[Harley's POV]

The news of my pregnancy was met with overwhelming joy and excitement from everyone. Alex couldn't stop beaming, and I could see the happiness in his eyes every time he looked at me. It was a surreal feeling, knowing that we were going to become parents and embark on this incredible journey together.

As the days went by, Alex and I found ourselves busier than ever. Between managing our respective responsibilities, spending time with our loved ones, and preparing for the upcoming addition to our family, there was hardly a moment to spare.

We decided that we wanted to have a small, intimate wedding before the baby arrived. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to celebrate our love and commitment to each other in the presence of our closest friends and family.

The preparations for the wedding were in full swing, and I couldn't help but get caught up in the whirlwind of excitement. Jenny, Hina, Cynthia, and even Emma, Nat and others had all pitched in to help, and the house was abuzz with activity.

One day, I found myself sitting at the dining table, poring over wedding invitations. We had decided on a simple yet elegant theme, and I was trying to finalize the details. Jenny and Hina were seated across from me, sharing their ideas and opinions.

"Harley, what do you think about this font?" Jenny asked, showing me a mock-up of the invitation.

I leaned forward to take a closer look, nodding in approval. "I like it. It's classic and elegant, just like we want."

Hina chimed in, "And the color palette? Do you think we should go with pastels or something bolder?"

I pondered for a moment before replying, "I think pastels would be nice. It's soothing and romantic. What do you think, Jenny?"

Jenny nodded, "I agree. Pastels it is then."

As we continued to discuss the details, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the support and love of my friends. They had been by my side through thick and thin, and now, they were helping to make this special day even more memorable.

I can't believe it... Me, Harley Quinn is going to get married, and the thought of bringing a new life into this world...

"Hey, what do you think of this?" Jenny's voice brought me back from my funny thoughts. Hehe. I am excited.

[Third Person POV]

Amidst the wedding preparations and the anticipation of the upcoming baby, Alex and Harley found themselves stealing moments of quiet intimacy whenever they could. Whether it was stolen kisses in between meetings, cuddling on the couch after a long day, or sharing dreams and aspirations late at night, their bond grew stronger with each passing day.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky with shades of pink and gold, Alex and Harley sat on the porch swing, wrapped in a cozy blanket. The gentle breeze played with Harley's hair, and the rhythmic creaking of the swing provided a soothing backdrop to their conversation.

"I can't believe how much our lives have changed," Alex said softly, his arm draped around Harley's shoulders.

Harley rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "Yeah, it's like we're in a whole new chapter of our story."

Alex chuckled, "I used to think my life was just about cars and running my business. But now... I have you, and soon, we'll have a family. It's amazing how love can change everything."

Harley looked up at him, her eyes shining with affection. "You know, when I met you, I never imagined I'd be here. I never thought I could find someone who accepts me for who I am, quirks and all."

Alex smiled, his gaze tender. "Harl, you're one of a kind. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

She grinned mischievously. "You better not. Because I'm stuck with you now."

"Good thing for me, then," he replied, his fingers gently tracing patterns on her arm. "I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other's presence and the tranquil beauty of the evening. But then, Harley's gaze turned thoughtful, and she looked up at Alex with a twinkle in her eye.

"You know," she said, "I've been thinking about our wedding vows."

Alex raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? What about them?"

Harley's lips curved into a playful smile. "Well, you know how most people promise things like 'for better or worse' and 'in sickness and in health'? But let's be real, our life is anything but ordinary."

Alex chuckled, "That's true. We've had our fair share of unconventional experiences."

"So, I was thinking," Harley continued, "Why don't we come up with our own unique vows? Vows that reflect our crazy, wonderful journey together."

Alex considered her suggestion, a thoughtful expression on his face. "I like that idea. Let's make our vows truly ours."

Harley's eyes lit up with excitement. "Okay, so here's what I came up with for mine: 'I promise to always keep you on your toes, to embrace our adventures no matter how wild, and to love you fiercely, even when you drive me insane with your stubbornness.'"

Alex laughed heartily. "I love it! And for mine, how about: 'I promise to be your partner in crime, your confidant in chaos, and your unwavering support even when things get a little... explosive.'"

Harley burst into laughter, her joyful peals of mirth filling the air. "Oh, Alex! Those are perfect. Our wedding is going to be one for the books."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss. "Just like our love story."

As they shared that sweet kiss, surrounded by the fading light of the day, they knew that their journey was just beginning. Their love had overcome challenges, embraced the unexpected, and now, it was blossoming into something even more beautiful—a marriage, a family, and a future filled with infinite possibilities.

With the sun fully set and the stars beginning to twinkle overhead, Alex and Harley stayed on the porch swing, holding each other close, lost in their own world of dreams and promises.

[Natasha's POV]

The days leading up to Harley's wedding were a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation. As Harley's closest friend, I was thrilled to be a part of the preparations. Alongside Jenny, Hina, and Cynthia, I was determined to make sure that Harley's big day was nothing short of perfect.

One sunny morning, Jenny and I had a surprise in store for Harley. We had decided to take her shopping for her wedding dress. Knowing Harley's unique taste and style, this was bound to be an adventure.

We arrived at a high-end bridal boutique, its large glass windows showcasing an array of exquisite wedding gowns. Harley's eyes widened in awe as she took in the sight.

"Wow, this place is fancy!" Harley exclaimed, a mixture of excitement and nervousness in her voice.

Jenny grinned. "Oh, just you wait, Harl. You're going to look stunning in whatever you choose."

As we stepped inside, we were greeted by a friendly sales assistant who led us to a comfortable sitting area. Harley's eyes darted around, taking in the shimmering fabrics and delicate lace.

"So, Harl," I said with a playful smile, "ready to find the dress of your dreams?"

Harley nodded, her grin infectious. "Absolutely! But you know me, Nat. I'm not the traditional type. I want something that screams 'Harley Quinn.' Wait! That's a funny idea. Hahaha... Forget it. I will go with whatever you girls think best..."

I chuckled at Harley's enthusiasm. "Don't worry, Harl. We'll find something that captures your unique style while still making you feel like a beautiful bride."

The sales assistant brought out a variety of dresses, each one more stunning than the last. As Harley tried on different gowns, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she twirled around in front of the mirror, giggling like a schoolgirl.

After trying on several dresses, the sales assistant brought out a gown that caught all of our attention. It was a breathtaking white dress with silver linings and intricate embroidery. The bodice was adorned with delicate silver beads that glimmered in the soft lighting of the boutique.

As Harley stepped out of the fitting room in the gown, Jenny and I exchanged knowing glances. This dress seemed to capture the essence of Harley's personality while also embracing the elegance of a wedding gown.

"Oh, Harl, you look amazing!" I exclaimed, my heart swelling with emotion.

Jenny nodded in agreement, her eyes misting over. "You look like an absolute queen."

Harley blushed, her fingers brushing over the fabric of the dress. "Really? You think so?"

"Absolutely," I assured her. "This dress is stunning, just like you."

Harley's gaze shifted between us, her eyes glistening with tears. "You guys... I can't believe this. I'm getting married, and I have the most amazing friends in the world."

Jenny and I shared a group hug with Harley, our laughter and emotions mingling in a joyful moment of shared connection.

The sales assistant joined us, her smile warm. "It looks like we've found the one."

Harley beamed, her eyes fixed on her reflection in the mirror. "Yeah, I think we have."

As the fitting continued, and we made a few adjustments to ensure the dress fit Harley perfectly, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Harley was on the cusp of a new chapter in her life, and I was grateful to be a part of it.