You've Been Invited
To The Wedding Of
Y/N Locke
&
Sabrina Spellman
You stood at the alter, playing with your thumb as you normally did when you were nervous, while your closest friends stood behind you as your groomsmen.
Archie: Man. You're finally getting married. Never thought I'd see the day!
You looked back at your two friends unamused.
Jughead: I agree. I'm happy for you, but I agree.
Betty: Archie! Jug! Don't ruin this!
Veronica: This is a beautiful day and you should be more supportive. Now where are the tissues?
Reggie: This is taking forever.
Yep. The entire gang from Riverdale was here. And although it may not seem like it to a typical outsider, your friends were all happy for you. Excited, really.
Why? Because today was the day you got married to the love of your life.
And right on cue, the music began to play. Everyone sitting in the isles, including Veronica and Betty, all stood up. You stood up straighter, still hating the tux you wore, as the bride entered the room.
Y/N: Hold on. Pause.
Click
Y/N: This is weird. I know. No MC male reader should be breaking the fourth wall like this. But I'm gonna take over from here on out.
You're probably wondering what the heck is going on. Why am I, aka you, suddenly narrating this? Well, because I need to tell you, aka me, what the heck is going on.
See what I did there?
But before we even get to this point in our lives, my life, let's take this bad boy back four years. Back to, Senior Year!
Because that is where this story starts.
Noodle Pack
Presents:
Sabina and You
Season 1
Alright. Intro is done? Perfect.
Because I want to get this ball rolling. And what better way to start this bad boy than summer vacation?
Long story. But I will get to it.
Calm down.
Riverdale USA. No, not the CW version of Riverdale.
Let's just throw that stuff out the window right away.
The postcard-perfect quintessential American small town. It's the kind of place where people actually talk to their neighbors, where everyone looks out for each other. The kind of place parents dream of their kids growing up in. And lucky me, I get to.
I've lived here my whole life. But that doesn't mean I had this place figured out. No, sir. Far from it, actually.
In fact, maybe it the cynic in me, but I could never quite shake the feeling that past the meticulously manufactured front lawns, behind the doors of those idyllic little homes, are the secrets.
The truths that if known could change everything at this place.
And sure, maybe I was just being overdramatic. Every town has their werewolves and zombies and predators. Or maybe it was just us? I dunno.
But that doesn't mean there aren't actual big questions dying to be answered here.
What kind of questions? Let me turn this thing back over to the author for that one.
YOU ARE READING
Sabrina And You (Male Reader)
General FictionY/N is a boy who has recently gotten a mysterious girlfriend, Sabrina Spellman. They're a happy couple that hardly fight or bicker with each other. Though they had met under weird circumstances. And Y/N's friends don't know who she is. But there's j...
