I turned around and ducked, as the football came launching at me.
“Whoa Jess!” I called, laughing as she fell over face first.
I ran over to help her and got her to sit up. She rubbed her forehead with her hand and quietly groaned, before placing her hands on the ground behind her and standing up. I wrapped my arms around her waist to support her and kissed her forehead, as a bump was forming on her tan skin.
“I hate football.” She muttered, releasing my grip and walking towards the sliding doors towards the back of the house.
“Aye c’mon baby.” I whined, watching as Flynn and Zach starting passing the football to each other.
“You boys have fun, Im’a go help Jess.” I chuckled, as Jessica glared at me, making the boys laugh.
I shook my head jokingly and walked inside, following Jessica into the kitchen.
“Those boys are growing up so fast.” Jessica sighed, placing a frozen bag of peas on her head.
“They really are.” I muttered, crossing my arms and leaning against the kitchen bench.
Zach was turning 8 this year and Flynn had already turned 10.
It was mid July and the boys, Jessica and I were enjoying the break.
“I’m never touching a football again.” I heard Jessica mutter, making my chuckle and stand between her legs, as she was now sitting on the kitchen counter.
“I love you.” I muttered, planting my lips on hers.
Our lips moved in sync until I heard the back door open and a high pitched squeal, followed by groaning and a loud ‘yuck!’.
I pulled away to smirk at Flynn and Zach, who were both covering their eyes.
“You guys are so immature.” I laughed at them, as they ran away from us to sit on the couch in the living room.
I took Jessica’s hand in mine and rubbed her palm. I admired the silver band on her ring finger and smiled.
“I’m so glad you’re Mrs. Bieber.”
She laughed and hit my chest before jumping off the counter.
“What’s for dinner chef?” I asked her, licking my lips and wrapping my arms around her waist.
“I don’t know, you tell me. After all, you are cooking tonight.” She teased (I hope) and ran off into the living room.
I laughed and ran after her, to see the boys seated on the couch playing some video games, and Jessica sitting next to them watching.
“You look amazing Jess.” Chloe squealed, clipping a flower in her hair.
“I hope.” I smiled at her, tightly holding the bouquet of soft pink roses in my hands. Today was the day I was going to be officially Justin’s and he would be officially mine.
Our wedding day.
Everything had gone according to plan.
Justin had agreed to wear a suit, we were going to have a lovely reception near the lake and everyone who was invited came.
It was a shame my dad and mom couldn’t come, but what can I do?
Harry offered to walk me down the aisle, which I was more than happy about. I couldn’t have asked for a better brother.
“You ready jess?” Harry asked me, approaching me and giving me a big loving smile.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Before I could blink, the doors were pushed open and I was faced with a red carpeted aisle.
I looked down it to see Justin, with tears pouring down his face, looking very handsome in a tux.
I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I walked down the aisle with my brother, to be passed on to he one I want to be with the rest of my life.
*end of flashback*
“Guess who’s awake?” Justin asked me, making my smile.
“About time you came out of that crazy daydream of yours, there were tears pouring out of your eyes.’ He chuckled, taking my hand and helping me up off the couch.
I turned around to see a 6 year-old girl, looking at me with love in her eyes.
“Hey sweetie.” I said, smiling at her.
She’d just woken up from a nap she was having. She was a little old for naps, but she had them quite a lot.
“’bout time you woke up.” Justin chuckled, pulling her onto his lap.
“Hey daddy.” She smiled at Justin, before nuzzling her head into his chest.
Elena Marie Bieber was my baby girl.
Justin and I were overjoyed to hear she was a girl 6 years ago and we couldn’t be happier now.
I walked over to the kitchen and turned on the light.
“What do y’all want for dinner?” I called, making Flynn pause the game.
“How about spaghetti and meatballs? Dad loves that.” Zach replied, making us all chuckle.
“Spaghetti and meatballs it is.” I declared, making Justin cheer.
Elena looked just like me, Justin thought. She had dark brown hair and bright green eyes. She was a beautiful little girl, with Justin’s heart shaped lips and button nose.
She was a real mixture of both of us.
My life was perfect, and I couldn’t of asked for anything more.