It'll be alright....right?

Part 27-I absolutely do.

Jake POV
It's six months later and I'm in a room looking at myself in a mirror about to marry the woman I love. Boyle is standing behind me smiling at me in the mirror.

I'm trying to fix my tie but it's not working.

That's when Holt walks in.

"Do you need help?" He asks me.

I nod and drop the tie frustrated.

Holt walks over to me helping me tie the tie. I breathe shaky breaths in and out.

My heart is beating faster by the minute.

"Are you nervous?" Holt questions me once he finishes with my tie.

"Ya." I tell him with a smile. "I mean I now that it'll be great but still."

"You have nothing to worry about." Holt assures me. "Amy loves you."

"Surprisingly." I laugh.

I look in the mirror at myself again and Holt stands besides me.

"You are a very lovable person Jake." Holt tells me.

"Terry did you hear that? Holt thinks I'm lovable." I yell out at Terry.

"I did hear that." Terry yells back from the bathroom.

Then he walks out and gives us all a smile.

Then we hear a knock at the door.

"Come in." We all shout.

Rosa walks in. "Wow Jake. You're looking toit." Rosa smiles at me, then frowns. "Amy needs you."

"Is something wrong?" I ask her turning around to face her.

"I don't know." Rosa confesses fiddling with her fingers nervously. "She didn't actually tell me she needed you but she's in her room crying."

I nod and walk out to the hallway knocking on Amy's door.

________________________________

Amy POV
I hear a knock at the door. I wipe up my tears quickly.

"Who is it?" I call out.

"Jake." I hear Jakes voice yell back.

"Come in." I say trying to make it look like I wasn't crying.

Jake opens the door and I turn around. He looks at me up and down slowly with a big smile of his face.

"Amy you look..." he trails off looking me in the eyes. "So so beautiful."

I start crying again.

"Hey, hey, hey." He says walking over to me.

"My heel broke." I tell him showing him my shoe. "Gina got a little makeup on my dress right here."

I point to a spot on my dress. "And my makeup's ruined." I finish.

He cups my face in his hands.

"It's ok." He tells me. "You can wear different shoes, no one will notice the stain and as for your makeup it's ruined cause you're crying, cause you're freaking out."

He walks over to my makeup area.

"I don't even think you need makeup." He says.

He grabs makeup wipes and walks back over to me. He takes one out and starts wiping away the smudge makeup.

Once he's done he looks at me with a smile.

"Gorgeous." He sighs.

That's when I get a feeling in my stomach.