Band•Imagines

Pete #6 (i think)

It's like modern times but there are still prince and princesses and arranged marriages ok? Ok. Also the idea was given to me while reading @backtothefuturelover Brendon urie imagine story so yeah!
You looked down at your phone and read the text message from your "fiancé" Alex. You didn't really like Alex because he was an asshole, stuck up, he relied on his parents for everything, and he wasn't the type of guy you wanted. You don't even love him! It was an arranged marriage. You were the beloved princess of King Charles and Queen Meagan. You had been having a secret relationship with prince Peter or Pete as he liked to be called. Your wedding was less than a month away and you had something up your sleeve. You loved your parents dearly but they controlled every aspect of your life and it sucked!
Day of the wedding.
You were in the bride dressing room thing with your mother. You were wearing a long flowy dress with lace on the bottom with lace sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. Not chosen by you obviously. Your mind kept thinking about Pete and how much you love him and not Alex. Your mother left the room after ten minutes. You grabbed a pair of scissors lying around and started to cut the sleeves off. Once off you smiled a devilish smile and started to cut the dress up to your knees. You took off your makeup "you" worked so hard on. You changed out off the dress you had just ruined and put on a Y/F/B (your favorite band), a pair of semi ripped jeans, and some converse on. You put your hair up in a ponytail. You put some Chapstick on and smiled in the mirror. You had never felt this beautiful. Maybe because you were about to do something bad. The ceremony started at 12 and it was 12:45. You decided it was show time. When you were walking down the aisle you saw Pete and smiled. The rest of the audience glared at you in shock, disbelief, disappointment, and utter sadness or anger. You just smiled as you turned to Alex who was looking at you weirdly. You just kept smiling and the ceremony started. When the priest asked if anybody objected to the marriage you smiled and looked for pete in the crowd. Pete stood up and you raised your hand. Gasps came from across the room. "I quite frankly do not give a shit," That created more gasps. "That this is happening! I love pete and he respects me more than any man could! I love him and he loves me! Goodbye and good day." You smirked before rushing over to pete and running out of the church.