SkyMedia One Shots

17. Adam X Reader

Wedding day
Word count: 1183
Another idea by thatgirlJoJo235

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This was it. The worst day of your life. Ironically for women it would be the best day of their life. But for you, you despised today.

Your wedding day. You'd didn't even know if you wanted to call it that. Your parents made you marry this rich guy. He did propose, but you didn't get a chance to say no. Which was a shame. And it angered you a lot.

Even in the most beautiful dress you're wearing, you hated it. You hated it all.

You didn't want to marry this guy. You wanted to marry Adam.

He was like you. Loud, inappropriate, clumsy, you name it. You loved Adam. Not the rich dude. No, no, you wanted to kill the rich dude. If only murder wasn't a crime.

Adam said he wouldn't leave you. When your parents banished him from your home, from your sight, Adam wouldn't leave. You believed it. And today you don't know if you should believe it now.

You sent him an invitation, secretly of course. But he never showed up. It shattered you.

The ceremony started and the mass was occurring. You hid the disgusted look on you face when your "fiancé" would look at you. If he were to even touch you, you wished your skin was burning lava that could burn his own hand.

You really hated this day. You hated the rich guy, you hated your parents, and you hated yourself.

You thought about objecting beforehand. But if your parents found out, they'll just hit you. Is that a good way of parenting?

It was time for the "bride and groom" to sign the form to confirm the marriage. You didn't want to sign it. Although the rich guy, his name is Evan, really wanted to. Like really wanted to.

"I can't believe this is happening!!" Evan said excitedly. You turned to him with the most fake smile you could put up.

"I know right!!" You said through clenched teeth. You wanted to choke him.

You and Evan got up from the two seats in front of the pews and headed to the altar where the papers laid. Evan was holding your hand while you tried to hold back.

You looked at him, disgust hidden in your eyes. His perfect hair and perfect face didn't appeal to you. You liked the messy guys who aren't a so perfect. Like Adam.

Evan took the pen and signed his name. He handed it to you. You felt pain. It bubbled in your stomach and choked your throat. You didn't want to do this. If you wrote your name on that line, you can't go back.

You were waiting too long. And you had to do it. You signed your name on the line.

Your heart sank.

You were not happy.

The priest led you and Evan back to the front of the alter and he had you both hold hands. You looked at Evan and tried to curve a smile. But anger and tears were coming though.

"Aw, baby. Don't cry." Evan whispered. He must've thought you were crying from joy. Boy, he was wrong.

Evan took his hands and wiped your face with his thumbs. You jolted away slightly and he stopped.

"Before these two live happily together in matrimony, would anyone like to object?" The priest said.

You turned to the audience and hoped for someone, anyone, to raise a hand or stand up.

No one moved.

"Well, congratulations to Mr. And Mrs. Collin. You may now-"

"STOOOPP!!"

A sudden loud voice screamed through the church. Your heart pounded out of your chest. The voice came from the throat and it was so loud, you recognized it.

"I OBJECT!!!"

Adam. He came. He actually came.

He crashed the wedding.

"W-what?!" I heard my mother's voice. Her tone was weary and frightful.

I looked at Adam. He wore his normal clothing. Typical for him. He look like he rushed to get here.

"YOU!!!" My father screamed at Adam. Adam put his hands up in defense.

"In all respect sir, I did nothing to you." Adam sassed. You giggled.

That made you happy ever since last night. Adam made you happy.

Adam turned back to you and Evan.

"I don't think these two deserve to be together." Adam began. He looked at you and gave a small smile. Your heart was still pounding, adrenaline rushing through your veins making you shake a little.

"She deserves to be with me." Adam stated boldly. Everyone gasped dramatically.

But you smiled with joy. Your body was drowning in happiness.

"(Y/N) do you endorse this?!" Evan screamed at you. You looked at him shocked and nodded.

"Yup. And now," you said as everyone in the pews kind of calmed down.

"I've been wanting to do this," you took off your big ass veil. "For a while." Then you kicked off your high heeled shoes.

Before you did anything, your grabbed your phone and wallet and other important things. You gave it to Adam and he put the objects in his pants for him to hold.

"Adam you watching?" Adam nodded, his attention suddenly drawn. You went back to the altar in front of Evan.

You lifted up your hand and smacked Evan right across the face. He almost fell, but you were going easy on him. The women watching screamed.

Evan looked up at you with shock. You gave him the middle finger from your stinging hand and sped off.

You jumped to Adam and grabbed his hand, running out of the church.

Adam unlocked his car and you threw yourself in the back seat since your dress was huge.

"Holy fuck, (Y/N)!!" Adam screamed/laughed. You laughed with him as he started the car. Family and friends who wanted you to marry Evans ran out into the parking lot and saw you drive off with Adam.

Happiness was making you shake and that was an awesome feeling.

Adam got into the road and began driving normally, but quickly.

"Oh my god!!" You laughed so hard. "Adam I can't believe you fucking did that!!"

"What, am I really gonna let you marry some guy who you want to kill?!" Adam laughed. You shook your head, calming down.

"I'm so lucky I met you." You smiled leaning over the middle console. You reached over and kissed Adam's right cheek. He smiled.

"Me too, (Y/N). Me too."

"Shit, what am I gonna do with my clothes??" You panicked. "Don't worry!" Adam cooed.

"I took your charger, laptop, clothes, and other things I think you'd use and put them in the trunk." Adam said proudly. Your mouth hanged.

"Holy crap you're good." You complimented with an impressed expression.

"Thanks, I get that a lot." You smacked Adam and he screamed making you laugh.

Adam drove you to a friend's house so your family wouldn't find you. And you didn't care at all.

All you cared about was Adam. Thank goodness you sent that invitation, right?

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