife and child. I quickly stood up and went out of the room. "Fatima?" I called out as I looked around. I opened door to door and didn't find her.
"Fatima!" I screamed and people looked at me before a doctor led me to her room.
I rushed inside with my heart beating faster than ever. When I saw my wife and kid, my heart dropped. It was from happiness. I felt like my heart was beating slowly as well as the surroundings.
I rushed towards her and hugged her before looking at our child. "I told you.. it's a boy," she weakly said with a smile.
My tears fell and I kissed her forehead before holding our baby. "I-I can't believe it.. I'm a father now," I whispered as I tried not to make too much noise to keep the baby asleep.
"Yes, yes you are. We're parents now," she whispered while her eyes were closed.
"I love you, Grian."
"I love you, Fatima." This was the start of our journey as parents, I love her and our child to the moon and back. We had our struggles but we found our way to each other and found love within. Now, we are the happiest couple alive.