- TWO YEARS LATER -
"When you get married, often people expect for you to tell the story of how you met during your wedding speech. The story of a conventional meet cute, or maybe something weird. Not all of you know the story of how I met Harry, but, trust me. It's not a meet cute. The story of how I met Harry sounds so fucking bonkers that it seems like I made it up. Trust me. I didn't. I tweeted at 4am, this day exactly two years ago, asking if anyone wanted to come to couples therapy to see how long it would take the therapist to notice that we were strangers. Well, this idiot replied, and we met up at McDonald's, shared some very basic facts about each other, and I watched him scarf down twenty nuggets in minutes. Anyway, we met up, and we went to couples therapy. We got caught, and inconsistency in our story, and we got kicked out of the place. Two years later and I'm marrying the nutter, and I wouldn't have it any other way."
It's their wedding day, and Harry's at his side. They got together rather soon after the day they met, and it's been great ever since.
It's been mental, though, and the times they've ran into Judy haven't always been a picnic.
But, hey. Life is good, albeit a little crazy, but what would you expect from a couple that met through couple's therapy?
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Couple's Therapy
FanfictionI saw a Pinterest screenshot of a post saying 'anybody want to go to couples therapy with me and see how long it takes the therapist to realize we don't know each other', and then the reply was 'idiots to lovers #fanfiction' and I was like "hm. Mayb...
