#92- He Crashes Your Wedding
by calumsbasspick on tumblr
Ashton: Trying your best to fix your make up, you picked up the mascara again, swiping it over your lashes.
"Honey, five minutes," you heard your dad call from outside.
"Give me a sec," you said, applying some blush. Suddenly, there was rustling in the closet. You ran over and screamed when Ashton stumbled out. "Ash?" you said, startled, as you grabbed the collar of his shirt and hauled him onto his feet.
"Y/N you can't marry him today!"
"Why were you in the closet?"
"I was waiting for you to get to the wedding so that I could be all romantic and run in during the 'speak now or forever hold your peace' thing," he said. You were ready to slap him.
"Ashton, I'm marrying-"
"The wrong person!" He stepped forward and took your hand, putting it over his heart. "His heart will never beat faster than mine when you're near. I know you, Y/N. You want romance and a best friend and someone who you know will love you more he loves himself." You took your hand back and sighed. Another knock at the door told me you had to go.
"Get in that closet...then leave, please. If you come to the ceremony I will never forgive you. You had your chance, Ashton. I love you but I fell in love with him when you left." You gathered up your dress and headed towards the door.
"Then let me have this then," he said. You felt a tug on your shoulder and then warm lips on yours. "Bye," he said, nudging you towards the door and heading towards the closet. You again had to gather yourself and force each step towards the door.
Luke: (this is actually the bachelorette party) You laughed at your friend's joke about one of the male dancers as you and your friends walked out of the club. You hated the whole 'bachelorette party' shit with the male dancers and such but you decided to let go a bit. Your bridesmaids had decided to let go a lot a bit. You were the only sober one of your bachelorette party and you hailed the limo for a ride home when you saw Luke running down the street towards you.
"You all go ahead," you said, closing the limo door.
"Please don't go tomorrow, Y/N," he begged. You simply stared at him. "Luke-"
"No, listen. I love you...I loved you first. It sucks it took me until the day before your wedding to realize it but please Y/N, just come with me and we can make a life together and I can give you everything. Everything he couldn't."
You sighed and touched his hand. "Luke, please this isn't easy for me either. I love you but I love Wesley too...and I said yes when he asked me to marry him. I said yes to a promise. I can't go back on it."
Luke's face dropped and he took your hands and kissed them. "I understand. But at the same time I don't. I know you love me too and I don't know why you think you're bound to this promise like a chain. Because you're not. It can be broken for a stronger love." And he turned, walked back up the street and turning the corner. And right out of your life.
Michael: You stood there, at the doors of the church, waiting for your father to take your arm and walk you down the aisle to meet your fiancé. You loved this man...he would be your forever and you couldn't wait for our lives to start......so if all this was true why were you crying sad tears? Walking down the aisle, you peeked at the people you passed, hoping to see a head of deep red hair, but you didn't. Of course he wouldn't be here after you told him that you were getting married. That ruined your mending friendship with your childhood. You snapped out of it when the priest said your name again.
"Y/N, do you take Landon to be your husband?" You held your breath....you began you stutter...and began to panic. You looked around frantically as if the answer would appear when suddenly it burst through the chapel doors, breathing hard and staring right at.
"Please, Y/N, don't marry him! I love you and I'm not everything but I will be the best for you and I swear I'll never let you walk out of my life ever again...please don't say 'I do'," he said, running towards you. You looked around at the appalled and surprised people and leaned forward, kissing Michael with everything you had. You took his hand and ran. You ran for love.
Calum: You smiled at your new father-in-law as he pecked you on the cheek and congratulated his son on the wedding. You smiled and said 'thank you' when you noticed someone at the doorway of the reception hall: Calum.
"What are you doing here?" you hissed, grabbing his hand and moving in a back room.
"I wanted to see you in your beautiful, breathtaking dress." He shrugged. You hit his arm.
"You can be here."
"I want to talk about last night. You just left before I woke up and fucking married someone!"
"I married my fiancé! Last night was a mistake. I was drunk and nervous and..."
"In love? Admit it, Y/N, you know you married the wrong person."
You sighed and looked out to where your husband was looking for me. "Go Calum. I can't do this. It's too late and I already said I do to the man I love....the only man I love." Calum leaned forward and kissed your cheek. "Then I hope you stay happy because that's all I've ever wanted. I just wish it had been with me though." Calum left and you followed shortly after, going over to your husband and kissing him quite passionately. "What was that for?"
"Because I love you." You said. But as his kiss lingered on your lips, it was Calum's taste that clouded your mind.
