Liam Payne Imagines/One Shots

#5

I Do.

Two words that means forever. That mean "in sickness and in health" and "for richer or for poorer." Two words that now mean the world to me; almost as much as I love you. They mean that someone will be there for support, to love and to hold you, to cheer you on, to make you feel better, feel beautiful. It means someone is there to make you feel like you matter.

The day was cloudy, but the sun managed to shine through for this glorious day. People were gathering in the pews and they awaited anxiously for me; the bride. I saw in a room where the last touches were being applied around my face and hair; making me look perfect. I smiled, thinking Liam would say that I always look perfect to him. One of the things I love about him, he always tells you what you want to hear. Okay, I'm sure some of it's true.

My brother Jared waited to walk me down the aisle. I was sad that my father couldn't walk me, but there wasn't much I could do about that. He smiled brightly as I looped my arm through his.

"You look beautiful, little sis." He complimented.

I blushed faintly. "Thank you." I choked out.

"Come on now, don't get all emotional on me." He forced a small smiled.

I scoffed. "I'm not."

The music started, signaling us to get moving. We walked slowly, too slowly for me, down the aisle where Liam waited, grinned and ready. He stood as still as stone and shined like diamonds. He looked so happy.

Before I knew it, Jared was kissing my cheek, and Liam was taking my hand. I grinned at him, his own grin widening; if possible.

"We are gathered here today...."

I tuned out the Minster, only able to focus on Liam. His hair had grown out a little, it slightly resembling Louis's hair again. He flicked it once and my heart skipped a beat.

"Do you, Liam James Payne, take Keara Ann Roseberg to be your lawfully wedded wife; to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"

Liam smiled his most confident smile yet, and took a deep breath. "I do." He said with pride.

"And do you, Keara Ann Roseberg, take Liam James Payne to be your lawfully wedded husband; to have an to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"

I grinned, not being able to help myself, and the words flew out of my eager mouth. "I do."

"Then if no one has an objections as to why these two should be married," He paused for a moment before turning slightly to Liam. "You may kiss the bride."

Liam nodded and placed an arm around my shoulders and another arm around my waist. He dipped me down low and kissed me passionately on the lips. Everyone cheered and Liam pulled me back upright.

"Nice." I murmured against his lips.

He murmured back. "I try."

We pulled away and looked out at our family and friends all here for us.

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We piled into the car, my dress getting in the way, as people through rice towards us and cheering, and I think there were even some bubbles....

I sat down in the seat, pulling the seat belt over my shoulder, suddenly wishing I could change out of this glorious dress. Liam sat down beside me and told the driver he could get going. Liam had yet to tell me where we going from here, but I didn't really care; as long as I was with him.

"Hey, you, are you gonna put your seat belt on?" I tried to reach over Liam to grab his seat belt, but he grabbed my wrist.

"I will," He whispered. "After I kiss my wife." He smirked and leaned down to my lips.

The kiss was gentle, but I could tell that there was longing lust behind his lips. He licked my bottom lip and I obliged. I remember his seat belt though, and pulled away quickly before we went any further.

"Not until you get your seat belt on." I gave him a half-smile.

He rolled his eyes, looking past me for a moment. There was a moment when he gave a quiet gasp, almost as if it was to himself, and he was shouting my name.

"Keara!" He pulled me into his lap, covering my body with his, and I heard a loud screeching sound; muffled by my position in the car. The seat belt pulled tight on my chest and a sound of pain escaped my lips. Liam was gone from under me and the car was swerving to the side.

And then we were all done.

There was a sharp pain in my leg, I knew I was going to have bruises anywhere a seat belt touched the fabric on my skin, and glass had left little cuts everywhere on my body.

I quickly shot up, sending pain throughout my body. "Liam?" I croaked. He didn't respond and I couldn't see him. "Liam?!" I said louder.

Disregarding my own pain, I pushed the door open, struggling greatly. Finally, it opened and I fell out of the car. My leg ached with throbbing, hot pain and I was pretty sure it was broken; fractured at least. "Liam!" I cried.

A soft moan came from my left. I didn't even care to look who moaned before I was painfully crawling towards it. It was Liam and he looked bad. He was sprawled out on the concrete, his pants torn up, his right leg bent at an odd angle. He was bleeding from several scratches on his head, so much blood, it had started to drip a little on the concrete. He had scratches on his face and arm. His suit was completely wasted.

"No, no, no...." I cried, reaching Liam. "No, Baby."

I gently picked up his head, he winced in pain, and a placed his head in my lap; staining my white dress with his dark red blood. "Liam, please say something." I whispered, tears sliding slowly down my cheeks.

"I love you." His voice cracked. "I love you so much. I love you."

"I love you too. Please stay with me." I whispered. I looked around, people were already gathering. "Please help!" I shouted. "Someone help me! Please!" People were already on their phones though. My shouting was pointless.

I looked back down at Liam. His eyes were drooping. "No, no, no, hey," I said quickly, tapping his cheeks gently. "Stay with me, Liam. Stay with me!" I shouted.

My head started spinning as soon as I heard the sirens in the distance. "Hear that," My voice sounded muffled in my own ears. "You're going to get help, Liam. Just stay with me." My voice was shaky and completely effected by the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I love you, I do, I love you so much. Please tell the boys I love them." I could see a tear gather at the corner of Liam's eye.

"No," I shook my head. "Don't you fucking say things like that, Liam Payne. Don't." I said through my teeth.

Liam smiled slightly. "Keara Ann Payne, I like that. Never said it out," He coughed, spitting up some blood. "out l-loud before." He took in a deep breath and shuddered. "A-at least I got to m-marry you before I d-died."

I blinked and shook my head. "No, you're not going to die on me, Liam!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, his eyes filling with pain. "I love you, but I-I c-can't. I c-can't h-hold on that l-long." He blinked hard, a tear slipping down his cheek.

I wiped it away.

"Please kiss me, Love." He begged weakly.

I placed my lips to his, putting all the love I felt for him into it; knowing it would be our last kiss. His lips were rough and dry and weak under mine, but I didn't mind, I was going to remember this forever. His hand gripped mine as we kissed, the grip weak, but it still warmed me. I parted lips with him just a little, barely at all, and I let out a shaky breath. "I love you, Liam James Payne." I choked out shakily.

"L-love you." He let out a breath against my lips.

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Oh my god! I'm crying! I hope you liked it.