Your Pov:
Joel and I walked into the wedding room. Everyone cheered as we walked in. We had a couple of people going on the stage to express their support. I wasn't feeling the best today. I couldn't catch my breath. I didn't have asthma or any breathing problems so I didn't know what was wrong.
We both sat down and Jackson, Jethro walked up to the stage. I was quite close to Jackson so I picked him. And of course Joel picked Jeff. "It hurts to know Joel has found someone. I really thought I was the one for him." Jethro joked. Jackson sighed. "What Jethro here is trying to say is his very happy for this perfect couple." Jethro eye rolled and most guests began to chuckle. "I guess I am happy for you both. You see y/n Joel loves you very much." I blushed slightly.
After all the speeches Joel and I had our first dance. "I love you so much y/n." Joel whispered kissing my forehead. "As do I." I smiled simply. "Promise me that you'll be okay." I laughed quietly. "What ever do you mean?" He looked down at me. "Whenever I'm not with you." Oh. I get you. Aha. "I'll always be with you Joel."
Joel's Pov:
I noticed y/n didn't look well. It was written all over her face. I looked around at all the other couples. "Y/n? Are you alright?" I whispered. "Joel..." I looked into her dull eyes. "I feel light headed." I nod. She suddenly went limp in my arms. "Y/n!" I cry as she fell to the floor. I clutched onto her screaming for people to call an ambulance. As me and my mates were lifeguards, we started cpr.
We arrived at the hospital and we were there for an hour. My parents and her parents. Some of my mates were here too. Her Mom walked over to me and rubbed my back. "She'll be okay." She whispered. I nodded. I had the smallest bit of - "Are you related to y/n Bevilacqua?" We all nodded. The guy sighed. "I'm so sorry." I stood up pushing past him. "She's not dead!" I shout. "She can't be!" I run into her room clutching onto her hand. "Y/n dear. Talk to me. I'm here. I'll always be -" Her parents and my parents soon walked in.
Her Mom began to cry. "Honey she's gone." My Mom whispered. "She can't be." I mumbled unable to process it.
One Month Later.
Y/n was now gone. I missed her. I still hadn't got over it. I was back at work today. I was sat in the Tower the boys voices becoming distant. "He lost part of himself when he lost her." Someone whispered. He was right. Something had been taken from me and that was y/n. I sighed. I'll always love you y/n. Promise.
