Highschool Lovers

They'll tell you I'm insane!!! (finish the lyric in the comments)

As I sat on the couch, staring at the pile of wedding magazines and catalogs scattered around me, I felt my stress and anxiety levels rising. I was only 18 and planning a wedding was already driving me crazy. To make matters worse, I was also pregnant, and my hormones were all over the place.

I looked over at Adrien, my fiancé, who was trying to focus on his homework but kept getting interrupted by my demands. "Adrien, can you please go to the store and get me some pickles and ice cream?" I asked, even though I knew it was a weird combination.

Adrien sighed and got up from the couch. "Sure, anything for my pregnant fiancée," he said with a smile.

As he left, I couldn't help but feel guilty for making him run errands for my random cravings. But the guilt quickly disappeared when I started thinking about all the other things I needed to plan for the wedding.

The florist, Mrs. Thompson, was coming over later to help with the flower arrangements, and I was already stressing about it. I wanted everything to be perfect, but I knew I was being unreasonable.

When Mrs. Thompson arrived, I could feel my anxiety spike. I started nitpicking every little detail, even though it wasn't her fault. "No, those roses are the wrong shade! I want them to be a little bit lighter!" I yelled, even though I knew I had approved the sample she showed me.

Adrien, who had just returned with my pickles and ice cream, gave me a worried look. He could see that I was on the verge of a breakdown.

I eventually calmed down and apologized to Mrs. Thompson for my outburst. She was understanding and assured me that everything would be perfect for the big day.

But my breakdown didn't end there. That evening, I found myself yelling at Adrien again, this time using some choice cuss words. "Why can't you just do what I ask without questioning me? I'm the one carrying your child, and I'm the one planning this wedding!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

Adrien, shocked by my outburst, tried to calm me down. "Y/n, I'm just trying to help. I know this is stressful, but we can get through it together," he said, wrapping his arms around me.

I knew he was right. I needed to take a step back and remember that we were in this together. Planning a wedding was hard, but it was nothing compared to the love and commitment we had for each other.

From that moment on, I made a conscious effort to be more understanding and patient, not just with Adrien, but with everyone involved in the wedding planning process. And you know what? It made all the difference.

The wedding day came and went, and it was everything I could have hoped for. I married the love of my life, surrounded by our friends and family, and created memories that would last a lifetime.

And even though planning a wedding while pregnant and hormonal was one of the craziest experiences of my life, I wouldn't trade it for anything. It was a reminder of the love, patience, and understanding that Adrien and I had for each other, and a testament to the commitment we made to each other on our special day.