One and a half year later, Tom and I were at an interview about the wedding. The wedding had been two weeks ago and it had been absolutely amazing to say the least.
"And today, for the very first time, Tom and Y/n Holland!" James Cordon said, welcoming us on stage, "It's so great to have you here, how are you?"
"We're doing just great, thank you," Tom said, taking my hand.
"So two weeks ago, you guys had your wedding, how was planning everything?"
"Well, it was fun to do, but there was a lot to take care of," I said, smiling.
"Understandable, but going on to the most important part of the wedding: the dress. After the ceremony, you both posted the same photo on your social media."
A picture of me in my wedding dress and Tom in his suit was projected onto the screen. The crowd cheered, so the photo was approved.
"May I say, that is a beautiful dress," James said, "But of course, you can't have a wedding alone. Who was there with you, on that special day?"
"My parents and brothers," Tom started.
"My dad and my brother," I continued, after getting a questioning look from Tom, "Tom's friend Harrison, who was also his best man. My best friend and made of honor Courtney, so that means that Sebastian Stan and Tom Hiddleston were also there. And a bunch of different Marvel actors, we didn't have that much guests."
"No, but Hiddleston and Stan sure made enough drama for at least dubble as many people."
"I'm sorry, how did they do that?" James asked, to which I started telling the story.
After the ceremony, we had the reception. When we walked into the room, the other guests started cheering and clapping. After making photos, I was pulled away by Courtney, who looked a little confusing.
"What is it, Court?" I asked, not really wanting to spend the entire evening dealing with drama.
"Okay, so do you remember your engagement party?" She asked.
"Of course, I do, what about it?"
"Well, you must have noticed that two particular men had quite an interest in me."
"That's an understatement, Hiddleston and Stan were basically drooling all over you."
"As I was saying, they didn't exactly stop after that."
"If they're being assholes, I'll make sure that they stop."
"That's not really necessary, I just really don't know what to do."
"Who do you like more?"
"Are seriously asking me to choose between Sebastian Stan and Tom Hiddleston, are you out of your mind?"
"Nope, just newly married to my dreamguy, so I want the same for you. So, in all seriousness, who do you like more?"
"I don't know, that's the point."
"Well, in that case, just don't choose."
"Are you suggesting I should do bo-"
"No, absolutely not, you horny swine. What I'm saying is, let them take you both on a few dates, and look at the case after that."
"So someone's having a dramatic lovelife? Not that we didn't know that, it's all over social media," James, said after I told the story.
"But it's funny, because the things they've done is hilarious," Tom said, thinking of all the different moments.
"For you it is, I'm the one getting spammed with texts of them asking what she likes and stuff. At six in the morning," I said, looking back at it too.
If I'm being honest, the last few years have been amazing. I could never imagine myself being here, calling myself Mrs. Holland an live this wonderful life. Now, when people ask me how I got so lucky, I just always say: 'Just Don't Worry, Darling.'
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