Hey! I just saw this movie a few days, ago. I know I'm like a decade behind, but it is SO good. It's one of those movies where you go through emotional highs and lows. Natalie Portman is great as Novalee Nation and James Frain is very lovable and cute as Forney Hull.

I'm taking a little break from 'Tudors' but I will update again for that soon. Thanks for all the support everyone, it means a lot to me!

Enjoy!

*Note* This story is from Novalee's POV.

Disclaimer: All characters, places, and events belong to their respective owners. This is purely fan made. I own nothing

I awoke in our bed. Our bed. A thrill ran through me as I said those words over and over again in my mind. This was our bed, our marriage bed. Forney's and mine. I sighed contentedly against my husband. I loved him so much.

I peeked up from our covers. He was still asleep. I must have worn him out from last night. A laugh almost escaped my lips as I thought of our wedding night. It had been wonderful, everything I had hoped it would be and more. We had been together once before already, but each time we made love it felt like our first time. The way he made love to me was sweet and gentle. I knew he loved me, like really loved me. And I loved him. I had never expected to find someone like him.

If it had not been for him I don't know where I would be. Forney had helped me through everything. He had delivered Americus for me, he was my friend when no one else was, and he loved me. Loved me. I was lucky. I was so very lucky to have him in my life. In fact, without him and Lexie Coop, and Sister Husband, and even Moses I don't know where I would be. I would probably still be living in the Wal-Mart. And Forney, well he'd probably still be working at the library. Although with his sister being dead he would have found a job somewhere else. He may have even gone back to college to finish, which is where he was until I realized that I loved him in return and needed him with me. I tried not to think about what would have happened if I wouldn't have found him.

I know he would have been happy to have finished. He's awfully smart. He would have been fine. It's me I would be worried about. I still wasn't sure I deserved him sometimes. If I hadn't have found him it wouldn't have mattered after a while to him, but it would have killed me. He would have gotten along fine, I reckon. Forney could have gotten any job he wanted; he's so smart and charming. He could have been a history teacher, which is what I knew he wanted to be more than anything. He probably would have found a nicer girl than me and married her. It broke my heart to think about it.

It was hard to imagine him being with anyone else, especially now that he was mine. I didn't want to imagine him with anyone else. And luckily I didn't have to, either. Forney was mine. All mine. And I was his. That's all that mattered.

Nevertheless I was a very lucky woman. Not many women found men like Forney. I was really lucky to have met him. I was lucky he loved me for who I was; lucky he accepted me and Americus; lucky he did not think badly of me and the things I had done before. But most of all, if you didn't already know, I was lucky to be his wife. Wife. It sounded so strange to think of myself in that way. And yet, here I was lying next to the man I loved more than anything. I was married to him.

It felt so strange acknowledging that fact over and over again even though I knew very well that we were together and always would be.

He stirred in his sleep as I laid there thinking about him and our life together and about what almost wasn't. Moments later he opened his eyes to look at my face. He smiled. My husband smiled. My husband. Just hearing how that sounded in my head gave me butterflies. We hadn't even been man and wife for twenty-four hours and I wasn't quite used to thinking about us that way, or the fact that there even was an "us."

"Good morning," Forney said, softly to me; and then leaning over slightly to kiss me on my lips and stroke my face. I leaned into his touch. As our lips met, I felt completely at ease. All seemed right with the world. I was here with Forney and we were in love.

"Good morning to you, too," I said, smiling as we pulled apart. He smiled in return and leaned in to kiss me, again. I sighed contentedly.

"I love you," he said.

"And I love you," I replied. I almost laughed at myself. How could I have been so stupid before and been so afraid to say those words? I meant them. I really did. Now, thankfully, I did not have to be afraid to say them. I could say them whenever I wanted. And I had been doing so a lot for the past few hours. My thoughts were interrupted by the feel of Forney's warm breath against my neck and his fingers along my collarbone.

Then he rolled over on top of me and kissed me for a third time, soundly on the lips, as he wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms wrapping around his neck.

Yes, I was very, very lucky indeed.

Not bad, I guess. I promise I will update again, soon. Midterms are almost done, FINALLY! And we have A TON of snow, so we'll see. I love, love, love, this movie and I hope you all will love, love, love, this story! *Crickets and blank stares* Okay, I admit, that was really cheesy. Anyway, I hope you liked it and I highly recommend this movie. It's very heartwarming. It's also a book, too. I haven't read it, yet, but I want to. The book is 'Where the Heart Is' (obviously), and the author is Billie Letts if you're curious.