Shades Of Styles

You married him...on accident

"Why are you acting so cool about this Harry?! We are married. That's the result of two people meeting and falling in love not two friends getting black out drunk!" I shout.

"Well, one friend"

"What " I question.

"Yes, you got black out drunk but after those 4 or 5 shots I stopped drinking but let you have all the fun. Of course, I stayed there to make sure everything was okay..."

"What?!? So you have been pretending to not know this whole time?!"

"Let's take a walk down memory lane...shall we?"

"Harry! I love this song! Let's dance" she took him onto the dance floor. They danced until the song ended and Harry went back to sit down. (Y/n) took another shot of vodka and downed another martini. She then proceeded to sit down acting calm.

"Harry...I love you" she whispered, her mouth smelling of alcohol.

"I love you too" Harry whispered back.

"Can...I have a kiss?" She asked nervously. Her bloodshot eyes piercing at his. Her words slurring together. She wet her lips and leaned it. Harry didn't answer...he knew he wanted this but with a drunk girl? He loved (y/n) and wanted to be with her and the news of her and Sam breaking up only wanted him to be with her more. Before Harry could answer she leaned in and kissed his lips hard. He could taste the vodka on her breath but he didn't care. He wanted this for as long as he could remember. Finally she pulled away with a smile she said "we should get married" . Harry's eyes widened. The love of his life just asked him to marry him. He wanted to say yes but she was drunk, that would be taking advantage.

"We can't...you're drunk"

"So...trust me. I know what I'm doing." She slurs. She gets up and pulls his collar. They go outside and find the nearest wedding chapel. When they arrive (y/n) goes up to the priest and says they are to be married at once. The priest happily agrees. (Y/n) and Harry stand at the alter holding hands. After the vows are said (y/n) takes one of Harry's rings and slides it on her ring finger. Harry doesn't say anything, he loves the way it looks on her. After the priest pronounces them married (y/n) gives Harry a kiss.

"Yay! I'm married. Suck it Sam" she yells as they leave the church. Harry stays quiet. Harry decides that she has had one to many drinks and they go back up to their hotel room.

"Wait!" She calls out. "Carry me in like how they do it in movies" she orders. With a laugh Harry picks her up and carries her inside, he lays her on the bed and sits down.

"You know what comes next right?" She asks and Harry shakes his head with a chuckle. (Y/n) slowly leans her chest against him and slides his hand through his shirt. "We make love" she whispers. Harry's eyes widen and he bites his lip. He can't take advantage of her. He loves this girl but being married is already to far.

"Alright! I get it. That was all my fault...getting married and having sex?" I ask.

"Well we didn't actually do anything. I took your clothes off to make you think we did."

"Oh thank god! Why did you let me marry you?"

"I thought it was funny so just let it happen. At one point I tried to drag you out of the chapel but you wouldn't let us leave."

"Ugh! I'm never getting that drunk again" I vow to myself. "We have to get an annulment"

"No...we can't. Let's just stay married and see how it plays out"

"Harry, that's crazy" I tell him.

"It's not like we're strangers. I've known you since sophomore of high school. I can name what you're thinking given any situations.

"We have to be in love!"

"But aren't we?"

"What?" I ask.

"You already know I love you and judging by last night you love me too"

"No I don't...not like that" I shake my head. "I was drunk"

"But being drunk brings out you're inner most desires. What you want to say and do. You do it when you're drunk"

"Harry..." I sigh.

"I know you feel what I feel. Don't pretend you don't. We're both in our 20s. This is our prime. We're wach others only chance we have at love. Sam is gone...it's us."

"Harry..." I say again.

"Look at it likes. Do you really want to be 35 not married with no kids. I mean, we're just right for each other"

"I just don't like how we got married. I don't even remember it"

"Then we make it official...I'll propose, we'll plan a wedding and invite as many people as you want. And since we're already married it doesn't have to be official."

"This is crazy!" I sigh.

"Just hear me out"

"Fine..."

Maybe continued....?